"Heaven is no Paradise without You," God scoffed.
Yet Lucifer was in no way appeased. "And yet, You remain there, in the lap of luxury, and thrust Me to the Earth and the Pit! Heaven by far is better than such Gehenna!"
"Lucifer, You know – !"
"Damn what I know! What has what I know brought Me but pain? Damn what We know! I wish I knew nothing at all! I wish I did not know that My greatest love cares for Me so much that He would banish Me from Himself for an eternity!" Lucifer raged.
God was red-faced with wrath a moment, then He pulled Lucifer into His arms and kissed Him with passion built up over millennia.
At first Lucifer fought, always prideful, stubborn, unwilling to give in so easily… But He could not help but submit to what He'd spent His entire existence longing for. At last, He gave in, His arms wrapping around His beloved God's neck, kissing with equal ferocity, and it was as if They'd never been apart…
The earth, in its devastation, stood still a moment, in awe of the spectacle. God and Lucifer seemed to melt into each other in places, somehow two and one in a way that God, Joshua and the Holy Spirit were not three and one.
God and Lucifer were much more closely tied to each other, and millennia of being rent asunder had made Them both terribly weak and pained. Untold ages of suffering were relieved as They pressed into one another, begging each Other for forgiveness and love, and Neither was disappointed.
At last, God drew away, slowly, a hand rising from Its place around Lucifer's lower back to remove a strand of curly, blond hair from His forehead. Lucifer sighed softly, relief pouring from His current form, a momentary balm on the ravaged, mid-apocalypse world.