Imagine watching a movie with Lucifer when your brother Dean walks in.

Requested by @lxersclubx

A/n - Happy Valentines Day! I hope you like this! It's my first time writing for Luci

Word Count: 868

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You sigh contentedly.

Sam and Dean are currently occupied out of state, which leaves the bunker all to yourself. They left you because they thought the hint would be too dangerous.

They're always underestimating you.

You sneak a glance at the man next to you on the couch. His arm is draped over your shoulder as he watches the movie.

He notices your staring and meets your eyes, "Can I help you?"

You smirk at his sassy tone, "No."

"Admiring the view?"

"What else?" You tease, poking his cheek with your index finger.

His lips tug into a grin as he captures your hand in his. He overturns it and kisses your palm.

Blushing, you retract your hand, "Who knew you, the one and only Lucifer, could be so lovey-dovey?"

"Shh, don't tell anyone. I have an impeccable reputation to uphold."

"Mmh, yes. I wouldn't want anyone else to find out," you lean against his chest and he plays with your hair. "I want you all to myself."

"I like when you get all possessive."

You kiss his stubble covered chin.

"It's hot," he adds.

He angles his head so he can kiss your lips softly. You savour the moment before pulling away and watching the screen again.

He nips at your ear and you shiver.

"Watch the movie!"

He whines in complaint as you focus on the film. Honestly, you've forgotten what movie you were even watching.

"I'm glad we have this time to ourselves," you confess.

"Same here. I thought your pesky bros would never leave."

You jab him sharply with your elbow, "Those are my brothers you're talking about! But, I thought so too."

You sigh again, "They thought the hunt would be 'too dangerous', can you believe it?"

He notices the change in your demeanour, "Hey, they don't know nothing. You're badass, you can handle anything."

You smile, "Thanks Luci. . . It just sometimes makes me sad."

He hugs you tight and kisses your cheek, "Don't be sad, babe."

"I'm not when you're here," you reassure, smiling to prove your point.

"You don't need anyone's approval, you know that."

"I know. Now shut up and watch the movie."

He sighs and leans back, "What are we even watching?"

"I have no clue."

He hums thoughtfully and traces circles on your thigh. You smile and rub your thumb across his knuckles.

"Hey, Y/n, we're home early!" Dean yells from the stairs. You're in the movie room, so you have a minute before he gets here.

Your blood runs cold.

They shouldn't be back yet!

"Oh, we're in trouble," Lucifer whispers in a singsong voice.

You glare at him in panic, "What are you doing? Hide or something!"

"There's nowhere to hide, babe," he shrugs.

"You want to be found out?!"

He shrugs again, observing your panic with calmness. You throw a blanket over him and jump on top just as Dean enters.

"I heard voices."

You shake your head, "No voices, none at all, maybe you're going crazy, I don't hear anything."

A bit of muffled talk comes from the blanket that you're sitting on. You thwack the blanket harshly and smile innocently, "Anything at all."

Dean's green eyes narrow in suspicion. "What are you hiding?"

"Where's Sammy at?" You try to change the subject.

It doesn't work.

"Y/n, who is that?"

"Who is what?"

"Who are you sitting on?"

"What? Sitting on-? I'm not sitting."

He doesn't appreciate your attempts at playing dumb. He marches over to you and picks you off of the couch. You struggle, "Hey, watch it mister!"

He ignores you and pulls the blanket away.

Dean blinks in surprise at the empty couch, "What the hell?"

A laugh comes from beside you, "Surprise Deano."

You glare at Lucifer, "What are you doing?!"

Dean draws his gun and points it at the fallen angel, "Y/n, run!!!"

You sigh, knowing that a long, painful argument is about to occur. "Dean, it's alright. Luci isn't gonna hurt me. Put the gun down."

"What?! No, he's evil!"

"Seriously, you just don't know him like I do," you plead.

Grabbing Lucifer, you position yourself in front of him and try to calm Dean, "I love him, Dean."

He scoffs at that, "He's using you, Y/n! Are you blind?!"

You can feel tears starting to well in your eyes, "He's not using me!"

"He's Satan, it's all he does!"

Luci wraps you in a warm embrace, "I love her, Dean."

"Y/n, you can't listen to him! He's using you!"

You turn your back on your oldest brother and looking into Luci's eyes, "Please get me away grin here."

He nods and snaps his fingers.

You find yourself in a field of bright flowers.

"I didn't know where you wanted to go," he explains with a shrug.

"This is perfect," you release a shuddering breath and hug yourself. Dean's words echo through your mind.

"I'm not using you, Y/n. I really love you," he says, sincerity sparking in his eyes.

You nod and hug him close, leaning your head on him, "I know. I love you too."

He draws away only to connect his lips with yours in a passionate kiss.