She's His Finale LuciferxReader

            (Name) bolted up when she awoke. Looking around, she realized it wasn’t her bedroom. Then she remembered yesterday’s events.

            “So, now I’m here. I’ll never see my brothers again. Michael, Gabriel, even Castiel; I hope they stop crying soon. I don’t think I can take this much longer.” She sighed, shoulders sagging.

            “There, out in the darkness, a fugitive running;

            Falling from God, fallen from grace.

            God be my witness, I never shall yield

            Till we come face to face, till we come face to face.

            He knows his way in the dark, mine is the way of the Lord;

            Those who follow the path of the righteous, shall have their reward.

            And if you fall as Lucifer fell, the flames the sword;

            Stars…” (Name) sang quietly, trailing off at the end.

            She lost it soon after she ended her song, crying profusely. She had fallen, like Lucifer, and could remember the flames that engulfed her, the searing pain of Michael’s sharpened sword. (Name) could remember it all. Lucifer stood watch in the doorway as she sobbed, clutched a pillow as if her life depended on it. He felt a bit sad that she had to go through that pain for no reason besides him. She had done nothing wrong yet she had been punished; and for what? His own selfish desired.

            “You sang beautifully.” Lucifer said gently, which caught her attention.

            “Oh, Lucifer! I’m sorry. I was just-“

            “Don’t apologize; there’s no need. I like it; it fills the empty house.”

            “O-oh, alright.”

            Lucifer smiled and sat next to her on the bed. “The Cage may be a harsh place to live but, it’s not completely horrible. If we behave Father will reward us but, we’ll have to work for it. You’re 100, right?” She nodded, “You aren’t fully developed. Let’s get you something to eat.”

            Lucifer helped (Name) from the bed and walked her downstairs, never letting go of her hand. He led her to the kitchen, pulling out a bar stool out for her. (Name) sat down while Lucifer went around the island to face her.

            “I only got this house a few years ago, I was curious as to why there was an extra room; why would I need one? For you. Dad also started stocking it with food only a month ago. He still loves you, a lot, and he’s thinking of you.”

            “I know, it’s just…I was supposed to celebrate yesterday, with everyone. Anna and Balthazar, Gabe and Michael, Castiel and Father; everyone. Instead, they all watched as Michael was forced to cast me out of Heaven.”

            “I understand; I’m really sorry about that. I would bring them down here for you if I could but, I can’t.”

            “It’s alright.”

            “Now, what do you want to eat? You must be starving,”

            “I’m not very particular, anything would work, really.”

            “Drunk meatballs?” Lucifer asked, getting a bit excited.

            “I’ve never had those before.”

            “Oh! Fun!” Lucifer exclaimed.

            (Name) watches as Lucifer scurried about the kitchen, pulling out a large pan, a bottle of wine and, some frozen meatballs. It was obvious to see he was giddy to make this meal; it was a bit cute honestly. He heated up the stove, setting down the pan and plopping some butter into it. Lucifer poured a little wine into the pan, making flames burst from the pan. He was laughing and smiling as he cooked and, hummed.

            “Anything with flames is fun. I love flames!” Lucifer explained.

            (Name) giggled and moved to stand next to him. She was starting to like Lucifer more and more and, she was getting more and more curious about it. She leaned on his shoulder, humming the same, familiar melody that he hummed.

            “Hey Luce?”

            “Yes?” He hummed.

            “Thank you.” (Name) muttered.

            “Hm?”

            “I only got here yesterday and here we are. You’ve been so nice but, you’re the devil? I don’t understand why you were cast out but, you were right. I think you’ve been unfairly punished.”

            “Oh sweetie.” He said and kissed the top of her head, “Don’t say that.”

            “Why not?”

            “You have a chance to return to Heaven and, if you get that, I want you to take it. Follow Father’s will as Michael has taught you.”

            “Alright.”

            Lucifer smiled and sat down two plates of meatballs on the table. He got two forks and sat down, handing one to (Name) and motioning for her to sit beside him. When she sat, she took Lucifer’s hands and said grace. They ate in peace after that, silently sending each other sidelong glances when the other wasn’t looking.

            (Name) cleaned up dinner afterwards even though Lucifer tried to do it himself.

            “No can do. I did my chores at home and I can still do them here. After all, I am intruding on you. It’s the least I could do.”

            Lucifer sighed, “Alright, just be careful. I don’t want you to get cut.”

            “You say that like I’m going to-OW!” 

            “Didn’t I say to be careful? Come here.” He motioned for (Name) to come to him (Name) did as told and came over to where Lucifer stood. He examined the cut on her finger; it was deep and would require stitches.  He pulled her up to the bathroom where he kept the first aid kit. Lucifer sat her on the closed toilet seat and took out everything he would need.

Time Skip

            “Lucifer?” (Name) asked quietly.

            “Yes?”

            “I may have been taught that the devil is bad but, I don’t believe one word of it anymore and…you’re really really nice and I like you…a lot. I feel there is a greater bond between us and, Father…just maybe…made me for you.” (Name) said nervously.

            “Clever girl. A bold accusation against Father albeit correct. C’mere.”  Lucifer pulled her into his lap, chuckling as he snuggled his face into the crook of her neck, “Let me tell you a story.”

            She shifted so she could see his face as he told the story of 100 years ago. The story of how he had prayed for a lover down in the Cage. How he begged and pleaded with his their dad only to feel ignored. However, now he knew his father still loved him as he had sent a little piece of Heaven to him; his own angel; his own lover. Now he had company, someone who would love him and accept him for the way he was. And now he also knew that she loved him back. Lucifer had never realized that (Name) had fallen asleep, snuggling into his chest and gripping onto his shirt.

            “She’s so adorable. I feel bad she had to suffer such pain on her hundredth.” Lucifer sighed but, chuckled when she groaned and shifted.

            Lucifer lifted her up into his arms and carried her, bridal style, to his bedroom. He lay her down gently, tucking her into the covers. He got into bed after he took off his pants, so he was only in his tee shirt and boxers. Lucifer pulled the covers back up and pulled (Name) close to him, breathing in her scent as he lay still. (Name) shifted to snuggled into his chest, once again gripping his shirt. He chuckled, placing a kiss to her forehead.

            “Goodnight, darling. Sleep well.”

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