Lucifer P.O.V.

Me and Jamie, been dating a while now. 2 mouths and counting. He was really nice. Exactly what I need after my family leaves in a different country from my university and my last boyfriend who was an abusive ass. It was late at night, 3ish and I were wide awake as my nerdy boyfriend was crawled up on my chest sleeping. He was my favorite guy. I gently started tracing 'I love you' on his shoulder. Thinking of everything that made him perfect. His fiery red hair that matches his passion. his gentle brown eyes that could see through anyone bullshit. His yellow nerd style glasses that look ridiculous but he loves them. His freckles that beat the beauty of the galaxy. His nerdy addition to TV, books, and movies. How he make me watch them with him. How he falls asleep after a long day of classes when watching. How he would read to me to calm me down when I'm spiraling down a deep dark hole of depression. I love how he patch up my wounds like a child when he saw the first cut. I love him he holds on to me 10 times tighter whenever we see my ex. I love how he grumble unhappily whenever someone said something means about me or our love. I love how protective he is. I love how he calls me 'Kitty'. I love when I find him dancing around the kitchen singing badly in my heavy metal hoodies and nerdy boxers. I love how he falls over everything. I love how he nicknames everything without even thinking and they're always weird. I love how he so close with his sisters. I love how excited he gets when talking to them through skype. I love how he let me live with him. I love how he let me be sad but never for long enough for it to be a problem. I love how he takes me on weird but adorable dates. I love how he gets me a little gift (like ice-cream, brownies or pens) if I'm having a horrible week or my ex tries to talk to me again. I just love him and everything about him. He's perfect. I was brought out of my dream when a sleepily mumble of words came out of the warm lump on my chest.
J - 'I love you too.'
I nearly had a heart attack until he fidgeted around a little bit to kiss my cheek and then back to resting his head on my chest.

J - 'now go to damn sleep.'

I smiled and went back to sleep. I was in love and this time it was safe.