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The l-word is a scary one, for all that Balthazar drops it blithely as a random endearment. He's very much aware of what's happening. Were they on a similar level and rank, he might be more open about his own feelings, but this is happening at breakneck speed, and he's not sure yet what all the ramifications might be. If it were just him at stake, it would be no big deal, no regrets, full speed ahead. It's not, though. And as much as Lucifer is a person who needs and deserves love, as much as he is a kind of distant family even over and above this romantic affair, as much as Balthazar is sure he wants him and will not stop wanting him, he's also aware that he is an immense cosmic force with a role to play in his own universe. Interfering in that might be unwise.

Then again, he's the angel who unsank the Titanic. Fuck destiny.

"Sleep, darling," he murmurs. "If I need to get up, I might move you to the bed. Otherwise, I'm fine right here."

And he is. He ends up watching television on low volume for hours as he cuddles the sleeping Devil, and he knows entirely too much of the plot of an android-centric telenovela by the end of it, but he feels no need to move, or leave, or sleep, himself. Even inert, Lucifer's company is worth enjoying.