"Hey honey," Lucifer greeted, to which Michael scoffed and glared, but said nothing.

"Hey Satan. And by the way, why are you greeting me, I literally left for five minutes."

"But I missed you," Lucifer whined.

"Yeah, right," Michael answered, before walking behind the counter (Idk what it's called RIP) and starting to take orders. Lucifer did too and, of course, started teasing Michael.

After five more hours of making coffees, their shifts ended and Michael sped out, stopping and sighing when he remembered he had to wait for his friend.

Lucifer came out five minutes later and was faced with a very annoyed Michael. His smile fell and he sheepishly looked at Michael, but the puppy face wasn't enough. Michael just got in the car, Lucifer behind him.

"You mad at me Mickey?" Lucifer asked.

"Well, except I had to wait five minutes in the heat for you, no," Michael shot back, though his voice was exempt of any anger, just playful.

"Great! We're watching Avengers tonight," Lucifer said in an overly exited tone.

"What?"

"We don't have work tomorrow, let's have a movie marathon!"

"Luci, you work the early shift tomorrow," Michael sighed, exasperated of his friend.

"But Loki!"

"We watch Avengers and nothing else, I'm not starting a marathon with you."

"Fine," Lucifer grumbled.

The rest if the drive passed in a comfortable silence except for the climatisation of the car.

Once inside, Michael made mac 'n' cheese for the two of them while Lucifer set up the movie then tried to annoy him, with little success.

The movie was good, obviously, Michael somewhat ending cuddled in Lucifer's side, and though they were only friends neither complained or said anything about it.

Michael fell asleep before the end of the film. He had had very few sleep in the past couple of days and severely needed some. Lucifer carried him to his bed and finished the movie when he had a call.

He started freaking out when he saw the ID, but forced himself to sound calm and uncaring when he answered.

"Hey Gabey, how's it been?"

"Heya Luce, it's been good, actually, and that's why I'm calling you."

"I mean, it's been eight years, why are you calling me now?"

"I'm getting married, Luce!"

"Wow, my baby brother's getting married!" Lucifer said, though his voice lacked of enthusiasm. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I want you to come to the marriage, duh."

"Why? And who are you marrying?"

"Because you're family, it's been eight years and his name's Sam Winchester."

"Sam..." Lucifer trailed off. He had dated a Sam Winchester when he was in his early twenties, could it be the same one? "Sam Winchester, tall, shaggy brown hair, looks like a moose?"

"Uh, yeah, how do you know that, you haven't seen him yet! Oh, and will you come alone or not? I understand if you don't want to come at all, it's just-" Gabriel had that pity in his voice that Lucifer hated so much.

Since Crowley, everyone was pitying him because of his breakup and because he was still single. They didn't know he dated Sam afterwards. If only dated was the word, it was more like an interested relationship.

"No, actually, I'll come, and I have a date too." Lucifer mentally slapped himself. "When's the wedding gonna be?"

"I'll email you the infos, and that's great! How's he called?"

"Uh, Michael." Now Lucifer wanted to kill himself. How on earth Michael would accept to act like his date? "Also, I ran away from home, I don't think just because I'm family I deserve to go."

"We miss you, Lucifer. Anyways, I gotta go, send you the email and finish everything. Bye,"

"Bye."

Lucifer slouched on the couch, taking his head in his hands. He told Gabriel Michael was his date, there was no escape, unless he ditched the wedding or found another Michael who could go as his date. Yeah, he really messed up.

He didn't sleep that night, tortured by his thoughts. Michael was still sound asleep when he left the flat, so Lucifer printed the email and left a note besides it. He had two weeks.

Michael woke up at noon, and saw the sheets on the table. One was an email about a wedding from a certain Gabriel Novak and the other was a sticky note that said: "Told him you'd be my date. I fucked up bad."

Michael mentally slapped Lucifer and almost laughed at his action. Yes, he messed up, but just because it'd be practically impossible to ignore his feelings towards his friend if they had to act all coupley. He knew he could never have the pink-haired man as more than a friend and it pained him.

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Another story, another ship! I really wanted to do a fake relationship au and a fic where Michifer is acting almost like a couple even if they're just friends, so here is a mash up of both!

Enjoy the read, please vote and comment and tell me if there's any typos!

Ps: if someone could make me a cover I can't do one for shit