Tuesday promised to become a mess.

When Sam got out of the Impala, he took a deep breath and determinedly walked towards the school. He had been planning what he was going to say the entire morning and by now he basically knew the words by heart. He was confident he would need them too.

As expected, Lucifer was waiting for him next to his locker. He gave Sam a girly wave while the younger boy approached him. "Hi, Sam."

Sam licked his lips nervously. His mouth had suddenly become dry. "Hey. Can we talk?" he carefully asked.

Lucifer shrugged. "Sure."

Although he couldn't immediately spot someone he knew in the hallway, Sam felt a little uncomfortable having this conversation in public. "You mind going somewhere a little bit more quiet?"

"Wow Sammy, never took you for the sneaky type," Lucifer said with a playful grin and pulled up eyebrows, making Sam swallow loudly. The Shurley laughed at that. "Don't worry, I'm just messing with you." And with that he started walking.

Sam followed him through the hallways, until they eventually to a pretty quiet one. Lucifer quickly looked around, probably to check if there weren't any teachers around, and Sam automatically did the same thing. His eyes didn't land on a teacher though. Instead they met with some familiar golden ones.

The Trickster averted his eyes and turned back to what Sam presumed was his locker. The short guy didn't pay any more attention to him or Lucifer, so he decided to just ignore it. In the meantime Lucifer had opened the door to an empty classroom and motioned for Sam to go in.

He entered the room, put down his bag and leaned against the teacher's desk while Lucifer closed to door.

"So," his friend said, smiling. "What did you want to talk about?"

He was kidding, right? Sam stood up straight and took a deep breath before starting, "Well, I mean..." He cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. "Yesterday, at the library, you uhm... you... you kissed me and..." When he realized he didn't know how to finish that sentence, he made some vague gesture with his hands.

Lucifer opened his mouth in a silent 'o'. "That's what this is about?"

"Yeah," Sam breathed out. "I mean, you, you know, kissed me."

"I guess I did," Lucifer brutally grinned and Sam felt a blush spread around his cheeks immediately.

"So..." God, this was going a lot slower than he'd anticipated. "What did it... mean?"

Lucifer went to sit on one of the tables and tilted his head at him. "What do you want it to mean?"

Sam took a deep breath and forced out the words he'd been practicing in his head. "After Jess and what happened to her, I didn't think I'd ever be ready for another relationship. Honestly, I still don't know if I will be."

"But?" Lucifer asked as Sam paused.

Exactly, Sam thought. But...

He had been thinking about the 'but' from the moment Lucifer dropped him off yesterday until the middle of the night, when he'd finally fallen asleep. He'd thought about Lucifer, about those daring blue eyes and the mocking grin. The day they'd met, their visits to the Cage, the time they'd spend in the Corvette, he played it all back in his head. He remembered how Lucifer made him feel, the courage he gave him and the adrenaline that rushed through his body because every second with Lucifer was like an adventure, but also how easily the other boy's flirtations made him feel uncomfortable or blush or the butterflies in his stomach spring to life. Sam had realized all of that. And although he had never actually been in a relationship with another guy, he'd always been open to it. Never told a living soul but still. And he certainly would've never ever even dared to approach someone that way, but Lucifer had kissed him. Sam was pretty sure you didn't just kiss your friends. Not like that.

So Sam took a deep breath and told him the truth, "But I like you, Lucifer. I like you a lot. More than I should probably."

As he spoke, he saw something change in Lucifer's eyes. A softness appeared in them, a vulnerability Sam had only seen once before, when they had been talking about Lucifer's family. It lasted for only a fraction of a second, disappearing as quickly as it had come up, but Sam had definitely seen it.

Lucifer smiled at him, sweet with the usual hint of playfulness. "I guess it's a good thing I like you too then."

Sam could feel a wide smile spread across his face, joy ran through his veins. He couldn't remember the last time he felt anything like this, the happiness, the excitement, the... Did he dare call it love already? Of course he knew it was too soon for any of that, but still... The only other person who had ever caused this feeling within him... had been Jess. The thought alone made a familiar sadness arise in his stomach but it was softened by something else.

"So what do we do now?" he carefully asked, becoming shy after everything he'd just admitted.

Of course Lucifer didn't have that problem. The boy went to stand in front of him, shook his head playfully and closed the space between them. "Sam Winchester, I'm gonna do anything I want with you." And with that he grabbed Sam by the collar and pulled him down.

Their lips smashed together and it was as if a giant ball of warmth and happiness exploded in his body. It was nothing like the kiss they'd shared yesterday. This one was long and feisty and full of desire. Sam stumbled back against the desk, placing his hands on the surface automatically so he wouldn't fall over while Lucifer pressed his body against his. The other boy's fingers let go of his shirt and moved to the back of his neck, where he could feel them entwine with his hair. A shiver ran down his spine as Lucifer used his lips to part Sam's. He felt Lucifer's tongue slip past his upper lip, caressing it on its way, and for a moment Sam considered if this was maybe going a little bit too fast. But honestly, his mind couldn't be bothered thinking about that right now. Hell, his mind couldn't be bothered thinking about anything at all besides the mouth moving against his own.

When Lucifer finally pulled away, Sam was left shocked to the bone and out of breath. The Shurley put a step back while Sam was still trying to recover from the kiss, and said with an amused grin, "So, guess that makes me your boyfriend now, huh?"

Still a bit shaky, the younger boy couldn't immediately get out a word. He couldn't help but smile though, and when he finally seemed to have retrieved his voice, he basically sighed, "I guess it does."

"Good," Lucifer smiled. "'Cause I wasn't gonna have it any other way."

Sam laughed at that, but then he got serious again. "Could we maybe keep it between us though?" he carefully asked. "For now, I mean. It's just that I'd like to tell my friends and family myself and right now..."

Lucifer interrupted him with an understanding smile. "Off course." He then gave Sam a quick peck on the lips before turning around and heading towards. "Come on, Sammy," he said with a mocking look. "We don't wanna be late for class now, do we?"

The Winchester rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile as he followed his... well, boyfriend. Huh. Who would've seen that one coming?

Lucifer opened the door and walked out. Or at least he attempted to walk out. To his surprise however, Sam saw him stumble as he put a step forward before slipping and falling over, right on his face. As the younger boy looked down in shock, he noticed the floor was covered in small marbles. How the hell do these even... Then something dawned on him and he quickly looked around, searching for the Trickster. It had to be him, there was no other way. He couldn't find the golden-haired boy though. Instead of wasting another second on him, he rushed over to Lucifer, carefully avoiding the marbles, to help him back up.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked, worry clear in his voice. A couple of kids in the hallway had chuckled a little at the event but most didn't dare really laugh at them. Lucifer could be quite an intimidating person if he wanted to.

As soon as he was back on his feet, Lucifer grumbled a short, "I'm fine." His eyes traveled around the hallway, just like Sam's had before. Then he added, "I'm going to kill him though."

Sam was almost certain he knew who Lucifer was talking about, but he asked it anyway. "The Trickster?"

"Who else?" Lucifer confirmed his assumptions. "Only one of my brothers is enough of a coward to pull something like this."

"Hey." Sam placed a hand on his arm and gave it a little squeeze. "Don't worry about him, okay? He's just being an ass, if we ignore him, he'll stop it eventually." Not that he'd left Sam alone, not until Jess had died. He swallowed away the lump in his throat.

Lucifer was still scanning the other students, but he made groaning sound in agreement.

"Come one," Sam said while grabbing his hand and dragging him away. "Like you said, we've got classes to catch. We'll deal with the Trickster later." He offered Lucifer a reassuring smile, which was quickly reciprocated.

He didn't notice he didn't let go of the other boy's hand as they walked through the hallways...

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To all you Sabriel-fans: I should probably apologize but I'm not even sorry xD Anyways, don't worry, your tag is there for a reason. You'll just have to wait a little bit longer...