Lucifer's angel

Chapter 4

I awoke to a cold bed. Sunlight filtered through the blinds and illuminated my clothes that littered the floor. I should have expected nothing more than a hookup and would be lying if I said I was disappointed. However, I was alone again.

With a groan I arose and dressed. I threw an oversize black sabbath shirt over my underwear and headed downstairs. When I opened my bedroom door the smell of food hit my nose as the clanging of dishes broke the silence followed by whispered curse words. I laughed to myself as I took in the scene in the kitchen.

The stove was on and bacon sizzled in a small pan. The carton of eggs was broken on the floor and the bag of flour had obviously tipped over leaving a giant cloud all over my previously clean kitchen. In the middle of the mess sat lucifer. Pancake batter was down the front of his shirt and his face was white from the flour.

I burst out laughing.

" I guess cooking is one thing I'm not good at." Lucifer groaned as I walked over to him. I reached out my hand and should have seen what would have happened next.

With a quick tug lucifer pulled me down on top of him and into the mess. I grabbed a handful of flour and face washed him which started a war. Eggs were thrown in my hair and milk was pored down his back. In a matter of minutes the fridge was empty and I was a mess.

Go breakfast we ended up having bacon and toast.

I will never let lucifer cook again.

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Authors note

Sorry for the short update. Updates should be longer and more regular as it is almost summer and school is out in oneself for me.

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