"You cannot do that to me."

He screamed at the "Almighty" holding his violin at the side of his body, the arc was a feet away from him, after being thrown away in rage.
He was mad, and even more than that, he was sad and jealous, feelings that no Archangel had to experience before, feelings that God gave him as a "present".

"How dare you to be unruly? To raise you voice in my presence? Who do you think you are?"

The little Archangel blushed, he was so not used to be talked and threaded like that, much less from God. He held his breath at the feeling of not being the favorite one anymore, of sharing his beloved God, with some new dumb creatures, at the probability of being a "Fallen one" because he didn't want to be at their service, at God giving him those eyes full of disappointment.

"You gave me free choice, you said I was worth of it, you gave me the feelings of mortal man, you condemned me to feel all of this horrible emotions, and you want to blame it on me? To punish me for it?"

God gaze away, it was true, he couldn't blame his beloved Lucifer, he was the only one who could ever be disobedient and still be the only owner of his heart.
He was an Archangel, a simple worthless Archangel, nothing compared to an Almighty; but still he had the power to make him incredibly weak, to make him wanting to kneel, apologize, and kiss him.

"Fer...I'm sorry that I made you feel like that. Can you play something for me? Please."

Still, the God and ruler of everything, couldn't stand the anger of his dear Lucifer, the eyes of his lover, begging him for attention, the temptation to bend over and please him.

"Fine, I'll do it, but don't ever prioritize the humans before me, ok?"

"I promise I won't, my Morning Star."

He answer, unsure of himself.
He couldn't just promise that, he wasn't sure if he could ever keep that promise.
He found himself between two of his greatest loves, but how could he say no to Lucifer?