A/N: Ok. This idea has been going in and out of my head for some time now. I don't know if there's already a story about an alternative on Lucifer's wings, but... Here's mine!

Part 2 is becoming a possibility, depending on the reviews. So, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Healing

Finally. After running all over town, with the detective constantly watching over his shoulder. He had managed to get his wings back.

"Great. Now what?" Maze asked behind him.

Lucifer had brought them to his room, and was staring at them for some tie now. Now what?

That look...

"No..." Maze shook her head.

"What other choice is there Mazikeen? Since our greatest hiding spot for them was discovered." Lucifer said.

"You wanted me to clip your wings, and now you're just asking me to just put them back on like it's nothing? You hated your wings. How are you even going to be able to hide them from the human eye?" Maze argued.

"I...!" Lucifer broke off, with time, he could control his wings, it was like Amenadiel was able to hide his wings from Chloe.

Yet, he hadn't been in contact with his wings for centuries.

"Whatever. If this works, don't ask me to clip them again." Maze said.

He heard her lift his wings from the bed.

"Be careful, and just-" He broke off with a groan as he felt his wings make contact with his back.

It was painful, but his body welcomed the wings, he could feel his scars burn, and he could feel his wings root themselves there again, intertwining with his soul.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lucifer testily moved the new limbs, his wings weakly stretching and groaning, not used to being used.

After a few minutes, he gave up, his breaths coming out in harsh pants, his wings drooping behind him, almost like a dying tree.

They were in tact, and alive, just weak.

The recovery would take some time.

"Lucifer!" That familiar voice called out.

Apparently, time he didn't have.

"Since when did she get the keys to the place?" Maze threw her hands up in annoyance. Lux was closed.

The detective was definitely good at being quiet until the last minute.

"Maze. Don't!" Lucifer stopped her.

The demoness stopped in her tracks. No sense in trying to fend her off now.

She was already coming into view.

Here it came.

"Hey I was just checking to make sure-" Chloe stopped in place, her expression unreadable at the scene before her.

Lucifer knew she could see them. He didn't have the proper experience to hide them from view yet.

"Wow... You just can't stop roleplaying after today, can you? Wings? Really?" She arched a brow.

... She thought they were fake.

A semi-relief on his end, but at the same time, he took much pride in his wings.

"D-detective. Now is really not the time." Lucifer spoke.

He couldn't really stand from his spot, his wings were like dead weights behind him.

"Clearly. Although I must know, where did you put the... Straps... For the wings?" She began to approach him again, clearly amused.

Only then, did he find the strength to stand, forcing his wings to cooperate behind him, "Detective, that's not a good idea..."

She continued to follow him. She was really persistent when she really wanted to be.

Chloe's expression slowly began to change to that of surprise... The wings were perfectly connected to where she had seen those scars just a few days ago.

The thought of reality stuck somewhere in the back of her mind, but she wasn't ready to accept it yet.

"Lucifer... Are those really..." She was starting to believe.

Her reactions distracted him for that one second, and she managed to close the distance between them, and managed to get a good handful of his right wing.

Lucifer made a noise between a yell and a groan, pain and... Something else.

Chloe quickly let go at that, before going wide-eyed.

Lucifer had taken a few steps back by then, trying to keep an amount of distance, although now he felt there was no use.

"Lucifer..." She managed in a whisper.

The touch was only a split second, but that was all it took to realize she was grabbing hold of real feathers. Something softer than feathers. Softer than any feather she had ever touched.

"They are sensitive." Lucifer said as if replacing an apology.

She continued to stare at him, to the point it concerned him.

"Detective...? Chloe? Are you alright" Lucifer made the mistake of moving closer to her.

"What is that?" Chloe copied his approach by taking a step back, staring directly at his wings.

Lucifer took a deep breath, here it went.

"Now would be the time for you to have an open mind because... These... Are my wings." Lucifer lowered his voice the more he spoke, like a child admitting a secret.

She just stared at him, or more, his wings.

Slowly, she took small steps backwards, until she reached his bed, the nearest thing for her to collapse on, before continueing to stare.

"Oh for the love of- I'll go get her a drink." Maze finally spoke in the midst of everything. Almost as if she wanted to make herself known, before leaving the room.

It was quiet during that time.

Lucifer never thought Chloe would be one to react like this. Then again, she was very close minded.

Maze came back with a glass of water, rolling her eyes to see the scene the same.

"Uh, Maze. Why don't you go downstairs and... Make sure no one else gets in, hmm?" Lucifer told her, taking the glass of water from her.

Maze stared at him for a second in reluctance, before finally leaving the two alone.

Lucifer moved over to the bed, sitting next to Chloe, being careful of where his wings landed.

"Sorry you had to see this, Detective. To be honest, you are probably the only human to see this." Lucifer told her, handing her the glass of water, which she numbly took, slowly coming out of vapor lock.

She took a long drink, before taking a deep breath, "Oh my god. I've been so blind."

"Well it's not that Detective. Not many people are to see our wings. None of you are actually." Lucifer explained.

"No... I mean... You've been telling me all along... You're an angel?" She looked at him confused.

Lucifer clenched his jaw for a split second, "I... Was..."

"Was?" Chloe repeated.

"And that's where my name comes in, Lucifer Morningstar." He sighed, it was kind of annoying having to break this down bit by bit for her, but at the same time, he couldn't blame her.

Amenadiel had warned him about something like this.

"So... You're the devil... With wings...?" She asked. She still sounded like she didn't believe him, he honestly didn't know what else would.

"I had wings. Until Dad sent me down, and I decided I didn't want them anymore. But that only meant exposure to humans, so I'm taking them back." Lucifer said.

She nodded numbly to him, as if a child understanding a difficult math problem.

"Ok. Well, that was..." Chloe trailed off.

"Horrifying? I know." Lucifer sighed, leaning over a little, his wings were really bothering him.

"What? No. Lucifer, your wings... Are beautiful." She said.

He turned his head to her, well that was a comment he's gotten from her since she'd gotten here.

"Are they really that sensitive?" Chloe wondered, eyes on his wings again.

"Very. They've never been... Touched... At least... Not while they're on me." Lucifer said.

"Can I..." She trailed off and he already knew what she was going to say.

He stared into her blue ocean eyes that were full of wonder.

Although he should already know his wings had that effect on any human who laid eyes on them.

"Just... Be gentle." Lucifer had no idea what made him form these words, but they suddenly came out.

Humans were not supposed to touch an angel's wings! Dad's number one rule! He could never understand why, but-

Lucifer hissed out as her hand gently rested on his left shoulder, just at the base of his wing.

However, for the first time in the night, his wing replied to her touch.

It lifted, letting her run her hand through it, and slowly, the wing began to stretch.

He could hear the muscles within it strain as it tried to work the limb.

Lucifer's body was growing less tense, his eyes glued on the Detective's hand.

Her hand was running down his feathers, and it was almost as if... She were somehow helping the wing gain its strength.

The wing was fully out now, looking larger than before, feathers fluffing up around it, as it stretched out to near the end of the bed.

Lucifer gave that wing a weak flap, which it replied easily, and painlessly, before resting against the bed, Chloe's hand slowly withdrawing from it.

He stared at her with widened eyes.

He may not understand much of Dad's rule on humans not touching an angel's wings, but in another angel's eyes, she had just groomed his wing! Not technically fixing it, but it was in much better shape than it was before, compared to his right wing.

"Do that again." He spoke again without his knowledge of where it came from, "To this wing. Just... Do what you did to that one!"

His pain had lessened immensely, and he couldn't believe the effect the Detective had on his wings.

She shakily stood, moving to his right side.

Her eyes met his again, hesitant, as if asking for permission.

"Do it." Lucifer nearly pleaded.

Chloe cautiously laid a hand on his right wing.

He had a similar effect as the first, pain. It hurt, but he knew, the wing would reply to her touch.

And it did.

New and brighter feathers began to blossom, his wing making a loud cracking noise as it tried to shape itself.

The wing made its natural curve, before once again relaxing into the bed, drooping off the other end of the bed.

Chloe continued to run her hand through the feathers, a tear running down her cheek.

Lucifer immediately caught it with his hand going to her cheek.

Her gaze left the repaired wing, up to his eyes.

"Thank you, Detective." Lucifer whispered, the pain completely gone, leaving a fluttery feeling in his chest that filled him with emotion.

She laughed a little, "W-what did I even do?"

Lucifer smiled, "You helped restore my wings. I don't know how, but..."

He trailed off.

He was just overwhelmed with so much emotion.

Slowly, he found himself leaning down to her, hesitating for a few seconds when he neared her, before pressing his lips to hers.

Chloe was taken by surprise by this, because she soon hummed against his lips, before pushing away from him.

He stared down at her, confused for a second, before realization hit.

"Oh. I am... So sorry... I..."

"It's ok... I just..." Chloe trailed off.

Lucifer waited, although he already knew, with the overwhelming emotion he felt with her touching his wings, despite his growing feelings for her, didn't mean she was returning it.

She was still the Detective, and he was still someone she didn't fully Know.

Hence, their border lines remained.

"Ahem... I should really get home." Chloe said, "I don't even remember why I even came here."

"If you wish. But... Detective?" Lucifer spoke

"Yes?" She turned back to him.

"I must ask you... Not to spread word... Of my... Wings... Please?" Lucifer asked.

Chloe smiled, "Yeah, sure." She stood, "Besides, for all I know, I may have just dreamed this whole thing up."

Lucifer's heart dropped at that.

She still didn't believe.

"I assure you Detective, it is not a dream. However, next time you come, may I can have learned how to keep them hidden." Lucifer told her.

Whether she believed him or not, whether he wanted her to or not, he couldn't just keep his wings known.

"Goodnight, Lucifer." Chloe said.

"Goodnight... Chloe." Lucifer said.

Despite how much he missed the moment they had only moments ago, it was time for reality to return.

Chloe left him, and in minutes, was returned with Maze's form.

"Well. What did I miss?" Maze asked, "Your wings have never looked better."

Lucifer stood, lifting his wings to fold behind him, which was easier to do now. Completely pain free.

"Chloe helped them heal somehow." He said quietly, still upset with the lost moment. The thought that she may never run her hands through these wings again...

Maze's expression changed to surprise, but also curiosity, "And how could a human manage that?"

"I'm just as bewildered as you, Maze. And right now, I am tired." Lucifer said, and it was true.

His wings took quite bit of his energy out of him.

"Fine. Sleep... Mope. But in the morning, you need to find a way to hide your wings. Call your brother if you have to." Maze said.

"I know Maze. I'll handle it." Lucifer said before retreating to his bed again.

He laid on is side, his wings shielding him from the demon's stare, as he lost himself in his own thoughts.

Chloe was all he could think about. When her hands touched his wings, it was like a connection was sparked from deep within. Now, his wings ached for more of her touch. He ached for it.

He could only hope that once he could hide them from all view, his growing desire would fade.

A/N: So, I hoped you enjoyed this, yes it could be a little ooc for a bit in the beginning, but hey, it's fanfiction.

Leave some reviews on what you thought, should I give this story a second chapter?

~Wolflover235

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