When Lucifer, more known as Nick, starts his last year of college, he holds on to the last bit of hope he got, that this time it all will be better; that he will be fine. New state, new place, new school, new roommate. Maybe a new start?
That's just it, his roommate, a guy called Sam Winchester. Will he help Nick become better? Will They help each other? Or is he too broken for help?
When Sam gets his new roommate he is not that exited, mostly wanting to be alone, but once he meets him it's completely different. Sam can't stop thinking about him, the mysterious and secretive man called Nick. Could this possibly be love? After all these years alone, is this finally it?
((IMPORTANT: Might be some smut and mention of suicide and self harm and different kinds of abuse, and other triggering stuff.))