Drake wrapped his hand in gauze and tape, hoping that the injury will heal soon. Lucifer put an arm around him. "Don't worry. I won't let him touch you ever again," Lucifer whispered. Drake clenched his hand and started crying. This was very surprising to Lucifer. Lucifer had never seen Drake cry. Drake was always the tough one. Whether it be when he's helping someone or standing up for the people he loved. Drake's tears rolled down his cheeks and fell to the ground. Lucifer quickly pulled out a handkerchief and gave it to Drake. He wiped away his tears. "Thank you. It's not normal for me to cry like that," Drake said, wiping away the tears. He stood up and walked out of the room. Lucifer sat there, staring at the handkerchief. Lucifer quickly ran into the other room and embraced Drake. "Thank you for standing up for me. I may be a wimp, and a loser, and a lot of other things, but what I could do was stand up for you. It was only fair that I stood up for you in your times of need," Lucifer said. Drake smiled and hugged him back. Jerry just watched, a single tear running down his face. After a while, Drake said his final goodbyes. "I must be leaving. I have to get to my house before it gets evicted. I haven't paid my bills," Drake snickered. Lucifer laughed. Drake started walking away before turning around and waving. Lucifer waved back. He was happy, but secretly, he had some unfinished business to attend to.
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The lovers of Hell
RomanceLucifer, ruler of Hell, the fallen angel, is tired of torturing souls and wants to do something else for a change. So, he goes to a hotel and pub that separates the Underworld, ruled by Hades, and Hell, ruled by Lucifer. After a few drinks, he gets...
