Snow fell gently over Aly's garden, covering the flowers and bushes in a soft blanket of white. Aly sat on the garden bench, wrapped in a thick coat and scarf, enjoying the quiet winter scene. Her moment of peace didn't last long.

"Hey, babe! Guess who's the most dashing HUMAN in the snow?"

Aly turned and nearly groaned out loud. Lucifer was strutting down the garden path, his human form fully intact, but his outfit was as eccentric as ever. He wore a beige, button-up trench coat that flared dramatically with every step, paired with a ridiculously long red and white scarf that trailed behind him like a ribbon. He was also wearing a giant beanie. Snowflakes clung to his blond hair and the fabric of his scarf as he grinned at her.

"Lucifer," she said, standing abruptly. "Do you even realize how much you stand out? That scarf makes you look like a walking candy cane."

He gasped, clutching the scarf as though offended. "How dare you insult my fashion sense! This scarf is a masterpiece, a statement of—"

"A statement of silliness," she interrupted, crossing her arms. "And you were supposed to be subtle, remember? What if someone sees you prancing around like this?"

He tilted his head, his blue eyes sparkling with mock innocence. "First of all, I don't prance—I strut. And second, no one's going to see me. Relax, darling, I've got this under control."

Aly sighed, shaking her head. "You're impossible."

"And yet, here I am," he said, closing the distance between them. "Freezing my devilish ass off just to spend time with you in this winter wonderland."

His playful grin softened as he pulled the trailing end of his scarf around her shoulders, wrapping them both in its ridiculous warmth. "There. Better?"

She blinked, caught off guard by the gesture. "You're going to get cold without this."

"Eh, I've survived worse," he said with a casual shrug. "Besides, sharing it with you is much cozier."

Aly couldn't help but laugh softly. "You're ridiculous."

"And you love it," he teased, leaning in closer.

Before she could retort, he cupped her cheek, his gloved hand warm against her skin. His grin softened into something more genuine, his voice dropping to a tender tone. "You know, you're even prettier when you're bossing me around."

"Lucifer–" she began, but he silenced her with a kiss.

His lips met hers in a gentle, lingering kiss that made the cold winter air disappear entirely. Aly felt her heart flutter as warmth spread through her, and she kissed him back, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.

When they finally pulled apart, Lucifer rested his forehead against hers, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief and affection. "See? Way better than scolding me."

She shook her head, smiling despite herself. "You're impossible."

"And you wouldn't have me any other way," he said smugly, stealing another quick kiss before she could protest.

She laughed, leaning into his side as they sat back down on the bench. "You're lucky I do."

"I know," he said, draping the scarf more securely around them both. "Now, how about we enjoy the snow for a bit before you make me some hot cocoa? With extra marshmallows, of course. Pleaaaase?"

"Fine," She said, chuckling.

With a contented sigh, Aly rested her head on his shoulder. The snow fell softly around them, and the world felt perfectly still as they shared the quiet moment together.