Aaron woke up at the sound of his alarm. It was a high-pitched tone that Aaron had started using a few months back and probably others would not notice if it sounded. He was trying to get used to waking up by barely ever hear sounds to improve his hunting skills and he thought that it was working. Still, upon hearing it, he buried his head into his pillow, muffling a yawn before turning his head slightly to the side and cracking one eye open. He guided his hand towards his phone and turned the alarm off, returning his face to the soft cushion as he sighed. Lucifer wasn't next to him in the bed. There weren't any crinkles on the sheets or sounds coming from the kitchen, either. It seemed that he hadn't returned home.