"Lucifer!"
Lucifer turned around in the precinct's parking lot, smiling as the Detective caught up to him. "Detective?"
"I almost forgot." the Detective said, catching her breath. She reached behind her back and pulled out a box, handing it to Lucifer. He cautiously took it from her, eyeing the sides of the box as though a bomb was inside. At his reaction, the Detective chuckled. "Just open it."
Lucifer did so, opening the sides of the box before lifting the cover. Inside of the box laid a small cupcake-red velvet. A small devil face was drawn on the top of the cupcake in purple icing, and a tiny paper was taped to the top of the box. 'Happy birthday, Lucifer!' was written on it, included with a stick-figure drawing which featured horns and a tail.
Lucifer raised an eyebrow. The Devil didn't have a birthday, so why...? "Trixie drew the sign, I helped her with the baking. Oh, and she did the devil face too. I told her it might not have been the best idea, but she was really stubborn about it." The Detective's voice drew Lucifer out of his own musing. Lucifer's eyes widened slightly. "It's a tradition in my house. My dad started it when I was little. Every year on my birthday, he'd make me a cupcake from scratch, so I started doing it for Trixie a couple years back." she explained, fumbling for words.
Lucifer, meanwhile, had no words. He didn't know how he felt, knowing that the Detective and his offspring had included him in their traditions. Not only that, but that the Detective remembered that today was technically a year from his 'rebirth' party. (To be honest, Lucifer hadn't even remembered the exact date himself.) He had never gotten a birthday gift before, much less one made with such effort. Lucifer cleared his throat.
He began saying, "Detective, I-" as the Detective simultaneously said, "I'm sorry, you don't have to-"
They both chuckled, and the Detective gestured towards him to speak first. Lucifer glanced at the box in his hands, then back at the Detective. "I've never received a...birthday gift, before." Lucifer sighed. "I will treasure this. Thank you, Detective." Lucifer clasped the box awkwardly in his hands, but he treated it carefully, as though it would break if one movement was too sharp.
"I'll let Trixie know that you liked it." the Detective smiled softly, taking a step backwards.
Lucifer nodded, his lips pressed into a thin line. "I'll be sure to put it somewhere safe."
"Alright, well, I'll let you get to your birthday celebrations. I'll see you tomorrow." the Detective turned around and started walking away. Lucifer fought himself in his mind, internally deciding whether or not it would be a good idea to invite the Detective over, especially after what they had been through lately. What she had been through lately.
"Detective?" he called before his mind and his mouth could catch up. She turned around, her bright blue eyes shimmering in the glare of the lights on the ceiling. "I don't have any particular plans for-for my birthday. Would you care to come to Lux?"
In the darkness of the parking lot, Lucifer couldn't be sure, but it seemed as though a small flush ran through the Detective's cheeks. After a moment, she smirked. "Sure. Trix is with the babysitter tonight anyway."
"Lovely."
The two stood at a standstill until the Detective glanced away, breaking eye contact. "I'll see you later, Lucifer."
He nodded slightly as a form of goodbye, then turned towards his car. He couldn't help but glance behind him to see the Detective walk off as he stepped into his car. He finally set down the box in the passenger's seat, then eventually decided to leave it in his lap. After all, it was made with such care and effort that it'd be a waste if something happened to it.
He looked down, opening the box yet again with a smile creeping up on his face to see the devilish stick figure smiling back at him.
For once, Lucifer was looking forward to his birthday.