Lucifer's Angel // Lucifer Morningstar x Reader //

Naptime is Over

"Wake up, sleepyheads!"
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"Eh? What do you wanttttt?" I ask Chloe, dragging out the last word and snuggling deeper into my warm, moving pillow. Moving??
My head shoots up as I realize whose chest I'm sleeping on. "Well, I didn't know I was that comfortable, (Y/n)," Lucifer says with a smirk. I make a dumb face at him and get up. "What do you want, Chloe?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just coming to check on you two, and snag a taco-wrap," Chloe responds nonchalantly. "How did you know I made Taco-wraps?"

"Magic."
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Chloe made me make her a nice Taco-wrap before leaving, Lucifer and I stayed back and watched more Friends. "What do you want to do, Luc?" I ask the sleepy devil. "I have all but a clue," he says in a "fancy" accent. I turn upside down on my couch, which makes Lucifer scoff. "What are you doing?"
I laugh. "Have you never done this?" I answer his question with my own. "Of course not! It's childish!"
"Luc, you gotta let out your inner child every once in a while," I state matter-of-factly. "No I don't."
"Bitch.." I mumble, then force him to do the same as me. "We look at eachother upside down and laugh. "Ya know, you have pretty eyes," Lucifer says after a while of staring an an upside down Monica on my tv. I awkwardly laugh and thank him. "I mean it," he says, grabbing my chin and pulling towards my face. I feel the amount of butterflies in my stomach explode into millions. We look into each others eyes and slowly lean closer to eachother. We are just a hair apart when someone walks in. I jerk up and fall on my back on the floor. "The hell are you doing, Lucifer?" A feminine voice sounds behind me. By this time, Lucifer is upright and trying to help me up as well. "Mazikeen? What are you doing here?" Lucifer asks, in pure confusion. "I came to check on you since you haven't been at the- who is she?" She asks, the question in awe. "U-uhm.. I'm (Y/n).." I tell her. She looks me up and down, smirking. "You're a cute one, good find Lucifer."

"She's not yours, Mazikeen. Back off," Lucifer says in a creepy voice, putting his hand on my back protectively. I jump at his warm touch, the butterflies returning. "Hey, hold on, I do not belong to anyone, you understand that?" I ask the rhetorical question to make a point. "Of course, darling. I just didn't want her to harm you."

I sigh and turn around to sit back on my couch. Mazikeen scoffs and walks to the door, saying "See you at the club, Lucifer," exaggerating his name. Lucifer sighs and sits down once the door is slammed behind Mazikeen.
"Sorry about her, but anyway, where were we?"