She's Got The Devil's Eyes - Deckerstar (Completed)

Chapter VIII

"Hey, are you okay?" Chloe doesn't know how but she managed to get Trixie to school and herself to work without even noticing she was driving. It had been as if one moment she got into the car and the next one she had arrived; she had been lost in her own mind for the whole duration of the trip. She had to be thankful that nothing had happened on the way there. With the little attention she had put to her driving it was a miracle that they hadn't died in a car accident.

"Uh?" She asks disoriented, turning her head to face the passenger seat. She then finds Lucifer looking at her worriedly, so she smiles to try and act as if she was okay.

"I asked you if you're okay? You drove all the way here without saying a word,"

"Uh, yeah, just... Doing a little bit of overthinking, that's all," that much was true. She was, indeed, overthinking. She was thinking about their future, about the moment Lucifer finally found out she was pregnant, about their relationship and what they would do about it at work, about the fact that she was growing a being that with only eight weeks of gestation had taken down a fully grown angel by itself. Yeah, that last one, in particular, had been the protagonist of her driving thoughts. She just hadn't had enough time to process all that happened the afternoon before, to acknowledge the fact that her unborn child had most likely saved her life.

"What about?" Lucifer sits on the passenger seat so he's facing his girlfriend, adopting a relaxed pose and waiting for Chloe to answer.

"Just... I mean, what we're gonna do with work and us... That kind of stuff," maybe that wasn't what was predominantly on her mind, but they did need to talk about it sooner or later.

"What do you want to do?" He asks then, tapping his fingers on his right leg.

"I don't know... What do you want to do?" She asks back, not wanting to be the first one to say what she thought. As always, she preferred to be reserved about her personal life at work, so the obvious answer would be to just keep their relationship quiet.

"I'm fine with whatever you want, actually," he was being pretty considerate and calm, which was so not him but still, she couldn't blame him. He had just come back from an eighty-year exile in Hell.

"Could we...? You know I like to keep things private, right?" She starts, hoping the devil won't feel bad about what she was going to suggest.

"I most certainly do," he adds a nod to his statement, reinforcing his point.

"Well, then, could we... Just keep it quiet? For now at least?" Lucifer gives her a sympathetic smile, knowing that all that was going through her mind wasn't just what they would do about their relationship with their workmates. He knew there was something else bothering her, something deeper, but he wouldn't push her. There was no need to make her feel sad.

"Of course we can, muffin," he reaches out with his right hand and interlocks his fingers with hers, squeezing lightly to reassure her. Now that he thought about it, he had never been one to be awfully aware of people's emotions, as a matter of fact, it was actually the opposite. Guess finally falling in love did change him just a tiny bit.

"Thank you, Lucifer. It means a lot," Chloe gives him a tight but genuine smile, squeezing his hand back and liking the gesture. Lucifer leans forward and softly pecks her lips, making her smile grow wider. "I love you," she confesses for the umpteenth time, growing used to the touch of his lips on hers.

"And I, you," he brings his hand up to her cheek and gives it a loving stroke, taking in the breathtaking beauty of his girlfriend. That term sounded so weird, so not them. The perfect word would be 'partner' but it still felt wrong using it to describe their relationship. They had been partners for more than two years already, now they were more than that. "We should..." He lingered there, lost in the blue of her eyes.