It's already dark by the time he calms down, and they head back to his car, holding hands. And there is an emptiness in his grace, but this one doesn't make him feel alone and numb. It feels like all of his emotions besides happy and tired were washed away, the remaining ones staying there faded, but no less powerful.
It's an unspoken decision, that Chloe should drive, so he makes himself comfortable in the passenger seat, eyes still fixed on her as she goes around and starts the car.
They are halfway home, when she finally speaks up, mischief and happiness shining in her eyes.
"Lucifer?" And his voice feels disgustingly sweet even for his own ears when he answers.
"Detective?" and there is that mischief again.
"For the record. I loved you before I knew you were soulmate."
And…
Thank god he isn't the one driving.