A/N So I published this as a oneshot and expected to be burnt. Instead I found a host of secret Ella x Lucifer fans! So I thought that instead of swamping the fandom with lots of 300 word drabbles I would compile them all in one. Thank you to all those that reviewed, followed and favourited. I was genuinely pleasantly surprised. I hope you enjoy any further posts as well.
Money, money, money
"I've always wondered what it would be like to date someone like you."
"Someone like me," Lucifer repeated with a raised eyebrow as he poured her a drink from his bar.
"You know," Ella said distractedly as she gazed around his rooms, "someone rich."
"Ah, I see." He handed her a drink and she handed him the case files. She took a sip and wandered around the room as he flicked his eyes over her notes, in her unintelligible scrawl. "Nope." He said finally, surrendering, "you will have to explain this. I had people doing this in Hell as a punishment you know."
She rolled her eyes and stepped closer. "What? Transcribing bad handwriting?"
"Precisely. A tortuous exercise."
She came and stood next to him at the bar, her shoulder brushing his casually.
"Look, it's really simple…"
"Obviously."
She gave him her best unimpressed face. She didn't really think twice about how close they were.
"You ready to shut up and listen?"
He was looking down at her strangely, a light in his eyes she hadn't seen before.
"You don't have to wonder you know." His voice was low, tremulous.
"What?" she was confused.
"It's probably a really bad idea and one of us might burst into flames…" she raised an eyebrow at him, "but you could…you know…date me."
She felt as though struck.
"What?"
"We could go on a date."
She wanted to laugh but he was gazing at her earnestly.
"You serious?" she asked incredulously.
"Call it rebellious of me," he murmured, his hand covering hers on the case file, "but I am deadly serious."