Lucifer Fanfiction

An angel's seething temper (20)

When Chloe awake from her light slumber, she noticed the Devil himself was laying beside her shirtless, asleep, mouth slightly ajar. She traced his jawline with her fingertip lightly, trying not to wake him from his own slumber. He hummed at the feeling of the small caresses and his still, brown eyes fluttered open to see her blue, ocean orbs.

"Morning beautiful", he said, a small smirk pulling at his perfect features.
"Morning, you handsome Devil", she replied back, giggling softly from his words. He hummed in approval, reaching a hand over to her face, stroking it tenderly, showing his affection in such a simple touch.

Ruining their precious moment, Chloe began to feel nauseous, just like before. Clutching her stomach, she managed to unleash herself from the covers and make it to the bathroom in time. Hurling into the bathroom toilet, Lucifer followed close behind and sat down, rubbing her back when she tried to throw up again. Placing her head again, on the side of the toilet, she breathed through her mouth and out her nose, controlling it temporarily.

"Are you okay?", he asked, breaking the silence but keeping the small rhythm of circles on her back. She nodded and turned, while slowly wiping her mouth with her sleeve. As they both sat against the large bathtub, she cuddled into Lucifer's side while he rubbed the side of her arm to try and gain some comfort for her. She groaned in his arms, instantly regretting moving too fast. His phone eventually off breaking the silence and he gently grabbed her shoulders, affectively pulling her up and guiding her back to the bedroom. Placing her onto the bed, he quickly grabbed his phone and then sat beside her again, giving her small sorrowful looks as he answered the phone, not giving any notice who it actually was.

"Yes. I'm busy at the moment. Make it quick", he said in a scolding tone, already wanting to get back to the women still in his arms.
"I got the bastard", said the voice from the other side, and he instantly recognising it as Maze.
"Bring him up to the penthouse. I would like to have a word. Feel free to join", he explained, a malicious smirk on his face thinking about all of the things he was going to do to his asshole twin brother and how he would now pay him back for everything he had done. Hanging up, he looked at Chloe to notice that she had dosed off again. Picking her up, he placed her under the covers, allowing her to get comfortable with the silk sheets.

The penthouse elevator dinged and Micheal was thrown out of it with so much frantic force, he nearly fell over himself. He stood, slightly slanted, and dusted himself off. When they saw each other, Micheal smirked at him, clearly making an effort at trying to piss him off. Lucifer just scowled, ready to get this over and done with so he could go back to the love of his life but he would have to find out what he did to her first...

"Brother!", Micheal smirked at him, "To what do I owe the pleasure of this conversation?" He asked.
"Tell me what you did to her", he said predatorily, eyes squinted into glaring snakes as he moved forward in a protective stance in front of the bedroom.
"Your little human detective? Well, I guess you could say she is paying for your undoing", he explained. Lucifer glanced back at the bedroom opening before turning his attention back to his brother.

Only blood related them.

"Oh, I get it. You want to save her and she's in there", he laughed in Lucifer's face, thinking he was delusional to go as far as caring for a human. Chloe groaned softly in her sleep, confirming her presence.
"Do you think she's having a sex dream? I wonder who it's about? You or me?", Micheal vocalised, spitting his words in his brother's face.

You could practically see Lucifer go red, seething with anger as he ran towards Micheal, pinning him to the nearest wall, hanging him by the neck. His hands went straight to Lucifers as if it would help to try and loosen them. Lucifer only tightened them around his neck, making Micheal struggle under his grip.

Hearing two large gusts of wind from the balcony penthouse, he turned his head sideways as to acknowledge the beings presence. Azreal and Amenadiel averted their wings back into their backs as they landed.

"What's this about brother?", Amenadiel asked as he looked at the scene before him.
"He did something to Chloe", Lucifer replied back, trying to resist the urge to squeeze the life out of his twin right there.
"What happened to Chloe?", he asked back.
"He's poisoned her or something. She keeps having hallucinations and throwing up", Lucifer explained, not taking his gaze off the brother in front of him.

As he thought about it, his grip on his brother's neck tightened involuntarily, Micheal now struggling to even breathe at this point.
"Let go of him Lucifer", Amenadiel demanded. There was clear hesitation in Lucifer's actions however he did what he was told and removed the death-threatening grip on the man's neck.
"You're lucky", Lucifer whispered into Micheal's ear before turning to the bar as Azreal and Amenadiel watched the whole exchange.
"Am I? Because the last time I checked, I'm not in love with a weak human," he wheezed manically from his spot on the floor, rubbing his neck with his hand. Lucifer turned quickly, ready to pounce him again before Amenadiel was by his side and held him back from getting any closer.

"DONT YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT. YOU DONT HAVE THE ENTITLEMENT, YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS BASTARD", Lucifer screamed in Micheal's face. Micheal just laughed back.
"You think I'm scared of you?" He laughed again, more disturbingly this time, "You're a joke", he whispered.

Before he could give a scolding reply back, footsteps and a voice interrupted them from continuing.
"Lucifer, what are doing?", said the sleepy voice from behind him.