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It was a quiet night in House of Lamentation, almost too quiet.
Satan was in his room, lying still in his bed. It had been weeks since the Devildom War occurred and he still hasn't been used to the new atmosphere in the house. Well, he hasn't and won't be able to get used to the atmosphere.
He tried closing his eyes again for the thousandth times that night, focusing on himself, but all he could hear and think about was the horrifying sounds and images of the war. The screams, the growls and hisses of pain his brothers let out, and many other things that couldn't be described with words.
He shot up from his bed, his hair messy from the amount of times he rolled around attempting to sleep."Let's just...take little tour around the house. Maybe that'll help" he thought to himself, trying to be positive.
Satan then walked out of his room and starts making little steps away and eventually walking in a very slow pace around the house. As he passes his brothers room, seeing how empty it was, he wishes things would've ended differently with the war and his brothers.
His let mind drifted away and he kept walking until he stumbled onto the library. He reminiscent the times where he and his brothers used to gathered there together discussing plans, laughing together, and many other things. He then noticed the door to Lucifer's office was open.
At first, he hesitated going inside, but purely out of curiosity, he pushed that hesitation aside and slowly stepped inside the office
Inside, he saw Lucifer sitting in his chair, stirling his Demonus glass that was still strangely full. On top of his desk, was two bottles of Demonus, one that was empty, and the other one was half empty. Usually, Lucifer's desktop would be stacked with paperworks, but now, not a single sheet of paper was on top of the desk, only the two bottles of Demonus.
Diavolo gave Lucifer permission to take a break for as long as he needs, seeing his injured condition at that time.
Satan must've frozen in place long enough for Lucifer to notice him "Can't sleep?" Lucifer asks, not even masking his tiredness.
Satan would be lying if he didn't felt relieved that Lucifer knew what he was going through, but on the other hand, he also felt slightly angry at himself for being so easy to read, just a quick look and you could tell something is wrong.
He nodded at the question, hugging his sides for comfort. Lucifer noticed this, as he stood up from his chair and approach Satan "Anything i can do to help?" He asks again. But this time, Satan stayed quiet, not even nodding
Somehow, seeing Lucifer in his presence felt...calming. he didn't know what it was, but just having Lucifer stand in front of him was enough for him to feel comforted. He leaned into Lucifer's chest, and then felt Lucifer's hand patting his head. Next thing he knew, he closes his eyes and fell unconscious
***
"Watch out!"
"Agh! That hurts!"
"Oi! Don't loosen up!"
"Stop it!" Satan yelled, shooting up from his bed. He was sweating hard, his hands grip the bedsheet tightly as it trembled. "Oh...just a nightmare..."
"A nightmare about the war, im assuming?" Satan looked beside him to see Lucifer sitting in his bed, his face expressed concern and worry. It took Satan a few seconds to remember that he fell unconscious and Lucifer probably carried him back to his room.
He didn't answer Lucifer's question, instead, he let go of his hands that was gripping the bedsheet and covers his hands with it. His body began shaking as hot tears formed and streamed down his face.
"Why can't things ended differently?!" He screamed, feeling all sorts of mixed emotions stirring inside him "There were seven of us! We were strong enough!" Seeing his younger brother in misery, Lucifer moved position so that he's now in front of him, trying to calm him down.
"Ssshh...please calm yourself down Satan-"
"How can I be calm when I can't even stop feeling sad over the others!?"
After saying that, Satan suddenly transformed into his demon form, his tail swinging rapidly. "There were seven of us! We were strong enough! And yet...they didn't make it" He spoke between his sobs, his tail swinging harder and harder.
Satan kept yelling, but those yells kept getting held back because of the crying, resulting him to hiccup a few times. Lucifer knew he couldn't handle Satan in his demon form, especially when he's like this, so he transformed into his demon form as well.
In the middle of his cries, Satan suddenly felt strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer into what it felt like a hug. Satan couldn't hold it anymore, he accepted the hug and cried his heart out, holding onto Lucifer's back like it was his lifeline.
Lucifer on the other hand, rested his chin on top of Satan's head while also stroking his hair gently. He slowly moves back and forth, quietly calming his son younger brother
***
After what it felt like an eternity, Satan finally stopped crying. He was only letting out small whimpers now. He let loose of the grip on Lucifer's, his knuckles were almost white and his palms was slightly red. Seeing how Satan was calmer now, Lucifer slowly scooped him up to his lap and adjusted his position so that he's now leaning against the headboard of Satan's bed.
Satan felt the change of position, but made no effort to go against it. He was too worn out and if he had to be honest, he didn't dislike what Lucifer is doing at that moment, as unbelievable as that sound.
Satan was now curled up in Lucifer's lap, feeling tired after the emotional outburst. Lucifer was stroking through his hair like what he did before, he held Satan so tightly, not wanting to let go of him anytime soon. Both of them are content with eachother's presence.
Lucifer then clears his throat, breaking the few moments of silence between them. "You know...I once found out about a lullaby from the human world. It is said to help humans who struggles with sleeping..." Lucifer stopped for a second, trying to find the right words to continue his sentence
"I...was wondering, would you like to hear it?" Satan looked at Lucifer, his eyes that was less puffy than before expressed interest, along with that, he weakly nods.
"Alright then. But first, I'd like to apologize if my voice comes of as unpleasant" That made Satan let out a small chuckle. How funny it is to hear Lucifer, the Avatar Of Pride himself, apologizing for something as small and silly like that.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
The other night, dear, as I laid sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head and cried..."
Unexpectedly, the lullaby was working, as Satan could feel his eyes slowly closing and tiredness started taking over his body. He didn't expect a lullaby would actually make him feel so sleepy.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away....."
Lucifer finished off the lullaby. He looked at his younger brother who was sound asleep in his lap, His lips curving a smile. He then placed a tender kiss on Satan's forehead, feeling relieved that the lullaby was able to send him asleep.
He finally relaxed his body, seeing Satan asleep made him feel sleepy as well, as he was already tired. Slightly struggling, He managed to pulled over the blanket to cover both him and Satan. Not long after that, he doze off to sleep, holding his now one and only brother in his lap.
That night, both of them transformed back to their human form, the comfort of eachother's touch soften both of them as they both dozed off to sleep.