|Accidentally in love| Lucifer x Reader

One night 🍋 - Chapter 1

In a flashing moment, Saint Peter had sent me down to hell. I don't remember much, but what I do remember was flying across the road while on my motorcycle. Safe to assume I fucking died in a crash. As I looked towards the skies above me I noticed a bar. "Cheap Booze" said the sign, with a swift movement I walk into the bar.

The moment I stepped inside, the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and the low hum of conversation. I found myself a seat at the bar, feeling strangely out of place yet oddly at home amidst the chaos. Hell wasn't much different from Earth.
"What can I get ya'?" The bartender infront of me asked.

"Vodka Tonic." I replied, the man then turned around getting my drink. The man slid the drink across the table to me. The drink was refreshing, I don't have a wallet. I can't pay for this shit. Suddenly ,, his presence commanding attention without a word spoken.

"Mind if I sit?" he asked, his voice smooth as velvet. I turned to look at him, my curiosity piqued.

"Sure," I stated, waving my hand towards the seat next to me . The figure slid onto the stool beside me. The man was short with pale skin, he had the rosiest cheeks I had ever seen, not to mention he was handsome. For a demon of course. "How long you been in hell?" I asked taking a sip of my drink.

"Heh, you're new here huh?" The man laughs, he snapped at the bartender. The bartender later came out with a drink.

"Oh, was that rude? I dropped down here, like... 12 minutes ago." I cackled looking over to him.

"And the bar is where you go first?" The man huffed taking another sip of his drink. "You seem like my exact kinda gal."

"Well if an alcoholic is your type, I guess I'm your girl." I smiled and put my hand out. "Y/n." The man shook my hand and smiled.

"Lucifer, but you can call me Luci ." I thought to myself for a while.

"As in, fallen angel from the Bible?" I questioned turning towards Lucifer.

"Uhh, no- nope. My parents...were odd?"
I shrugged my shoulders, he sounded as if he didn't know what he was talking about. Lucifer tapped the table infront of us. "Hey, get this little lady a drink." Lucifer looks over to you "vodka tonic?"

"You know what, get me tequila. Since Luci here's paying, bring me a whole bottle."

"Who said I was paying?" Lucifer smiled. My face just stood serious. "I'm joking y/n, you got a phone number?"

"Again I dropped here like, what? 15 minutes ago. No phone." I laughed looking over to him.

"Right" We began to talk, the words flowing freely between us. The more we talked, the more we got drunk, and the more we got drunk, the more we flirted. "So you died in a motorcycle."

"No dipshit, ON a motorcycle, but Yep last thing I remember was flying over a car, then landing here." I was drunk as shit. "How'd you die?"
Lucifer seemed nervous.
"Oh you know, the usual...I killed three bears and a snake ate me."

"That was the dumbest shit I've ever heard"
We burst out laughing.
Before i knew it, we were both laughing, the sound echoing through the bar as we shared stories and exchanged jokes. The hours passed in a blur, the world outside fading away as we became lost in each other's company.

"So what's your story?" Lucifer asks slurring his speech.

"I don't have a story, I'm just a girl in a bar." I giggled, gazing into his eyes. Lucifer laughed getting closer to me.

"Well then, I'm just a guy in a bar." Lucifer stands up from his stool and leans closer to my ear. "Let's get outta here, hmm?" Lucifer puts and hand out.