Lucifer Fanfiction

Asshole twin brother (21)

"Go back to bed Darling. You need to rest", Lucifer explained as Chloe stepped out of his bedroom. One look from him said it all but she wasn't just going to leave him.
"Micheal right?", Chloe said in confirmation, pointing him until she looked at Amenadiel who nodded his head. She narrowed her eyes at him, walking slowly towards him in predatory steps (probably well learned from Lucifer).

"You have no idea the mess you have caused. I don't know how you did it or what you want from me or Lucifer. You caused havoc in Lucifer's life just because you thought you were better than him. I was going to give you the benefit of the doubt but you just don't deserve it. The self-served, manipulative asshole" she scowled in a new tone than before: lethal and angry.
"Although, I do know one thing. You are lonely and you need a friend but you're not going to get one here." Getting close to his retched smirk and whispering into his ear, she mumbled, "You aren't worthy enough".

You could see the anger bubbling in the man's face as he practically went red but before he could say anything else, she hit him in the balls, making him groan and double over in pain. Backing away she gave him the middle finger and kissed her lover, Lucifer, on the way out. Lucifer whistled, a cheeky smirk on his face as she walked back to the bedroom, probably to get dressed for the day or even go back to bed. As Micheal recovered, the brothers didn't even notice that Amenadiel left and Azreal were long gone before that. Let's just say the brothers that were scolding each other, often did.

"I want you out", Lucifer boomed, bringing Micheal back to reality, who was still in pain. Micheal made a grunting noise in protest but made no effort to argue, taking the elevator down and leaving Lux completely. Grabbing a drink from his bar, Lucifer made his way towards the couch, sat down, and released an exaggerated sigh. Not long after, Chloe came out still dressed in his shirt and some oversized basketball shorts he used to wear.

"Are you okay?", she asked, clearly concerned as she sat on his lap, legs on either side of him. He nodded as a response, keeping quiet and focusing on the small patterns he was tracing on her right thigh. She lifted his chin so he would look at her and the Devil looked like he was going to cry. Chloe pouted, hating that he was feeling like this. Like he wasn't worthy enough for her.
"No you're not", she explained as she embraced him in a hug. He immediately responded by gripping his hands around her back, making sure she couldn't be closer but was sure he wasn't hurting her.
"You can talk to me you know", she said in a hushed whisper. She felt him nod on her shoulder and whispered: "You're so sexy" while groaning. Hands going down to her butt to grab it. Pulling away, she laughed at the change of subject, whipping away the tears that were currently gliding down his face with her thumb. He smiled, hearing that rich, pure laugh. She was the only thing that could cheer him up from a type of thing like this.

"Should we head for the shower to start the day off?", she asked him and he nodded. Climbing off of him, she made her way towards the shower, dragging him along with her. Lucifer ran in front and picked her, hoisting her over his shoulders and making her squeal. After the rush of the stunt, she giggled at his actions and the smile on his face brightened.

As they arrived at the shower, Chloe hopped in first, letting the water drip from her body before Lucifer climbed in behind her, hugging her waist. He grabbed the shampoo, pumped some into his hand, and massaged it into her scalp. She moaned at the feeling, relaxing under the work of his fingertips. She did the same to him after he was done, working the shampoo into his scalp as he relaxed more and more with her next to him.

When they washed out all of the shampoo from their hairs and got out to get dressed, Lucifer put on his signature suit while Chloe put on some jeans and a loose top for the day to come. She walked out of the bathroom to find Lucifer scrolling through his phone, squinting at specific options of whatever he was looking at. Pulling his gaze up, he saw Chloe and immediately put his phone in his back pocket, standing up and asking: "Wanna go for some breakfast? I know a great place not far from here that does delicious waffles and pancakes. The owner owes me a favor", he smiled.
"Sure", she replied, narrowing her eyes at him, showing her suspicion. He instantly averted his eyes towards the bar and grabbed a quick drink of his favourite, expensive whiskey before heading out of the penthouse with Chloe.

"Come on then. Chop, chop!", he said excitedly as he opened the passenger door for her to get into his black, sleek Corvet. She giggled and asked: "What's the rush?". He went silent for a moment before shrugging his shoulders and shutting the car door behind her.

Jumping into the driver's seat, he made sure Chloe had her seat belt on and buckled on the break, causing the wheels to spin smoke before anything else. Driving down the surprisingly not busy LA streets, they saved loving glances at each other, causing them both to smile cheekily when the other wasn't looking. Arriving at the small coffee shop Lucifer said was all positive and no negative, Chloe looked around and it wasn't what she expected. There wasn't anything odd however it was the same coffee shop she used to go to with her dad.

Memories came surfacing and as her eyes began to tear, she hugged him.

Author's note:

My motivation- Non existent
My Internet is being weird :/