Chase was never accustomed to so much attention- even if it was only a few demon’s asking about him, so he was so grateful for Lucifer’s presence and how he did the talking. Chase found himself subtly shifting his seat every once and a while, for some reason seeming to slowly move closer to Lucifer.
Lucifer looked down at Chase, grinning a little when he found Chase closer than what he was.
“Well, I am ready to say our final words. What do you want to do once we leave here?”
Chase wiped his mouth with a napkin self consciously before turning his head to look at Lucifer and say, “I really don’t mind whatever we do, I’m happy with anything you want to do.” Chase smiled, a completely genuine smile he had rarely used back in his old life.
Lucifer smiled back and pointed to the food. “I don’t mind what we do. But help yourself. You are very skinny for a Human. Once you are satisfied, I’ll give my speech and we can leave.”
Chase nodded, taking a few more bites of the delicious food before looking back to Lucifer. “I’m ready,” He told with a smile, stopping himself before he could lean into Lucifer’s side.
Lucifer nodded and smiled, standing up slowly. He said a couple things in a rumbling language, that seemed to be more of a deep growl and hisses. The Demons around seemed to like what their leader was saying though.
Chase watched with curiosity, eyes wide as he listened to the language. It was rough like sand paper, but as he listened closer he noticed it had an elegant flow like silk. A small part of him wished he could listen to Lucifer speak like that for a long time.
Lucifer picked up a goblet of wine and rose it to the crowd, purring out a rumbling word and taking a slug.
The Demons clustured around did the same and left Lucifer to his own thing.
“So that’s it?” Chase asked curiously, his head tilted to the side and a glimmer of awe in his eyes. “It sounded very beautiful.”
Lucifer hummed softly and nodded, pulling out Chase’s seat. “That is it. Yet not every Human thinks that is beautiful.”
Chase stood, a little bit close to Lucifer, but he ‘accidentally’ leaned into the demon as he smiled, “How could someone not like it? It’s so elegant, like two dance partners engaged in a salsa dance, and the audience it on the edge of their seats because the two dancers are moving in perfect sync with each other and-“ Chase cut himself off once he realized he had been describing the image the language painted in his head in way too much detail. He turned red, “I- uh, sorry- I have mild synesthesia.” He explained shyly, heat growing on his face, “I try to keep it down, but sometimes it just kinda comes out.”
Lucifer laughed softly. Chase was very interesting. He wondered if the human was a good writer. He probably was.
“I do not mind, dear human. Let us get back to my palace.”
“Alright,” Chase smiled, heat slowly fading from his cheeks as he stepped towards the way they came.
Lucifer let Chase lead as they walked back out of the courtyard of the park into the parkinglot. The fancy Demon opened up the car door and they both got in.
Chase slid onto the seat, leaning his head against the back of the seat and closing his eyes. The meal had been the best he had in a while, compared to his typical microwave potatoes or frozen foods he typically got from his old home.
Lucifer shut the door and handed Chase a water bottle. “Are you satisfied, human? You look quite content.”
“Yeah, that was a really good meal,” Chase replied while cracking his eyes open. A lazy smile grew on his face and he added, “Thank you, by the way. For everything.”
Lucifer nodded and leaned back into his seat. “We have very good food down here. And you are welcome, human, it is a pleasure.”
“What other things do you do here?” Chase asked, tilting his head to the side. Never had he thought he would be comfortable hanging out with Satan. It was all because he doodled that little symbol while he was doing his homework- he never would’ve guessed it.
Lucifer tilted his head. “Well, we have the cutest pets down here. They’re a bit bratty, but they live forever. Did you want to get one?”
“A pet?” Chase’s eyes widened, and the drowsiness that came from eating disappeared, “I’ve never had a pet,” Excitement was showing in his eyes, “I’d love to go get one.”
Lucifer chuckled. “Welp, we’re gonna change that. What kind do you want? Reptile? Rodent? Mammal?”
“A mammal would be really cute… something fuzzy,” Chase was beaming at the thought of having a small fluffy creature to call a pet.
Lucifer smiled and nodded. “A small mammal. So a rodent?”
“Maybe… what kinds are there?” Chase asked curiously, the smile not leaving his face. A cute little mouse would be adorable… or a hamster…