This story is based on a prompt given by hircine_taoist (see the bottom of the chapter for the original prompt). Thanks a lot for the inspiration! ❤️
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Chloe closed the last file on her desk with a relieved sigh. She was finally done with the paperwork, which she had been struggling with all day. It was the most boring part of her job, and most of the time she tried to get it over with as fast as she could while still being thorough. Today, though, it had been especially hard to focus because her mind was distracted by what had happened yesterday. Or, more precisely, what hadn't.
She still couldn't believe Lucifer had left her waiting in that restaurant for more than two hours straight without even a single explanation after she had saved Lux from being destroyed by Eleanor Bloom. Was it really that hard to call her to cancel their da... dinner? Honestly, he kept talking all the time, why could he not send her a simple voice message? And he hadn't reacted to her texts either, which was ridiculous, because she knew he had seen them.
She kept trying to tell herself that that was just how Lucifer was, that he probably had run into someone else at Lux who was more fun to spend his evening with than her. He did that all the time, didn't he? But still, it stung, especially after she had saved his nightclub, his home, yesterday. The way he had looked at her and asked her out for dinner... How could she have been so stupid to misinterpret the situation like this? Her foolish heart had seen and heard what it had wanted to see and hear, and the letdown she had to deal with in the aftermath of getting her hopes up had kept her mind occupied all day.
Reaching for her jacket, she got up and stretched. It was time to go home and start the weekend with a bath, a glass of wine and a movie, and finally ban all thoughts of Lucifer until Monday morning. On her way to the car, she checked her phone, again, but only to see if Dan had sent a photo of himself and Trixie on their movie night. She didn't expect to finally find a message from Lucifer after almost twenty-four hours of silence. Her stubborn side suggested ignoring it just like he had ignored hers, but she was too curious about what he had to say.
'Detective, want to come over to Lux for a drink?'
Really?
How he had the nerve to casually ask her that after the stunt he had pulled was beyond her. So it was true, it had meant nothing to him if he chose to pretend he hadn't let her down yesterday. His dinner invitation had been as casual as all his invitations he so generously issued to everyone. She wasn't just disappointed, she was also angry, both at herself for believing it had meant more and at him for giving her this impression in the first place.
Before she had time to overthink it, she hit 'call'. Lucifer answered after the first ring.
"Hello?"
"Lucifer. Are you serious?"
"Ah, Detective! — Serious about what?"
"Asking me to have a drink with you."
"Yes, of course I am. Are you on your way yet?"
"I'm about to leave the precinct and drive home." Chloe sighed. She was so tired of this back and forth with him. "Lucifer, you asked me out yesterday and then left me waiting. Do you know what it's like to spend two hours alone at a table set for two and repeatedly tell the waiter that you still expect someone to join you before ordering food? How people secretly look at you with pity in their eyes? Probably not, cause then you wouldn't have done that to me. So, no, I'm not on my way to Lux."
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