Deal with the Devil

WHAT!?!

Chey would curl up on the couch, eyeing the t.v. She'd put a hand on her stomach and closed her gaze before picking up her phone, calling Lucifer. Lucifer would pick up, having been working on an essay for his class and he'd sigh. "Chey-" "Lucifer I don't know..." She'd sound stressed and Lucifer would eye his paperwork. "I bought you two whole boxes, and you used them all, I'm sure it's fine.." Chey would curl her knees close. "My stomach just hurts.." Lucifer would sigh. "Do you want me to come over there..?" Chey nodded. "Yes please..." He'd hang up and grabbed his things before heading over to her dorm. He'd let himself in with the spare key he was given and eyed her. Chey would eye him and took a shakey breath. "It hurts Luci.." Lucifer would sigh. "It's going to hurt, you want me to get you pills..?" Chey would nod and held her stomach before running to the bathroom. Lucifer would shake his head and sat down on the couch for a few minutes before she came back. Chey would pout. "It's not stopping..this is the worst one yet.." Lucifer chuckled. "You've had your period before-" "But never this bad.." She'd pout more and waddled over, curling up with him. Lucifer chuckled and wrapped an arm around her. "I mean, at least Uriel will stay away.." Chey furrowed her brow. "Why?" Lucifer grinned. "Cause you're more emotional.." Chey would playfully punch his side and he'd laugh. "I'm just playing." He'd assure and she'd huff, crossing her arms. "You better be mister.." She'd stand and walked to the kitchen to take some painkillers.

*Sorry for the short chapter, been busy lately, this one was for pure fun and chuckles but the next chapter will be sure to house more plot, mainly considering Uriel and Lucifer's brotherly battle for Chey*