Soul mates? (✔️)

Your joking right?

Our house smells of brownies and frosting so I assume lucifers having a diva moment with Michael. Throughout the two years lucifer and Michael have been together, lucifer and him have done these diva moments which consist of brownies, major make-out sessions, and a pile of blankets on our couch that Michael, periodically, will jump out of scaring the hell out of me and gabe. I walk up stairs ignoring the diva moment and trying to tune out the Taylor swift duets being sung by lucifer and Michael while simultaneously trying to figure out my algebra homework. After and hour or so gabe comes home all smiley. I give him a weird look but he ignores me and keeps walking toward his room. I eat some leftover steak that dad had headed up for dinner with a couple of twizzlers and head upstairs my mind on my tomorrows thing with Dean. I'm really excited to find out who my soulmate is though. But for now I fall asleep with foresty-green eyes bouncing about my skull

I wake up the next morning to gabe yelling at lucifer to turn down the music because it's only 1 pm. 1pm...... I shoot out of bed, I only have 5 hours to get ready to hang out with Dean for my birthday. I run downstairs getting a happy birthday from my father chuck, while passing through the kitchen, and jump into the back yard where lucifer a blasting 80's music.
"Luci I need your immediate assistance NOW!" I demand.
"Jeez, calm down, what's the sitch little bro?" He answers using slang that reminds me of Kim possible.
"I'm uh- hanging out with some one tonight I don't know if you would call it-"
"AHH IM SO GLAD YOU CAME TO ME!!" Lucifer is practically jumping so high I'm afraid we'll have to sign him up for nasa space training. I calm him down enough for him to go into date-soldier mode. He picks me up bridal style, and carries me to his room. He sets me down and grabs a bag filled with random stuff. He pulls out some shampoo and conditioner, a 'major tangle' brush, a blow-dryer, and some old-spice body wash. He picks me up again and brings me to the bathroom, he tells me to wash up while he picks out some outfits. Before he leaves he asks where we're going and I answer the roadhouse and a bowling alley. I shut the door and strip off my clothes, I look into the mirror, I have a scrape on the side of my face from when Crowley pushed me the other day. My cheeks were tinged red from the times I've walked home over the past couple weeks. I take out my piercings and hop into the shower. About 20 minutes later lucifer is banging on the door like zombies are after him. I hop out and dry off leaving a towel around my waist I run to my room, put in some boxers before lucifer barges in with 3 pairs of ripped jeans, a couple of lip rings and snake bites, 5 band tee's, and two plaid overshirts. He grabs the hairbrush and the blow-dryer and starts to do my hair.  Once he make it all neat he takes his hand and messes it all up to make my hair look like 'sex hair' as he calls it.
"why did you do that luci?"
"Cause' it will make you look hot for your date, now black, navy blue, or acid wash jeans?"he insists.
"Black?" I answer meekly. He apparently already has an outfit to go with what ever color I picked cause he shoves me and ACDC tee, a blue plaid overshirt, and my silver lip ring with my silver snakebites, he gives me a pair of dark-grey converse and take a picture.

(Lucifer pov)
He looks amazing for his date and it's all because of me, I'm amazingly flawless, now I'm gonna go call micha and tell him how amazing I am to my younger sibs

(Back to cas' pov)
He starts crying dramatically about how he did a great job making me look fabulously chic, and leaves the room talking about how he's gonna go call Michael. I roll my eyes and plot down at my desk, I look at the clock and sigh only two more hours till I can hang with Dean, on our non-date.

It's Presidents' Day, 2019. I'm at home rn. I was able to have a 6 day weekend.
-Milo