The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

"Tiny," Lucifer said sharply. (He was going for sharp. His tone... may have gone a bit higher than that.) "What has he done?!"

There was pink paint.

All over.

His piano.

It could only be one man. Vampire. Viking.

"Right," Lucifer snarled. "I can only respond to this in kind!"

He snagged the spray paint cans from behind the counter and stormed into the axe range to, ah, 'work on it'. It was very abstract. Bar the phrase that was rather unkind about Eric's mum. And the one about Eric's face.

Tiny said nothing. In fact, Tiny seemed to shrink further and further away to the back of the bar, at least until he remembered he'd left the receipt for the spray paint out on the counter and rushed to go grab it. (Thankfully, by that point, Lucifer had retreated to his seat on one of the sofas to sulk and drink whiskey.)

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[betterthanaplan]

"I see the battle of wills has progressed," Duke observed as he came in. He waved Tiny off and leaned over the bar to grab a bottle of bourbon on his way over to where Lucifer was sulking. "Since you're not leaning into the pink by doing an Elton John night or something."

[my_own_advocate]

"He befouled my piano," Lucifer grumbled. "And Elton John night was a week ago. Far too short to justify another one."

[betterthanaplan]

"And I missed it? Damn. I need to get over here more often."

[my_own_advocate]

"You do," Lucifer agreed gravely. "Not every night should be 'hang out on the docks with a fishing pole in your shorts' night, Duke."

[betterthanaplan]

"Not sure why you think the fishing pole is in my shorts, but your objection is noted." Duke flopped down next to him and stretched his arm over Lucifer's shoulders. (His mission to touch Octavia whenever possible was translating nicely to also getting extra touchy-feely with Lucifer, yes.) "If that's an innuendo it still sounds very uncomfortable."

[my_own_advocate]

"With a fishing pole, comma, in your shorts," Lucifer sighed. "Though thank you for the mental image."

This did not stop him from leaning right into Duke's arm.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke chuckled. "You love my shorts."

In that way where Lucifer loved the things about Duke that infuriated him the most.

[my_own_advocate]

"I always think I've found the lowest level of hideousness your wardrobe can stoop to," Lucifer said, "And then it chooses to prove me wrong."

[betterthanaplan]

"I'm a miracle of tackiness," Duke said proudly. "I should get a pair of those bright Hawaiian print Bermuda shorts or something."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer stared at him in abject horror.

What came out of his mouth was, though, "I'm surprised you don't already own one."

[betterthanaplan]

"A gross oversight." Duke grinned. "I always leaned more into tie-dye than aloha."

[my_own_advocate]

"You realize you are several decades late to being a hippie," Lucifer pointed out.

[betterthanaplan]

"Of course," Duke said. "I'm not trying to be a hippie." He gave Lucifer a teasing grin. "Tie-dye is timeless."

[my_own_advocate]

"It is very much not," Lucifer said flatly. "Tie-dye is very specifically of just one period in time, and a regrettable one, bar all the free love and whatnot."

[betterthanaplan]

"But I look great in it!" Duke protested, giving Lucifer a little squeeze.

[my_own_advocate]

"No, it looks great on the floor," Lucifer argued.

... Duke had successfully and completely distracted him from the piano, yes, and he loved him for it.

[betterthanaplan]

"Well. I can't disagree with that," Duke said cheerfully. "I should wear more tie-dye, just so you can take it back off me."

[my_own_advocate]

"You really don't have to strain yourself that far," Lucifer pointed out. "I'll happily take just about anything off you."

[betterthanaplan]

"Oh, it's no trouble at all. If you want to see tie-dye on your floor, I am happy to oblige."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed loudly. "Why do I choose to live with you, again?"

[betterthanaplan]

"Because I'm delightful," Duke told him. "And you're maybe a little bit masochistic sometimes."

[my_own_advocate]

"Only when it's fun," Lucifer huffed.

And pressed a kiss to Duke's cheek.

"How was your day, beyond full of tie-dye?"

[betterthanaplan]

"It was actually way more full of fishing rods than tie-dye," Duke said. "Took the, uh 'baby boat' out around the island for a bit. She's in good shape. Wish I'd found a name that suits her already."

[my_own_advocate]

HaHA victory on the baby boat, Crocker!

"Still brooding on that, are we?" Lucifer said. "Suppose that's why you were so content with the name on your last boat..."

[betterthanaplan]

“I’ve never named a boat before,” Duke said. “I just had boats that already had names. It’s a big deal, okay?”