Even after the confrontation Lucifer had with Gabriel, Lucifer made sure to act like nothing was wrong during the rest of the week.
Jayce's hand was healing fast. After calling the doctor to confirm, he was even allowed to take the cast off.
They had a dinner date at Jayce's apartment, and while Lucifer definitely wouldn't have minded taking their kissing to the next step, Jayce gently reminded him that he needed to get home early because he was helping Miles Gallant pick out some more furniture for Miles' apartment early tomorrow.
They had slept together almost every night (and then some), so Lucifer hadn't been too bummed out about it.
"Just promise me you won't try to lift anything?" Lucifer murmured against Jayce's forehead, Jayce's arms a warm, reassuring weight around his tor
