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❤️Shaving Cream • Lucifer [short 2]❤️

Summary
Lucifer and MC (He/Him) shower and help each other with their morning routines.

Contains
Male MC, domestic fluff, Lucifer shaving MC's face, showering, non-sexual nudity, no bodily description, sleepiness.

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MC quietly crawled out of bed while Lucifer slept in a bit longer. This marked the typical start of their morning routine, because Lucifer was a night owl, and MC was a morning person.

And MC liked to start his days with a nice shower. He enjoyed the refreshing feeling of water on his back in the morning, and the misty air that built up in the bathroom. On the rare instance that him and Lucifer woke up around the same time, they bathed together. They would sleepily say good-morning, quietly take turns under the water, and soothingly touch each other's hair. Sometimes, Lucifer would join him when he was halfway done washing off.

This was one of those halfway-days. As MC finished washing his hair, he heard the bathroom door creak open, followed by a low sleepy sigh. Then there was the sound of Lucifer brushing his teeth.

Lucifer always brushed his teeth before showering. He insisted that he hated getting in the shower with a mouthful of the 'morning icky feeling', or so he called it.

After he spit out his toothpaste, MC decided to pull the curtain back and make eye contact with him through the mirror: "Good morning, Luci."

Lucifer smiled back, his mouth playful with a bit of toothpaste on his lip. "Morning."

He washed his mouth out with water, and slipped his robe off. Soon after, he stepped into the shower with careful footing. "I'm Sorry that I'm late," He uttered, his morning voice still slow and thick.

"Don't apologize for such a thing," MC softly replied, his hand reaching to rest upon his shoulder. "C'mon, I'll help you with your hair."

Lucifer let MC maneuver him under the water, shutting his eyes as his dearest companion's fingers combed through his pitch black hair. He contentedly grumbled at the feeling.

MC took a bottle of Lucifer's hair product, and spread it in his hand. "You know, I like your shampoo," he mused. "Your hair always smells so... sharp. Like pine needles."

"Yours is lovely as well," he faintly replied.

He thoroughly massaged the product into Lucifer's hair, soapy bubbles and foam building up on his head till the water washed it away.

Not a single thought crossed their tranquil minds, nor did either of them feel inclined to fill the silence. The soft rhythmic tapping of water was all they needed to be satisfied.

Lucifer lost track of time, and nearly dozed off... until MC patted him on the shoulder so that he would open his eyes once more. "Hey, I'm done."

"Hm?" His Ruby irises had an entranced expression. Head-rubs had a mesmerizing effect on him sometimes.

"Condition your hair while I wash myself with soap," MC softly asked, tracing a thumb on his collarbone.

And so he did, half-consciously and out of habit, from having washed his own hair so many mornings in his life.

MC finished with the soap, and handed it to Lucifer so that he could do the same. "Let me under the water so I can rinse off."

Lucifer nodded and cleared room for him.

He rinsed the suds off his body and stepped out into the cold, wrapping himself in a towel to shield himself from the chilly air. After drying off, he slung the towel over his shoulders, and threw a pair of underwear on.

Now in front of the mirror, MC rubbed his chin and noticed it was getting a bit scraggly. "I have to shave," he mumbled.

"The shaving cream kit is in the top cabinet," Lucifer reminded him, voice echoing slightly from the shower.

"Nahh, I don't need shaving cream."

Lucifer drew the curtain back slightly to look at him questioningly. "What do you mean, ' you don't need shaving cream?'"

"Soap and Water does the trick, doesn't it?"

"Nonsense," Lucifer fussed. He hastily turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Just as quickly, he slipped his bathrobe on and snatched a cloth to dry his hair. "You're going to irritate your skin with just soap and water," He said, already reaching for the drawer with his fancy shaving kit.

MC supposed he would take Lucifer's word on this matter.

Lucifer dampened the shaving brush with water and lathered some shaving cream onto it. "Come here," he gently beckoned, whisking the cream up in a bowl to create a frothy mixture. When MC came closer, Lucifer touched his face with a loving hand.

He giggled as Lucifer swirled the brush on his ticklish chin and neck.

"Hold still," Lucifer softly scolded; though there was no discontent in his voice.

MC tried not to move his mouth too much as Lucifer applied the rest of the cream to his face.

He plucked MC's razor from the shelf, and rested a hand on his shoulder to steady himself. MC shut his eyes as Lucifer slowly shaved his face, taking note of how he was being gentle as physically possible.

"You're so sweet," he affectionately murmured, his hand finding a way to Lucifer's hip.

"I said hold still," he spoke in a near whisper, focused on his task. "I don't want to cut your skin." So MC remained still, except for his thumbs, which stroked the soft cloth of Lucifer's fancy and expensive bathrobe.

He hummed quietly, enjoying the warm sensation of Lucifer's hand on his shoulder.

"Tilt your head to the left."

MC tilted his head.

"The other left," Lucifer chuckled.

"Oops."

He waited a bit longer for Lucifer to finish the other side of his face.

"Look up."

Lucifer took care of his neck and underside of his chin. When he finished, he pressed a kiss to MC's forehead. "Alright, I'm done."

"Thank you, Luci." Just like Lucifer had promised, the shaving cream really did work a lot better than soap and water.

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A/N- I love Showers and Domestic fluff.