Six months.
They had come back from Greece to Seattle last October. Christmas and New Year's had now gone by, and Jayce hadn't spent either holidays with Lucifer.
They kept updated with each other though, constantly messaging and calling. It had felt like every week Jayce had the I want nothing more than to be next to you now talk with Lucifer.
Even when both of them had wanted dearly for Lucifer to return to Seattle, Jayce had told him no, told him instead to go wherever he desired besides Seattle, and to do the things he'd always wished he could do as a normal human (even though Lucifer wasn't fully human just yet).
Even though they were miles apart, Jayce told Lucifer anything remotely exciting that happened in his life in the span of six months.
Jayce told Lucifer about the day
