For the Love of the Fathers
Oct. 13th, 2020 08:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rebel_sonLucifer had withdrawn aside from official requests months ago. The angels watched and waited. It wasn't the first time their King had turned his back on the angels to dwell on some matter or another. As weeks turned into a month, and more, they started to whisper. Some had gone to Lucifer and been turned away. He was becoming short tempered, angry, and volatile.
Death listened in silence. He knew the reason but spoke no words of the matter. It was not his place nor did he know what the fallout would be if he spoke, creating a gulf in the family between father and children and between the twins was not something Thnisko wished to be responsible for. And he held silent from the shadows, often seeking out Deet's company to be free of the pain he felt from his father. She asked and he spoke of family problems with no specifics. She understood though and simply seeing a father bearing depression was enough of a reason in her eyes.
Today though when Belial and Lucifer had nearly came to blows in anger over a trifle matter Thnisko knew silence could not stand any longer. He debated internally about who to speak with and who might do the most good. There were things about this situation that required reservation, tact, and an ability to manage Lucifer when he barely wanted company.
Thnisko wondered if Balthazar already knew the situation, and if so, things would be more dire than Death expected. Still, that was who he sought out in the villa. He knew his other father was present. That is where Death headed, steps heavy with worry on many levels.
Death listened in silence. He knew the reason but spoke no words of the matter. It was not his place nor did he know what the fallout would be if he spoke, creating a gulf in the family between father and children and between the twins was not something Thnisko wished to be responsible for. And he held silent from the shadows, often seeking out Deet's company to be free of the pain he felt from his father. She asked and he spoke of family problems with no specifics. She understood though and simply seeing a father bearing depression was enough of a reason in her eyes.
Today though when Belial and Lucifer had nearly came to blows in anger over a trifle matter Thnisko knew silence could not stand any longer. He debated internally about who to speak with and who might do the most good. There were things about this situation that required reservation, tact, and an ability to manage Lucifer when he barely wanted company.
Thnisko wondered if Balthazar already knew the situation, and if so, things would be more dire than Death expected. Still, that was who he sought out in the villa. He knew his other father was present. That is where Death headed, steps heavy with worry on many levels.
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Date: 2020-11-07 04:19 pm (UTC)He reaches up to cradle Lucifer's face gently between his hands, thumbs stroking along his cheekbones. "So, I can't give you blowjobs under the table at parties? That'll make them less fun for me, I suppose, but it's a sacrifice I'm prepared to make."
His grin brightens. "You know, all we need to do in a big city like Chicago to make people comfortable with the gorgeous winged being in their midst is for me to carry a professional camera and tell them you're a model on an indie photo-shoot. They'll just assume the wings are clever costuming then, as long as you don't smack anyone with them."
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Date: 2020-11-07 05:39 pm (UTC)Lucifer starts laughing despite the hurt he still feels. "I make no promises if they flirt to much with my photographer."
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Date: 2020-11-11 04:03 am (UTC)He grins, fully aware this doesn't heal the pain--that will take time--but happy to hear the laughter. There is no way they're doing an angel-sex fondue at his gallery, though; it would be hazardous to the building, not just the chocolate.
He leans in and dots little kisses all over Lucifer's cheeks. "Your photographer only has eyes for you, sweetheart. You're all I'll ever need."
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Date: 2020-11-11 08:04 am (UTC)No, this doesn't fix the pain or anger but it keeps it at bay like looking the other way when something painful is happening. His smile brightens but there's a flutter of pain from that comment. An internal guilt that if he thought that way the current situation wouldn't be a situation.
Lucifer just sighs finally as he tries to vent off the feelings. "All the more reason to stop them from harassing you." His eyes linger on Balthazar's for a long moment and then the smile reappears. "They are incredibly beautiful eyes."
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Date: 2020-11-12 12:53 am (UTC)There's a moment where he looks into Lucifer's eyes as if he's sensed some of his thoughts. And if he's honest with himself (which Balthazar rarely is, but there's a first time for everything), he is a little...hurt isn't the word, nor is jealous, but perhaps uncomfortable. The issue of how exclusive they truly mean to be to one another remains unresolved, but at the moment that is far less important to Balthazar than his lover's hurt and trauma.
It can be discussed later. Right now, something seems needed.
Hands still cradling Lucifer's face, he slides one around to the nape of his neck and pulls him, gently but firmly, into a kiss. "You need more than talk right now, don't you? What can I do?"
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Date: 2020-11-12 01:06 am (UTC)He doesn't avert his eyes but meets his lover's gaze even if it feels like it is boring into his grace right now. The kiss is far more welcome and he leans in.
"I really do not know." Lucifer sighs and pulls Balthazar in closer. "Death has always been the source of my pain, not the living."
It was strange now that he thought about it. No one alive had ever hurt him. It was always other people's deaths. He couldn't help but wonder if that made this all worse. "I do not think sitting here is not doing any good."