{Lute x Fem! Reader}

The Cat's out of the bag...

[SWITCHING TO 1ST PERSON] 

I could see Lute tense up. It was obvious she heard it too...

Lute muttered something under her breath, and looked over at me.

"Hey, you, keep quiet. If those angels figure out it was me I'll end up like fuckin' Vaggie...."

I know that name...Vaggie! Vaggie was Charlies girlfriend! I have to ask, what did she mean? Vaggie couldn't have been an angel...I could've sworn she was a sinner...

"What happened to her?" I looked to Lute. "Tch, some angel I used to work with. She spared someone and got her wings ripped right off. And got stabbed in the eye. And I refuse to end up like her..."

I cross my arms and look away. Maybe it was another Vaggie?

"Last time I checked she started dating Lucifers daughter. Traitor..."

Nope. Definitely the Vaggie I know. 

And I'm choosing not to point out she's sparing me...

CLICK

Oh no.

The door creaks open and I see Lute freeze, grabbing her spear. But then...her face drops and she looks like she just saw a ghost...

Some guy opens the door and looks down at me, then Lute.

"Lute? The fuck you doin' in here?"

Lute looks to me then the rando angel.

"Uhm..." Lute hesitates, I don't think she knew what she would do if someone actually got in.

"Hellloooo? Jeez, okay, so we gotta go. We got like thirty minutes left, and...
Sorry I just really need to know why the fuck your in a closet with a living sinner-"

Lute stands and brushes off her uniform. "No reason sir." She says, inhaling sharply trying to regain composure.

"Uh...right. So...How about you kill it so we can get outta this moldy ass place. I'm STARVING."

Lute winces. "Uhm...I-It's already dead! See!" She looks at me with a; 'What are you doing, play along!' Sort of expression.

I freeze. What am I supposed to do here??? 

I shut my eyes and lean my head against the shelf and stick out my tounge. 

Lute looks pissed and unimpressed. The angel also looks unimpressed, but more so confused.

"Lute...what the fuck. Wait, are you high or somethin?"

"No! Je-... Gosh, y'know what, I'm not killing it." 

The angel freezes. "What."

"Adam, look...I...Listen, don't tell anyone, I can't kill this one...I can't."

Adam? WAIT LIKE FIRST MAN ADA-!?

"Lute, what!? No, no, no, NO. I don't want you ending up like Vaggi-"

"Then don't let me! Just...let me get away with this one sinner, please..."

Adam frowns a bit and rubs the back of his neck. "Fine. But you fuckin' owe me, bitch."

Lute seems to de-tense, and steps out of the closet. 

"Why can't you kill this one? It seems just as gross as the rest of em' to me."

"Hey, I'm not gross, asshole!" I flip him off.

"Don't test your luck little bitch." He crosses his arms and grins smugly. "I could kill you any second I wanted to."

"Sir, look, let's just go..."

"Nah, Nah I wanna know why you're stickin' your neck out for this lil' freak!"

Lute sighs. "I...I don't, know, sir...."

Adam huffs and rolls his eyes. "Whatever. Let's just go."

Lute begins following Adam to the stairwell, but not before looking back at me and smiling a bit, before turning serious and walking out of my line of sight.

{I'm exhausted...} Is all I can think. I lean my head against the shelf and my eyes begin to shut...


[IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR THIS TO COME OUT]

[BUT NOT THAT SORRY]

[Anyways you'll get another chapter this week if you're lucky.]

[Bye, cutie!~]