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[betterthanaplan]

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

*beep*

Comments

[my_own_advocate]

to watch you meditate with the fishes?

Why did Lucifer think this was cute? Duke had brainwashed him.

[betterthanaplan]

maybe you could use some meditation

They’d for sure rubbed off on each other.

[my_own_advocate]

Well, they had certainly managed a lot of rubbing in the past ten months...

Lucifer was just going to settle for being glad Duke wasn't at the Nest to watch him grin at his phone like an idiot. Because that would ruin his next message entirely.

there's no use for meditation in general. you're just sitting and trying not to fall asleep

[betterthanaplan]

spoken like someone who's really awful at meditation

[my_own_advocate]

When had Lucifer ever been good at sitting still? Beyond post-coitally, of course.

We can't all empty our heads so easily

[betterthanaplan]

ha

ill have you know I worked hard for my empty head

[my_own_advocate]

ah, is there a school for that?

Would anyone even notice if he left the Nest to go tease Duke in person?

[betterthanaplan]

Or if Duke came to ferret Lucifer away from the bar?

several but I prefer the School of Life

[my_own_advocate]

that is horrific, Crocker.

Lucifer glanced towards Eric's office.

[betterthanaplan]

I like to think of it as impressive

[my_own_advocate]

of course you do. you find many things impressive. cardigans. plaid. netting.

Lucifer slid out of his chair and walked towards the exit.

[betterthanaplan]

a plaid netted cardigan? Duke teased. I should see if I can find one for you

[my_own_advocate]

It took a few minutes before Duke got another response.

only if I get to replace your entire wardrobe with proper suits

[betterthanaplan]

hey that's not fair

I only suggested ONE cardigan

you should get to make me wear ONE suit

[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?"