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Character: Lucifer (Obey Me)

Warnings: (Healthy) discussion of boundaries & touch issues, reader has some issues w that, very respectful and supportive Lucifer, very much projection

Notes: i dont know what this is ngl maybe someone can relate. not proofread sorry

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Lucifer sat on the couch next to you, handing you the glass of water you requested in one swift motion. “For you, my dear,” he said a bit teasingly, offering a playful smile. It was rare you saw him like this—happy and relaxed—but you wanted to enjoy the moment with him. 

“Thank you,” you said, taking a sip before setting it down on the coaster in front of you. “You’re in a good mood.”

He hummed in reply, instead taking the opportunity to lean in to kiss you. It was short and sweet, but conveyed the affection he had for you in that simple action. “I finished a larger project Diavolo had me on. I figured tonight should be one to celebrate.”

You didn’t get much chance to reply before he carefully kissed you again, his actions gentle, like he was afraid to break you if he held you too close. Nevertheless, he found a way to combat those feelings and began to pull you a bit closer, hands slowly finding their way to rest on your waist. 

At this, you practically jumped away from him—why, you weren’t sure. This wasn’t the first time he’d held you like that, and you’d never had an issue with it before. He noticed, though, and immediately pulled away from you to assess what was wrong. 

“(Y/N), are you—“

“I’m, uh—I’m a bit hungry, too. Sorry to make you run to the kitchen just for me to go a few minutes later. I’ll be right back, though.”

You didn’t give him a chance to reply before you scurried out the door. Unfortunately, he had no idea what he’d done wrong and desperately wanted to ask, but you didn’t seem in the mood to talk about it yet. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t worry about you,  though. 

Several minutes later (much longer than it took to run from his bedroom to the kitchen), you returned empty-handed. He wouldn’t ask where you wound up, considering you didn’t come back with the snacks you were so hungry for. 

As you walked over, he stood and took your hands in his. His touch was soft, like one may touch an infant or a porcelain doll. He very gently curled his fingertips against yours, his hands hovering over yours in case you decided to pull away again. “What’s wrong, my love?” he asked, pouting slightly. He wanted to know—to fix whatever he’d done wrong. 

You slid your hands into his, albeit a bit hesitant. “Nothing,” you replied, squeezing his hands. “Back to your project, hm? Want to tell me about it?”

“I want to ensure that you’re okay,” he said, not backing down from this. “If…if you don’t want to talk to me, I understand, but please, tell me if you’re upset with me. I never want to leave problems unsolved with you, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to run away from me when things go wrong.”

You paused for a moment, then shook your head. “It’s nothing you did, it’s okay, Lucifer.”

He slowly brought your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles. “Will you tell me, what, then? You don’t have to, but I’m asking that you do.”

Leading him to the couch again, you sat awkwardly, a few inches away from him. He followed suit, keeping his hand in yours. 

“Sometimes…” you started, trying to phrase this the best you could. “Touch is a…strange thing for me. Usually, I’m completely content with whatever you choose to do, whether we’re kissing or whatever…sometimes I just get this weird feeling and it sets me off. I don’t like it, I don’t do it intentionally, and I know it’s weird, but there’s nothing I can do about it-“

He shook his head, causing you to pause. “There’s nothing for you to apologize for, my dear,” he said plainly, turning towards you further. “(Y/N), love, look at me. I love you, quirks and all. And if you’re telling me you want me to slow down a little, that’s fine. If you’d rather stay where we are and just have me check in to see if my affection is okay with you in the moment, I can do that as well.”

You thought for a moment and eventually replied, “that second one sounds nice, actually. Is that okay?”

“Of course.” He smiled, kissing your knuckles again. He knew that was okay—that was safe, so he could stay with that until he knew you were comfortable with more. Hesitantly, he asked, “can I hug you?”

When you nod, he leaned forward and carefully wrapped his arms around you, one hand cradling your head and the other holding your middle. “I will always love you,” he whispered. “Please, if something is ever wrong, tell me. And stop me if you’re ever uncomfortable with anything I do.” He pulled away just enough to look you in the eye, thumb ghosting over your cheek. “All I want in this world is you to be loved and cared for.”

You smiled at him, and he swore his heart melted in the moment. There was nothing that lifted his spirits more than seeing you happy, especially because of him. “Thanks, Lucifer,” you said, leaving a quick kiss on the tip of his nose. He’d deny it if asked, but he blushed a bit from it. You leaned into him, laying your head against his shoulder, then his chest when he wrapped his arm around you. “Tell me about this project of yours, now?”

“Persistent as ever,” he teased.

The two of you talked for a while—first about his project, then about the latest drama at the House of Lamentation. Apparently, Asmodeus was screwing around with a particularly irritating ex of his and Mammon and Levi weren’t talking because he “long-term borrowed” a Ruri-chan doll and somehow had pocket money now. 

Not very long into the night, you started yawning halfway through sentences and he could see in your eyes that you were tired. It was quite adorable, actually—he enjoyed seeing you content enough to fall asleep in his arms. Not much later, he noticed you’d nodded off. Careful not to throw your head back or wake you, he picked you up and placed you on the bed, covering you in the fluffy blankets. You looked so peaceful…

He was about to turn away and continue working on a bit of paperwork he had left over after that project when he felt a hand on his wrist. Your eyes were half open and you had a loose grip on him. “Stay,” you mumble, the sounds slurring together from sleep. “Pretty please.”

How could he deny that?

He kicked off his shoes and pulled the blanket back, finding his place behind you in his bed. At first, he wanted to reach out and pull you in, but hesitated. “Can I hold you?” he asked gently, hand hovering a bit above you. When you nodded, he smiled and curled in behind you, arm snug around your waist and face buried in your shoulder. 

Lucifer had never slept as content as he did than when he was next to you, and tonight was no different. Actually, it might have been better.

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