Arrowverse Imagines, Preferences & One Shots

StarBlazer - You Can't Mojo Me

Ship: StarBlazer
[Lucifer Morningstar x John Constantine]

"Bollocks!" John grumbled as the match he had attempted to light refused to cooperate.

"Oh for the love of- put the bloody cigarette down, John." Lucifer said with a small sigh. He was tired of having to rip the nasty little things out of the warlock's mouth.

John shot him a dangerous glare. "Shut up ya devil." He snapped, all the same he flicked the cigarette butt away without a seconds thought.

There was a moment of silence between them, when suddenly Lucifer's face lit up like a light bulb had gone off in his mind before he looked mischievously at the dark blond haired male sitting beside him on the far end of the couch.

"I wonder... could I- maybe..." he mumbled to himself as he studied Constantine closely.

John felt the Devil's eyes on him and a sense of uncomfortableness washed over his body as he looked over instinctively and saw the tall male staring at him in a strange way.

"What are you doing?" John asked, feeling very uncomfortable under the gaze of the immortal male beside him.

"I'm wondering whether I can ask you, your deepest desire." He responded with a shrug.

John scoffed, "I doubt that."

"Why? You are mortal after all." He said with a raise of his eyebrow, curiosity taking over.

"Well, mate that's-"

"And the only one who is immune to my power is Chloe, so why don't we give it a shot?" The devil rudely interrupted but with his usual enthusiastic tone.

"It's not going to bloody work." John shot back as he shifted in his trench coat and leaned back into the couch.

Lucifer got up off the couch and kneeled in front of the warlock, leaning towards him ever so slightly causing a strange feeling to overcome the short man sitting in front of him.

"Oh- come on Luci, you can't mojo me." The dark blond haired male said with a nervous chuckle as he tried to moved away from the now grinning devil.

"John Constantine... what do you truly desire?" Lucifer murmured deeply, ignoring his words.

John suddenly found himself locked in a trance like stare with the devil, his thoughts and over all awareness immediately disappearing. His soul focus was on the extremely handsome man before him and the need to tell him what he truly desired.

"I- I desire to get Astra back from Hell and to see my mother again." John freely confessed.

Lucifer immediately pulled away, his face slightly shocked with the response he had been given. John just shook his head as his senses came rushing back, a grave expression settling upon his face.

"That... was not what I expected Johnny." He replied, genuine sympathy coating his voice.

John just grunted as he stood up without a word, moving over to the bar and pouring himself another glass of whisky. He leaned against the bar top and downed it in one flick of his wrist.

"Well it worked. You, can, in fact mojo me."