SPN Oneshots

SPN Fluff Prompt (#3.)

Fluff Prompt #3.
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"It says in the Bible to only think about what's pure and lovely... So I've been thinking about you all day long."

"You've got everything I've been looking for, and trust me, I've been looking for a long time."

"Not to be dramatic, but I think you're the answer to my prayers."

((Based around a Female ||Hunter|| reader. Lucifer.))
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Lucifer was a character, alright.

Definitely one of the more hazardous ones made by Chuck himself and plopped onto our floating space rock, but he's certainly an interesting character at that.

You would like to think the big and almighty Sky-Man, or Chuck as he liked to be called, made him that way to add a little more pizazz to this world. He, in fact, did not.

He certainly added that pizazz though, you'll give him that much.

As of late, he made it solely his and only his business to drive the whole bunker up the walls, especially targeting the boy-toys. -As you had liked to call them.

Today, though, just had to be different.

While you didn't care to put absolutely any trust in Lucifer's person, you had an unspoken agreement of peace with each other.

Until today, apparently, it just had to expire..

As well as your temper and patience with the said celestial.

His latest get up was harassing you with THE most corny pickup lines you could ever dream of. And you dreamed a lot thanks to the last Djinn hunt you 'partook' in. Unwillingly, actually.

"If I had a nickel for every time I saw someone as beautiful as you, I'd still only have five cents."

You sighed, hiding the smallest smile mustered behind your hand. You really didn't want to give him any satisfaction of seeing the effect he truly had.

It wasn't often anyone had ever paid you such positive attention. A job like this was especially unkind.

"Okay, I'll give that one to you. That's something I haven't actually heard before.. Surprisingly. Clever."

He threw his hands in the air, giving himself a high-five. 'Kaching' he would say.

That was another thing that drove you balls to the walls. His constant referencing to children's movies, despite his utter hatred for the little ones.

You suspected he was jealous of them. He would never verify that, though.

"Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I do another lap?"

He smirked, his usual sinister smile making an unwanted appearance. If only sheer gazes could kill, he'd be Medusa and you a stone statue,

"Go ahead and do that lap. Maybe you'll find that the answer is once again, 'no'."

"Ouch, babe. Right through my stony heart."

He clasped his hands over where his vessels own heart would be, pouting a faked grimace.

"From how many times I stabbed you there, you'd think there wouldn't be one to find."

"Oh. OH! I've got a good one, listen here.."

He curls his hand into a fist and coughs into it.

"Would you mind giving me a pinch? You're so cute, I must be dreaming."

"I've done a lot more than pinch you."

He shivers in mock.

"Oh, you make me so tingly, Y/N! Do that again."