A/N: This is my first fan-fiction, so I may be a bit of an amateur writer so don't mind me! If you have any Ideas or prompts, make sure to comment them down and I will reply and get back to you asap!
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It was a Tuesday morning, Chloe was situated at her desk with Lucifer, his chair beside her, he used to sit opposite her, but since he came back from hell, they had gotten together, and she was kidnapped by Michael, she could tell he was hesitant to leave her side.
He always had a hand on her thigh or arm, or at least his fingers brushing against hers, as long as he was somehow in contact with her, he was fine.
They had recently solved a new murder case and now were dealing with the aftermath, the paperwork, proving Lucifer hesitance to leave her as before, he never stayed for the paperwork. Chloe put her pen down for a second and rubbed her temple with her hand, she had a migraine but had to keep working.
"Everything alright, detective?"
She looked up at him, dark bags under her eyes, skin pale, "Yeah, just a bit of headache." She didn't want to lie to him but also didn't want to tell him the whole truth because of how overprotective he could be.
"Oh, well you were fine this morning, are you ill?"
"No, I'm fine" She hesitated seeing the look on his face, "But I will tell you if it gets worse. I'm not sick."
Her answer seemed to satisfy him, so she went back to her paperwork. About a few minutes later, his hand moved from her thigh to her arm, rubbing it gently, she looked up at him,
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing"
"With your arm, I mean"
He looked down, "Oh right, I just love you, and if you are sick I thought it would make you feel better, but I'll stop if you want me too, I'm sorry." He said sheepishly.
Truth be told, it broke her heart a tiny bit to see him so ashamed, she didn't mean it in the wrong way, but he was acting a bit clinging, not that she minded as she loved him too. The first time he told her was through the song "A thousand years" and it bought her to tears, it was beautiful. Since he struggled with words, he told her through music instead which, in her opinion, was just as special, she kissed him senseless after that.
"No, it's okay, I was just wondering."
He nodded slowly and went back to rubbing her arm while looking over her shoulder at the paperwork, if keeping contact with her or being near her comforted and reassured him, so be it, she would do everything to keep him happy and she knows he would too.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a while until his phone rang out, she heard him talking to someone named Simon, something about LUX.
"Will you be alright with me popping out for an hour or two? There's a delivery problem at LUX."
"Yeah sure, go ahead."
"Will you be okay? Are you sure you're not sick?" He took her hand in his, his thumb drawing circles on the back of her hand
"Even if I am sick, which I doubt, I will be here until you come back, don't worry."
He smiled softly and lifted her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles gently, "I'll be back as soon as possible."
She nodded and watched him walk off, first stopping at Ella's lab, no doubt talking about keeping an eye on her.
About an hour after he had left, she started feeling worse, she felt herself get warmer and would get a bit dizzy when she got up to hand in a folder to the lieutenant, causing her to grip on her desk for a second to steady herself.
