Later that day when you got home you did what you always did when you were upset or angry and needed to channel it. You got out one of your canvases and your best paints. You made yourself a drink and got comfy on the couch as you started to paint. A little while later your phone rang. It was Lucifer. "Hey," you answered. He could pick up on your mood just by your tone.
"That bad huh?" he asked.
"Yep, Sam handled it well but you know Dean," you said.
"how about I pick up dinner for us and we just spend the rest of the night inside," he suggested and you smiled.
"That sounds amazing," you said, "don't forget something sweet,".
"I'd never forget you beautiful," he replied and you couldn't fight the smile that appeared on your face. After you hung up and decided to put your painting away, for now, you went ahead and picked a movie and had two glasses and a bottle of fancy cider ready on the table when Lucifer arrived with Chinese takeout and a chocolate cheesecake.
"Oh nice choices," you said giving him a hello kiss.
"Just let me grab a quick shower and we'll eat beautifully," he said placing the food on the counter in the kitchen.
"Hm, feel like some company for the shower?" you asked with an innocent smile on your face.
"Lead the way gorgeous," he said as you took his hand and headed for the bathroom. After your much needed shower, you two got comfy on the couch and enjoyed dinner. You two were cuddled up watching the movie. "I think since you took a big step today that it's my turn to take one," Lucifer said. You shifted so you can look at him.
"What step are you thinking of taking?" you asked.
"Well you finally faced your brothers and told them about me," he said kissing the back of your hand softly, "so I think I need to finally face my past. I'm gonna go to the book event,". You sit up and took his hands in yours. "I'll be right there with you," you said before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
A few days later Lucifer was at work. It had been a busy day. Cars seemed to show up one after another but he didn't mind. He could use the money. "Shurley!" Bobby called, "Come in my office for a moment!". Lucifer grabbed his grease rag to wipe his hands as he hurried into Bobby's office.
"Yeah Bobby?" he asked leaning against the door frame.
"Why don't go on home for the day?" Bobby suggested. Lucifer was a little confused.
"Why should I go home?" he asked.
"Your father is coming in with a car," he said, "I didn't think you'd want to be around him,".
"I can just hang out in the crew room until he leaves," Lucifer said as there was a knock on the door.
"Hey Bobby," Dean greeted before he spotted Lucifer. Lucifer just looked back.
"I'll go see about the last few cars Bobby," he said as he went to leave.
"Shurley wait," Dean ordered, "we need to talk,".
"We really don't Dean," he said.
"Yes we do," he said anger clear in his tone, "I want you to leave my little sister alone,".
"Nort gonna happen," Lucifer said standing his ground.
"You will leave my little sister alone!" he ordered getting in Lucifer's face, "she can do better than some ex-con loser like you!". Against every fiber of Lucifer's body telling him to fight back he just took a slow breath.
"You know what Bobby?" he said stepping back from Dean with a smile, "I think I will take the rest of the day off. My girlfriend hasn't been feeling well so I should be taking care of her," with that he headed out.
"You just wait you son of a bitch!" Dean said going after him but Bobby stopped him by pushing him back into the office.
"That's enough Dean!" Bobby said making him sit down.
"No Bobby I don't like this!" Dean said running his hand through his hair, "He is not right for her!" "Dean you don't even know them together so you can't really make that call," Bobby pointed out as he leaned against his desk.
"I don't need to know them together!" he said standing up, "I know him and he is not good enough for Y/N!" he stormed out as Bobby just shook his head. You were sound asleep on your couch when the sound of a slamming door woke you up. You looked around but didn't see anyone. You figured maybe it was from Lucifer's apartment so you got up and walked out into the hall. You knocked on the door.
"Babe?" you called, "are you home?" He opened the door and you could tell he was a little upset. "What's wrong?" you asked caressing his cheek.
"You're brother stopped by the shop today," he explained, "got in my face. I walked away so nothing happened,". You sighed.
"I'm sorry," you said, "he can be a jerk,".
"Y/N are you sure you want me to come between you and your family?" he asked. You took his hand and sit down on the couch with him.
"Lucifer, you are not coming between me and my family in any way. If my brother can't accept you that's his issue. I love you, and thats all that matters,". He pulled you into his lap and hugged you close as he kissed your cheek.
"I love you too," he said as he gently rubbed your stomach, "are you feeling any better?".
"Still a little bleh, but yeah a little bit,". He gently swept you up bridal style causing you to giggle a little as he carried you back to your apartment. After making sure you were comfortable on the sofa he headed into the kitchen to make you some soup as you watched TV. The next day when lunchtime rolled around you barged into Sam's office where you knew Dean would be. "We need to talk," you said, "now,".
"Y/N don't start," he said rolling his eyes.
"Don't start!" you crossed your arms, "you started when you got up in Lucifer's face yesterday while he was at work!".
"Really Dean?" Sam shook his head.
"I can't help it!" he said, "Y/N he's bad news,".
"No Dean, you just like almost everyone else in this town are too busy kissing his dad's ass to see beyond what his dad has made him out to be. I'm telling you this one more time. Back off or we will no longer be talking," and with that you stormed out.
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Supernatural One Shots Book 3
Fanfictionso by this time I've written over 400 spn stories. Give or take because some of them have been series with more than one part. I've enjoyed it all. It's hard to believe I'm now on my third book of stories. I have my loyal readers to thank for it. I...