"Luci I wanted to-"
"Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat.
"It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not...
"Don't even go there Kennan," I said seriously, placing my palm over his mouth to stop him from finishing his sentence. He furrowed his eyebrows at me and licked my hand, making me grimace and pull away, wiping his saliva off with his shirt.
"I need to cut it at some point."
"It's too soft and pretty to be chopped off."
"It's getting too long babe."
"No it's not."
"Is."
"Not."
"Is."
"Not."
"I'm cutting it either way," he said with a chuckle, making me pout.
"I'll cry a lot," I whispered with a sigh.
"Boohoo."
"Okay let's compromise. I'll let you cut your hair if you dress up with me for halloween," I spoke with a hopeful glint in my eyes.
I've been thinking of halloween costume ideas since the start of the month and how cute would it be if we wore matching outfits!
"Yeah, no."
"No?"
"No."
"Oh..."
I mumbled quietly, lacing my voice in sadness and giving the puppy dog eyes.
He looked down at me with softened eyes, sighing a little and muttering a curse word under his breath. I'm telling you, puppy eyes always work in these scenarios.
"Fine. But nothing silly, okay?"
"Yay!" I cheered happily, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, squeezing him tightly. "-but I'm still not okay with you cutting your hair."
He laughed, returning the hug by placing his hands under my thighs and kissing my cheek.
"You'll barely notice it, trust me," he reassured, swaying from side to side slowly.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Smiling, I hopped out of his arms as he lead us towards the kitchen.
I slept at his place last night, wanting a change of environment after being stuck in the house for a while. Surprisingly, papa didn't mind at all and neither did my brothers. I think they've finally gotten used to the idea of Lucifer being my manfriend so don't give us any objections anymore, which is really a relief.
If I had asked to sleepover at Lucifer's a few weeks ago, they'd tell me no right away.
We've made so much progress over the last 3 or so months and I couldn't be happier.
"We need to go grocery shopping, the frige is empty," Lucifer called out and I squealed excitedly.
I don't care how old I get, food shopping will always be fun
"I'll go get ready!" I replied eagerly, hearing him chuckle as I left the kitchen. Hurrying back to his bedroom, I looked through his closet, since I have some of my clothes here already and picked out a cute outfit.
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