Lucifer Imagines

A Christmas Confession

Christmas eve night and there he stood.

Lucifer was saturated giving away that he had been walking in the rain. He didn't wear his usual grin as you opened the door telling you he wasn't there to say hello. You moved aside without a word, inviting him inside.

He staggered past you, taking a seat at your kitchen island as you went for the alcohol cabinet. You slid his drink over to him, leaning over the bench as you wait for him to start talking.

"So..." You urged him to speak. "What's going on?"
"Nothing." He smiles, taking a sip of his drink.
"You've just come from the Christmas occasion at Lux, your soaked, your smile is completely fake... and nothings going on?" You call him out on his bullshit.

"Honestly, the only thing that was wrong with the night was the lack of you prior to this moment." He comments.
"I already told you-" He cuts you off.

"I wasn't complaining, I know you didn't want to come to Lux tonight, that's why I'm here, it's a win-win."
"Really? And how is that?" You ask sceptically.
"Because you get to be at home, and I get to see you."

"You're particularly serious tonight Luci." You mentioned as a simple fact.

"I'm simply enraptured by you." His hot chocolate eyes boar into yours.

"Have you been possessed by one of your demons?" You giggle quite flummoxed by his statement.

"You make me feel angelic, it's something I hate about you, I feel so warm." He gulps, ignoring your sarcastic comment.
"I'm quite thankful you didn't say you make me feel angelic, you give me wings." You quip, the direction of the conversation forcing you to make uncomfortable jokes.
"Can I stay the night?"
"Since when do you ask to stay the night, usually I wake up to find you splayed across my couch."

"I've realized I should ask you more, I care about your opinion and shouldn't just assume that I can stay even though really, I just want to be around you all the bloody time." He speaks as if he complaining.

"ok, even if you were desperately in love with me and would go to the end of the earth to do anything for me, you wouldn't open up this much, what's going on?"
"I want to be with you on Christmas eve, I want to wake up with you in my arms Y/N."

"Uh... okay?"
"Bloody hell, you're not getting it are you?" He grumbles snapping somewhat out of his dramatic daze.
"I'm blood confused Luc." You admit.

He stands from his seat, storming around the bench and captures your lips between his, his arms tightly wrapped around you as you naturally embrace his cheeks. Your skin heats up, hands shaking and ankles willing to give in beneath you.

"Do you get it now?" He queries, dotingly staring into your eyes.

"You bloody well love me." You turn up your dreadful British accent, laughing at the rolling of his eyes.

"Yes darling, I bloody well love you." He presses a gentle kiss against your nose.

"Come on." You whisper, leading him by the hand, your drinks left on the bench as you turn out the light and get into your bedroom. You remove your clothes, slipping on your pyjamas, Lucifer watching your silhouette lovingly.

He stripped from his soaking outfit, stealing a pair of PJ pants your brother had left behind the last time he came to see you. You locked your lips with his once again, pulling him onto the bed.

"Goodnight." You whisper as he wraps his arms around you.
"Goodnight my love." He answers, nuzzling his head into your shoulder.

He seemed so odd to you at the beginning of the night but now you'd realized it was only because you'd never seen him in love. The two of you stayed intertwined for the rest of the night, after all of these years of friendship you were finally together just as everyone around had thought you'd end up. 

A little bit of fluff because it's nearly Christmas. I hope you all have a wonderful time this week no matter what holiday you celebrate or a great day if you don't celebrate at all. 

Thank you all so much for your support.

Don't forget to check out my other stories (my crush imagines and James Conrad Fanfic) I really appreciate your support.

~Brei