Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

➸ Lonely Nights ➸ Lucifer

You wait for your Devil to return home from work, but you highly doubt he'll come while you are still up. He hasn't come home in a decent time since the apocalypse started and the Winchesters are on his ass trying to kill him and put him back into the cage. You hate those Winchesters for trying to kill your Luci. He just has had some problems with his Father.

You sit there on your couch staring at your turned off TV waiting- no hoping for Lucifer to come home. You can hear your grandfather clock tick with each passing minute in the quiet house. You start to wonder if he will even come home at all. You glance over at your digital clock to see it turn to 1 a.m. in the morning. The air was so quiet you could hear little noises and static, it felt suffocating. It felt like the dead silent air was pressing against your head.

You get up from the couch and walk to your neighboring kitchen. You go to the medicine cabinet trying to look for pills to take for your headache. You take two pills of pain relief medicine and decide that it's time for you to go bed. Since, obviously, Luci isn't coming home tonight.

You walk upstairs to your bedroom and was about to get into your bed when you remember you are still in your day clothes. You walk over to your dresser and take out a pair of a matching tank top and  shorts set. You slip into them and you feel like you could cry, but you suck the sob in instead. You walk over to your bed and take a deep breath before hiding yourself under the covers.

You just lay there for the longest while because you couldn't sleep without him holding you. You look over at the clock on your nightstand and see it's now 2am. Your headache has gone away so that was something, but there was still a suffocating silence in the air. After awhile you just stare at the white blank ceiling not trying to sleep anymore.

An uneasy feeling begins to fill your being as you begin thinking maybe he is late because he is in trouble instead of just being late. A pit starts to form at the bottom of your stomach that he is in trouble and the Winchesters finally got him. Images of him trapped into the cage cause the pit to grow in your stomach. You dig yourself deeper into the covers and try to calm your erratic breathing. Tears dot your eyes as all you can think of is Luci being gone and never telling him one last goodbye or I love you.

Then a pair of hands slip around your waist. You instantly know it's him and lean into him. The pit in your stomach turns into butterflies. You start to breathe regularly and the tears in your eyes dry up.

"I've missed you," You whisper out as Luci breathes near your ear and kisses the shell of your ear. "I thought you were in trouble and that Winchesters put you into the cage."

"I missed you more, love. And don't worry those brothers will never take me away from you," He whispers to you as he turns you around. You stare into his blue eyes and find peace with your erupting emotions. His eyes sparkles as he moves your y/h/c hair out of your eyes. You smile as you soon become tired and worried free. "I'm sorry I've haven't been around, y/n. Damn demons are so hard to deal with."

You kiss his cheek and put your head on his chest. You smile as you hear his heart beating. He's alive and he's yours. He may be the freakin devil or the first fallen angel of God but he is all yours. Yours to keep for the rest of your days.

"Don't worry, Luci. I understand well most of the time," You snuggle into his chest and he wraps his arms around your waist harder. "As long as you're mine, I'm alright if you stay out for a certain amount of time. I'm just tired I'm going to sleep," You mutter and close your eyes.

"Of course go to sleep, love. I'll be here when you wake up." Lucifer says and brings your head up to his and he kisses your forehead. "Sweet dreams, y/n."

You snuggle your face into Lucifer's chest more, if that's even possible, and he lays his head on yours. You let out a breath with your eyes closed and you feel safe. You feel safe and you know he will be there when you wake up, even if it's 2 in the afternoon. You smile remembering when you two use to do that all the time before the apocalypse started.

"Don't worry, love. We'll be doing this more often." He whispers to you as you drift off to sleep in his arms.

➸ Edited.