You searched through the cabinets, trying to find any plate that you could. You weren't very familiar with Lucifer's kitchen yet, and so, it took you a little longer than it should have. Once you finally found the plates, you sighed a little and grabbed a few, walking back to the living room.

"What's all this? I wasn't gone that long was I?"

Lucifer was standing by the coffee table where you had spread out various types of foods.

"Long enough for me to cook, no, but it was long enough for me to order some food for us." You laughed.

Lucifer watched as you set the plates down, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Did you get into trouble while I was gone my dear?" Lucifer asked.

"No? Why?"

Lucifer pointed to the food on the table.

"You've gotten all my favorite foods, are you trying to butter me up for something?"

"No, I promised you I'd tell you everything remember? So, I figured if we're going to talk, might as well be over dinner." You said.

Lucifer said nothing and you lightly pushed him towards the table.

"So let's eat!" You smiled.

You watched Lucifer sit down, and you only grew more nervous.

'And hope tonight doesn't end to horribly...'

~

"For how long?" Lucifer asked as if he hadn't heard you the first time you said it.

You took a small sip of your drink as you watched various emotions run through his eyes. A little liquid courage would have been nice right about now, but you figured it might be too late to grab a bottle from the shelf.

"A few weeks." You repeated a little quieter than the first time.

"Weeks! That worm has been tormenting you for weeks and you've only just told me last night?"

You sat your fork down, suddenly uninterested in eating. You couldn't tell if he was angry with you or the situation.

"Old habits die hard I guess." You muttered.

Lucifer fell silent, and he realized how unfair he was acting towards you. You'd spent most of your life hiding what that man did to you. Lucifer knew he couldn't blame you for doing the same thing now, given the amount of stress you were under.

"Well, I suppose there is no point in worrying about this right now." Lucifer said.

That was the exact opposite reaction you had been expecting. In fact, it shocked you so much that you just stared at him. Lucifer stood, gathering up the plates.

"Really?"

You looked almost relieved at the subject change.

"Of course, everything will be ok Y/N, so it's senseless to worry about it right now, how about a movie instead?"

You cast him a quick glance, as you helped him clean up.

"Are you trying to distract me?"

Lucifer flashed you a charming smile.

"Of course! Is it working?"

You laughed, shaking your head at his antics.

"A little."

"Marvelous, you pick the movie, I'll put the extra food away." Lucifer said.

You watched him go before settling onto the couch and grabbing the remote. When Lucifer came back in you had already made yourself comfortable and was patiently waiting for him with the movie paused.

"Well that didn't take you very long did it?" He chuckled.

Lucifer grunted when you grabbed his arm pulling him to sit down beside you. He opened his mouth to say something about that but when you leaned against him, he chose not to say anything. While Lucifer was focused on the movie, you was focused on him.

You were so comfortable around him, so trusting, you didn't even care that he was the devil. It was strange for you to trust someone so easily, especially when that someone was the actual devil. In truth, you didn't care that he was the devil. However, that wasn't always the case.

~

He hadn't meant for you to find out, at least not like you had. He wasn't even aware you were in the room. He had flashed some pitiful human his devil face in anger. When he saw that you were standing there, staring at him in shock, he began to panic. The other man had ran from the room in utter terror the second Lucifer was distracted.

"I wasn't aware you were back." Lucifer said.

He took a step forward, but froze in his tracks when you stared to back away from him.

"Your face... it was..." 

You couldn't seem to get your voice above a whisper, but he heard you anyway.

"I didn't mean for you to see that yet." Lucifer muttered.

You stared at him face pale and eyes wide.

"Darling please hear me out, I-"

Lucifer tried to approach you once more, but you held up a hand, silently telling not to come near you. He looked hurt for a few moments, before nodding, understanding.

"You're really the devil. It was all true..."

Lucifer didn't say anything, realizing you were talking more to yourself than to him. You stood there, drowning in your own thoughts as the minutes passed by. When you finally spoke, Lucifer was a little startled by the sudden break in silence.

"If you're the devil, does that mean...
I mean, I didn't sell my soul to you or anything?"

Although you were serious, and nervous, Lucifer couldn't help the smile that pulled at his lips.

"That would imply I'm interested in human souls." He chuckled.

You didn't laugh, your expression a mixture of shock and fear. Lucifer cleared his throat, bringing his laughter to a halt. While he was trying to make light of the situation, you were trying to process everything. Heaven, Hell, the devil, it was all real, he was living proof of that. You had been living with the devil this whole time, blind to obvious truth standing in front of you.

"Why did you save me?" You demanded.

He opened his mouth to answer, but you asked another question before he could.

"What could you possibly gain from rescuing me?"

Lucifer gave you such a kind smile, a smile that was too friendly to hold any ill intent towards you.

"Nothing."

~

You sat up, drawing Lucifer's attention from the movie to you.

"Something wrong love?"

"I'm sorry."

Lucifer tilted his head a little, looking at you curiously.

"Whatever for?"

"Lying, not telling you what was going on, making you think I didn't trust you, just all of it really."

"You needn't apologize for that my dear." Lucifer said dismissively.

You grabbed his arm when he went to stand up, and he sat back down when he saw how serious you were.

"Yes I do, and I trust you completely  Lucifer, you're the only person I trust."

Lucifer stared at you a moment, your eyes widened when he pressed his lips against yours. The kiss, to your dismay, didn't last very long. Lucifer pulled back, looking almost sheepish at what he had just done.

"My apologies, I'm not entirely sure why I just did that, I was just very happy to hear you say you trusted me and I suppose-"

"Lucifer."

He gazed at you nervously, unable to read your eyes. He only hoped he hadn't made things awkward between the two of you.

"Yes?" He asked almost timidly.

"Shut up."

It was you who kissed him this time, to which he happily reciprocated.

~

Light crept in through the blinds, as morning came. You rolled over when a ray of light hit your eyes. You groaned in annoyance and your eyes fluttered open. It took you a moment to realize that you were not in your room, nor were you alone. Your clothes were spread across the room, and you pulled the sheet up to cover your naked body a little more.

"Oh look the dead awakes."

You turned your head to look at Lucifer, a tired but happy smile appearing on your face.

"Were you watching me sleep? You creep." You laughed.

Lucifer rolled his eyes, as you sat up.

"Is watching my girlfriend sleep a crime now, it's the only time you look peaceful."

You were about to comment on his joke, but then you realized what he said.

"Girlfriend?"

Lucifer stared at you, trying to find the right words to fix his slip up. He hadn't meant to say that, he was thinking it, but never meant to say it.

"I like it."

He let out a relieved sigh and went to kiss you, when his phone began to ring.

"Oh bloody hell." Lucifer exhaled.

He searched for his phone growing more irritated by the second.

"Honestly, these interruptions are beginning to test my patience."

He found his phone and answered it with a bit of annoyance. However, when he heard whoever was on the other end, he smiled. You assumed it was most likely Chloe, and she probably had a case.

You stretched, before falling back onto the bed. Since Lucifer was probably leaving you planned on sleeping for a few more hours. You still had trouble sleeping, that hadn't changed, but with everything happening now, your sleeping issues paled in comparison.

"Yes, I'll be right there Detective."

Lucifer hung up and slid out of bed, he started walking towards his closet.

"Oh I forgot to mention Linda will be here soon."

You groaned loudly and pitifully. It because you didn't like Linda, quite the opposite, you thought Linda was great. No it was because, if she was coming over, then he was definitely up to something.

"Favor?" You yelled.

"Yes, I found your little stash, if you won't take your sleeping pills, at the very least go see a doctor. We needn't have a repeat of you staying awake until your body gives out." Lucifer yelled back from inside his closet.

You almost began to argue, but instead decided it wasn't worth it.

"Yeah, ok, fair enough."

Lucifer clearly wasn't expecting that response, and he poked his head out of the closet. He eyed you suspiciously and you laughed.

"What were you expecting me to say no?"

"Well yes, actually I was, that was an unfortunate waste of a favor." He mumbled.

You stood up, rolling your neck to get rid of the stiffness you were feeling.

"Too late! You already used it, no take backs now." You smiled triumphantly.

Lucifer frowned, scowling a little which only added to your amusement.

"Whose rule was that?"

"Yours." You winked.

Lucifer opened his mouth to argue but realized he wouldn't be winning this conversation.

"Bollocks."

He disappeared back into the closet, and you walked towards your room as your laughter filled the penthouse. You headed towards your room to start getting dressed yourself.

Once the both of you were ready, you headed to the parking garage. Linda was already waiting for you and Lucifer gave you a quick kiss goodbye, as he got into his Corvette. You watched him drive away, before turning to Linda who looked at you with curiosity.

"What was that?" She asked.

"Hmm?" You hummed watching him fade out of sight.

"He kissed you, is there something you want to tell me?" Linda raised an eyebrow.

Her smile said she already knew, but wanted to hear you admit it. You walked around to the passenger side of her car.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." You said with a coy smile of your own.

~

When Lucifer arrived at the crime scene he searched out Chloe. When he found her, it was beside the cold, lifeless body of the victim. Lucifer was about to announce his presence when he noticed the body looked oddly familiar. While he was staring he failed to notice Chloe was trying to get his attention. She placed a hand on his shoulder, snapping him from his daze.

"I'm sorry Detective, did you say something?"

"I was asking if you knew the man, you're looking at him like you do."

Lucifer took another look at the bloodied man but couldn't figure out where he had seen him before.

"Well that's the thing Detective, I'm not entirely sure if I do or not. Do you have his name by any chance?" Lucifer asked.

"William Murphy, he's a landlord, owns a few properties here in LA, we ran his prints already." Ella spoke up from where she was taking pictures.

"That's it! Yes I know him, I paid his bail once in exchange he lowered the rent on one of his houses for me! Oh, poor Will." Lucifer frowned.

Chloe looked at him with inquisitive.

"You rent a house?" She asked.

"No, no, I don't, I just got Will here to lower the price for..." Lucifer trailed off and he his frown deepened.

Lucifer began to stare at the body again, but this time for an entirely different reason. He stared at the man's blood soaked shirt, the bruises covering his face.

"How did he die?" Lucifer's voice was cold.

His drastic shift in mood made everyone around suddenly very uneasy.

"He was gutted, and not long after receiving an angry text, we haven't traced the number yet, but whoever it was, seemed upset at Will for helping someone." Dan was the first to speak up.

"And what was said exactly?" Lucifer asked.

Dan opened his notepad, and began reading from the page.

"You shouldn't have helped her run from me, I'll make you, and anyone who's helped her, pay." Dan read.

Lucifer said nothing after that but continued to stare at the body, having no doubt that had Will not died, he would have healed with a scar nearly identical to your own.

"Excuse me Detective, I need to make a call."

Lucifer walked away from all the people, all the prying eyes, and listening ears. Once he was sure he had enough privacy he pulled out his phone and called you.

"Lucifer!"

Your voice sounded so happy, so worry free.

"Hello darling, how did everything go?"

"Eh, got a new prescription."

He chuckled a little, briefly looking back over to the crime scene.

"And you're not going to take those are you?"

"I will give them a try, but I make no promises, is everything ok?"

He was about to tell you what was wrong, really he was. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to, at least not yet. You were finally having a good day, something you hadn't had in a very long time. For the first time in weeks you sounded genuinely happy, and he just couldn't take that from you.

"Nothing that can't wait until I get home, have fun with Linda, maybe see if Maze wants to join you, I'll see you tonight love."

He hung up, staring at his phone even long after the screen went black. He'd have to tell you, he knew that, for now though, he let you have this day of happiness.