"Oh, he's so adorable and icky," I murmur as the nurse cleans our son.
Lucifer let out a laugh, "Icky?"
"He's covered in blood and gunk."
"I mean, yeah but, he's perfect." Lucifer stood up and kissed the top of my head before being held our son who was now wrapped in a blue blanket. He came and sat on the bed and held me him. "See, he's perfect."
I cradled him in my arms and a huge smile spread across my face. Our baby boy. "I love you, Lucifer," I tell him, looking up at him with tears in my eyes. "Thank you for knocking me up."
He chuckled and shook his head. "Thank you for letting me knock you up."
"We're weird, aren't we?"
"Of course we aren't, what are you talking about, huh?"
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The Mystery Man | completed
Kurzgeschichten"What happened? Are you okay?" "It was weird, it was as if I was dancing with Lucifer himself." ~ In which a girl believes she has met Lucifer, the Devil. --- COVER CREDIT: peakybooo (give her some love, she's honestly an amazing person) Highest ran...
