The sinners secret. {radioapple}

🍎Chapter 112🍎

                                 (Lucifers pov)

I sip coffee, scrolling on sinstagram.
Azzie and Sebastian are sitting across from me coloring, and Al is standing beside the coffee maker, sipping coffee of his own.
"Good morning peeps!" Adam walks in, sitting down.
"Hi adam!" Sebastian yells.
"Wuzzup little peep. It's quiet."
"Daddy and papa are both quiet before coffee. They won't let me drink any though." Azzie says.
"You terrorize people without it little dude."
"Did yall see the group chat. Ozzie said 33 angels are down,"
"Yeah." Al answers, looking at me.
He definitely knows I took part in it.
Does he know I know what he did though?
I take a sip of my coffee.
Maybe if I wouldn't have made him softer he would have been to altruistic to care.
He wouldn't have harmed himself..
He isn't used to these feelings and whats worse is i cant even be here to help him through them.
I'm a terrible fiance..
"Babe, can we talk, please?"
I look up at him.
"Uh-..yeah."
I get up and take his hand, him teleporting to the both of us to his old office.
Clicking the lock and hugging me.
"I'm sorry."
I hug him back.
"Sorry for what?"
"You wouldn't go doing something so stupid for no reason."
He lets go, pulling up his sleeves.
I watch as his ears drop, his expression full of pain.
I swallow as I look at the scars.
"How long has this been happening?"
"I..don't know."
"How long."
He swallows, breaking eye contact.
"Couple days after you gave me the phone."
"Why didn't you tell me.."
"I don't know. I just felt.."
"Bad. I know. I get it. I have golden blood so you can't see mine. But it's new to you."
"What.?"
"Before we met. I haven't done it since. But I need you to promise me that you won't do this anymore."
"I-.."
Pulling him by the collar down toward him, I look directly into his eyes.
"Promise me."
"I promise you..I'm sorry..no more."
I give him a kiss, quick and gentle.
"Blood." I say.
"What-..?"
"You don't need to be looking at those. And I don't want you to. So drink some."
He hesitates.
Sliding his hand behind my neck and gently bites down.
"Mm.."
I slide my hands up the back of his neck, my fingers sliding into his hair.
He kisses my neck.
He's always down that.
He kisses each mark he leaves as if they're never gonna go away.
It's almost a ritual.
"From now on, I want you to text me when you can't understand what you're feeling." I say, resting my forehead against his.
"Okay."

(I legit can't tell if that makes sense i'm tipsy asf rn......I MIGHT BE BACK I JUST DIDNT WANNA LEAVE YLAL HANGING TONIGHT)