The sound of circus clown music remixed with duck quacks began to chime from the phone on the nearest nightstand, vibrating violently for a good few seconds before its owner took hold of it. With half open eyes, Lucifer hit the stop button before rolling back over. He groaned slightly, sitting up slowly before letting out a deep yawn. He began to stretch out his back, various points letting out cracks and pops. Every little release felt like small bits of heaven. Sighing, he looks over towards his heavily snoring husband. Lying on his back, His arm was draped across the top of his pillow, the other on his hair ladened chest. A constant streak of drool leaked down the corner of his chin onto his pillow, knowing later he'll now have to wash their bedding. Lucifer couldn't help but smile at the sight. As much as Adam was a slob, he did look cute even with his snoring. He felt reminded of their days in the Garden, his gentle expression reminiscence of that innocence he once had before years of trauma got to him. All Lucifer wanted to do was sit there and watch but he knew he couldn't. Not on sinsmas. He had too much on his plate to balance a little bit of morning sex and sudden snuggling as much as he craved it. He would earn his reward later, knowing full well Adam couldn't say no to both on holidays. He leaned over, giving Adam a soft yet passionate forehead kiss before moving off of their bed. Adam didn't even stir. Lucifer chuckled to himself, knowing it's rare he's actually able to sleep this well. He felt it was right to give him some extra sleep and prepare his perfect Christmas breakfast. Sliding a pair of rubber duck shaped slippers on his hooves, he stretched out his back and arms one more time before giving his exposed sliver of his stomach a scratch. Looking at the clock, he heads off to Eden's nursery for his breakfast.

Adam let out a sickly grumble, feeling the empty contents of his stomach start to churn. 'Oh fuck this.' He didn't want to be nauseous on sinsmas, especially when there's sex and food involved. Lucifer always planned something special for not only themselves but for the family. Hed never spare any expense and would make every sinsmas a moment to remember.

Trying to become comfortable and avoid throwing up, he curls himself up in his comforter, flipping his pillow over the cool side. The sudden temperature change in his cheek felt good for the few seconds it lasted before the severe nausea came washing over him again. He couldn't hold it in much longer so he forced himself to make the quick two second trip to Lucifer's master bathroom. He managed to make every bit of vomit in the toilet, gripping the rim tightly as the last wave of vomit finished. "Ugh. Not this shit again." He shakingly stood up and headed towards the medicine cabinet. Hunched over, he quickly turned on the bathroom sink faucet and waited for the hot water to come rushing through. He cupped his hands under the hot water, splashing a good amount on his face before grabbing a small face cloth. He lazily wiped any access vomit from his face and tossed the towel in the hamper. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror attached to the medicine cabinet, recoiling at how tired he looked. His bags under his eyes more intense, his hair unkept and shaggy; he let out a long guttural yawn before opening the cabinet door. "I know they gotta be here somewhere." He mumbled to himself as he rummaged through. Cold medicine? No. He pushed any bottle he saw aside before finally stumbling upon a small box. 'PREGNANCY TEST' in massive pink and purple letting stared back him as he stood at the counter. The silence in the bathroom only broken by the semi constant drip from the faucet. He absolutely knew he had to be this time but he had to make sure. He didn't know he was pregnant the first time but he can tell now. The sudden flip in hormones and morning sickness giving him the first signs. He jokingly thanks Lucifer for now knowing how this feels and curses under his breath. He didn't have a reason for throwing up this morning that he could remember. Last night consisted of sinsmas Eve family movies and spending most of it with Eden and Lucifer. Lucifer didn't usually feed him until he couldn't see straight until Sinsmas day so he felt a twinge of concern hit him. Looking back at the box, he takes a deep breath in before he popped open the tab. He tipped the box over and gave it an aggressive shake. A small instructional pamphlet stuck out as well as a plastic stick. Sliding the white stick out, he looked at it dumbfounded. "How the fuck do you use this? I know you piss on it but where?" He twirled the stick in his hand, treating it as though it were a drumstick before twisting it around and looking at every inch.

A small instruction booklet stared back at him but he brushed it off. his brain was too focused on figuring it out himself before giving up and resorting to the pamphlet. "Ughh fine. I'll read the damn thing." Letting out an annoyed huff and reaching for the paper rather harshly, he quickly reads the few steps before rolling his eyes in annoyance. "That easy?" He continued to grumble as he took one of the spare sample cups from his medicine cabinet. He fumbled to get his pajama string undone as he pulled out his dick. He sat back down on the toilet seat and held the cup just slightly below his line of sight and in the bowl, keeping his cock in line with the cup. he popped the small pink cap off the edge of the test stick with his free hand, landing on the floor with a loud clatter. "Alright, bitch. Let's see if you're positive or not." He began to relieve himself into the small cup below him before filling the cup nearly all the way. The container became warm to the touch and Adam grimaced. The golden yellow liquid was pungent, nearly hitting the rim of the sample collector as he held it between two fingers. "I didn't need that much but whatever." Giving himself a quick shake, he lifts off the bowl, flushes and gives the pregnancy test another worried look before dipping the tester portion in his pee. He began to wait the three minutes plastered all over the box, giving himself time to properly brush his teeth and focus. Every minute felt like an eternity as he waited. The digital clock seemingly never changing as he traced the shower curtain pattern with his eyes. He took in more details; the solid gold trim that seemed to line the walls and glistened, the outside of the bathtub covered in rubber ducks. He couldn't help but scoff with a smile as he glanced over. He gave one a kick towards the wall of tub as it let out an annoyed honk upon impact. He fumbled around with his shirt hem, becoming more impatient as he waited. He glanced back at the clock, just a minute left to spare. He felt like he had to control his breathing, his anxiety slowly creeping up on him as he grips the sink counter. His stomach dropped, his palms began to sweat profusely. His mind raced; Why the fuck was he so worried about being pregnant again? It's not like Lucifer would even be upset. If anything, he knew he would be in tears and ready to father the baby with open arms. "Fuck, this is really gonna happen again, isn't it?" He rambled to himself as his phone timer began to buzz. Without a second thought, he pulled the test out of the cup before dumping any access into the toilet. Keeping his eyes shut, he took a deep breath in before looking down at the urine soaked strip in his hand. Two vibrant red lines came up on the tiny circular window, the second line stronger than the last. They were as clear as day. There was no doubt in his mind. "Shit."