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[betterthanaplan]

"Buddha says 'All good things come to those who wait.' With that in mind, leave me a message."

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[my_own_advocate]

"Absolutely not," Lucifer called, as he strolled up behind Duke. "Your wardrobe is much worse than mine, it deserves a proportionate response."

[betterthanaplan]

"My wardrobe is perfect," Duke objected, looking over and up at him with a smile. "If all I had were suits I'd be miserable."

[my_own_advocate]

"Spoken like a man who has never had a wardrobe full of bespoke suits before," Lucifer sniffed. And promptly risked the cleanness of his impeccable suit by sitting down next to Duke.

[betterthanaplan]

"That's very true," Duke allowed. "But then, I've also never needed a wardrobe full of bespoke suits."

He offered Lucifer his fishing pole.

"Care to try some fish meditation?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer opened up his mouth to scoff and perhaps point out to Duke that was a ridiculous idea, but something in him made him hesitate.

He looked down at the fishing pole.

"This once," he capitulated, and reached for it.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke 100% did not expect him to say yes. He blinked at Lucifer for a moment, then slowly grinned.

"Hell yeah, babe." He handed Lucifer the rod and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek to go with it. "Broaden those horizons."

[my_own_advocate]

"Don't rub it in," Lucifer sighed. He looked at Duke. "Right, so how does this work...?"

[betterthanaplan]

"Here, let me show you." Duke reeled the line back in, then held the rod out to Lucifer again, showing him how to reel and cast. "When I was a kid, I thought this was the best part. Casting the line. Once you get it out there, you mostly just sit and wait for something to bite."

[my_own_advocate]

"Really? Because that sounds like the better part," Lucifer said, watching the little-- thing at the end hit the water. "Sitting and drinking."

Honey, see above re: how good you were at sitting still.

[betterthanaplan]

"Uh huh," Duke said, amused. "I was a fidgety kid. Sitting still wasn't my favorite thing."

[my_own_advocate]

"Then fishing seems like a terrible hobby to begin with," Lucifer pointed out. "Why go for it at all?"

[betterthanaplan]

"Free food," Duke said simply, looking out over the water.

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah," Lucifer said.

He looked out over the water, too.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke let that hang for another beat, then shrugged. “Anyway. As I got older, I learned to appreciate the peacefulness of it, you know? Things get loud and the fish run away.”

[my_own_advocate]

"Fish meditation," Lucifer supplied, tossing him a small smile.

[betterthanaplan]

“Fine, fish meditation,” Duke said, amused. “Meditation that ends in food.”

[my_own_advocate]

"If you're lucky," Lucifer said, amused. "I'm not seeing you bring in any fat, fresh fillets yet."

[betterthanaplan]

"Patience, babe," Duke chided. "It's all about patience."

[my_own_advocate]

"You could be out here all night," Lucifer pointed out. "If you really wanted to catch something."

[betterthanaplan]

"Sometimes. Especially if you keep talking," Duke said. He didn't sound like he'd mind.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "What, are the fish going to hear us?"

[betterthanaplan]

"You laugh, but they do. And get scared away."

[my_own_advocate]

"So you truly don't get to do anything but sit here," Lucifer said, eyeing the fishing rod in his hands dubiously.

[betterthanaplan]

“Sit and wait for them to bite,” Duke said. “And enjoy quiet company and ponder the nature of the universe.” He leaned against Lucifer’s side. “Fish meditation.”

[my_own_advocate]

"You are an incredibly strange man," Lucifer sighed.

As he wrapped his arm around Duke's shoulders. He didn't like the fishing, but he liked the strange man, and-- sigh, he was smiling like an idiot again.