spn smut ? but not the whole time yk

𖤐Chapter Three𖤐

'most of this episode is just cute fluff with Lonnalie and Lucifer

they're my cutie patooties bro oml <3'

Lonnalie woke with a terrible, pounding headache. He sat up and checked his surroundings. Most of it was fire and smoke. It took him less than a second to figure out where he was. 
"No." He murmured and looked to the sky. All the clouds down here were dark and sad. Had God really shoved him? Why would he do that if he'd just helped Lonnie? Had he been lying? Well, ofcourse he was lying you idiot. He pushed you down to Hell. He didn't want you. 
With a frusterated groan, Lonnalie stood to his feet. "Fucking asshole." He cursed and kicked a rock. When his leg lifted off the ground, his head began to spin. "Oh" He mumbled. "That's not good." He brought his hands up to his head and felt heat. He was burning up. And there was something else. Rain? Mud? He checked his hands and saw blood. His face dropped. "Ah shit." With an annoyed shake of his head, he dismissed the wound. Still pissed and holding a grudge. The hurt bubbled up faster than the rage though. So alligator tears came first. "What is the matter with you?!" He shouted up at the sky. "I know you can hear me, asshole! What was that? Why'd you push me!?" He screamed. Demanding an answer of some sort. His hands balled into fists. "I hate you!" He hollered up into the clouds. "I hope you suffer! I hope you lose everything you love!" He sniffled, tears welling up and blurring his vision. he tried wiping them away but more came. Staining his face. "You bastard." He murmured softly. His shoulders shook and he sank to his knees. "I hate you." Though he wasn't left alone for long with his thoughts and feelings. 
His head snapped up when he heard footsteps. A few people dressed in uniform rushed his way. He scrambled to get to his feet and bumped into one of them. They seized his arms. "Hey! Get off me, assholes." He struggled against them and managed to pull free just as another was reaching out for him. He grabbed their arm and launched them into the guard behind him. Then he heard a sickening thwack. His eyes rolled back. And the lights went out. 

Lonnalie groaned and rolled over, hands feeling around at the soft texture beneath him. Wait a minute. His brows furrowed. I don't remember this. His eyes squinted open. He was on a bed. 
"Well goodmorning, sleepyhead." A voice stated. He shot up, alert and ready to swing. "Whoa whoa, now! Calm down. It's just me." Lonnalie was breathing hard and had his arm wound back. His hand balled into a fist. "Put that down." The man said and Lonnalie gulped. "Mm-mm." 
"Kid, I'm telling you right now, you can't hurt me. Put the hand down." He gave the man a look and crinkled his nose. Then he lowered his fist into his lap. "Who are you?" He demanded. "Whoa! Gabe was right. You really are a force to recon with, hm?"
"Gabe?" Lonnie tilted his head. The dirty blonde nodded. "My brother. Angel. Daddy's second favourite but not really." 

"Gabriel is your brother?" 

"Bingo." He made finger guns and pretend shot Lonnie with them. Lonnalie raised a brow. Not believing a word. Gabriel didn't have a brother in -- 
"Oh my gods!" He yelped and scrambled back on the bed. "Careful, careful! You might --" Lonnalie hands felt air and he fell off the bed. Hitting the floor with a dull thud. "Fall." The man grumbled and crossed his left leg over his right. "You really don't listen either." He murmured. 
"Ow." Lonnalie grumbled, rubbing his head. Wait. He felt all over his head. The wounds were gone. He wasn't bleeding anymore. He peeked over the bed, at the man. "You're Lucifer, the Archangel?" 
"Wow, haven't gotten that one in awhile. Most people just scream 'Ah demon!' or 'oh no Lucifer, king of hell!' it does get annoying so I thank you for calling me an angel." Lonnie nodded. "Sure thing." He climbed back into his spot on the bed, crisscrossing his legs Indian Style. "So, what am I doing here?" He asked, pointing to the bed but gesturing to the palace in general. "I sent my guards out for you, but they're quite hostile and not much for chitchat," He made a mouth-moving gesture with his hands. "So when they told me you fought back, I understood why. And I know how you got here too." He did a little dance, trying to amuse Lonnalie. The boy cracked a smile. It made Lucifer grin wider. "Yeah, your bastard of a father shoved me. Fuckin' asshole." His hands balled back into fists and Lucifer reached over to place a hand on his. "It's a good thing he's not here, now isn't it?"