Fallen. {lutexadam}

🦆Chapter 3🦆

(Lutes pov)

I sit down at the meeting table, it's been about a month since the last one.
"Alright, Lute this will effect you the most."
"What?"
Sera hands me a paper.
"You're doing the redemption thing????"
The angels all start whispering.
"Settle down, I am doing the redemption plan with Lucifer morningstar, all exterminators will be cleansing their souls by helping redeemed souls. Lute you will be working head to head with emily and sir pentious." Sera begins.
I groan.
"You will also be taking adams place, which as we are aware you do his paperwork and made sure his tasks were completed anyways."
"I fucking hate this." I mutter, standing to leave.
"You must accept it lute. Storming off won't make him come back."
Tears form in my eyes, "you hated him. Don't tell me how to feel about this."
I walk out, going back home.
Our..home.
He was insistent on us living together because of my position as his lieutenant.
But regardless of that...he treated me differently.
Behind closed doors..

"𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞!!!" 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬.
𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭.
𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧.
𝐀 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧.
"𝐮𝐡- 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐫-!"
"𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤. "𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤."
"𝐨𝐡- 𝐮𝐡- 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲."
𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠.

I wipe my tears, climbing into his bed.
The bed he was most vulnerable in.

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭.
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.
"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞." 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬.
𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫.
"𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰."
𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦.
𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬.

I pull the covers over my head, sobbing into the pillow that still smells like his shampoo.
Apples and cinnamon.
Mixing with his bourbon and firewood cologne.
He always smelled so good, even for a man covered in the blood of sinners.
I miss him so much.
My stomach hurts.
My body aches.
I can't be okay with this..