You found yourself again amongst smeared ink and the old, but pleasant smell of the books in the bunker's library. It had been hours of either deciphering porely scribbled english or the various mother languages the books were written in. Your eyes were growing tired and began to blur the lines together so eventually you closed the book and groaned, standing up to leave. Just as you pushed the chair in Lucifer turned the corner and began to swagger up to you.
"Why are you in here so often anyway?" He asked you and you thought for a moment before answering.
"Just reading, not really much else to do," you decided on that response but he scrunched his face at you.
"Oh, there are plenty of things to do," He winked, earning an eye roll from you. He was standing beside you know, running his long fingers over the books you had strewn over the desk, "Interested in angels and hell are we?" You elected to ignore him but a slight smile crept on to your face as he looked at you with his signature devilish grin.
"Why don't you go bother the boys, Luce?" He wasn't really bothering you that much but teasing each other had become a bit of a game between the two of you.
"They're no fun, besides I think you actually like me," He grinned again, touching his fingers to his lips.
"I put up with you," you retaliated, tapping your thumb on the chair you were leaning against.
"Hmm," He hummed leaning closer to you, "Perhaps, but you don't hate me," Lucifer paused, "You aren't afraid of me," His last few words sounded more sincere than the rest but his expression hadn't changed.
"Should I be," You laughed. He was right, you guessed. You had only known him for a little over a week but fear was definitely not a word to describe your feelings toward him.
"I'm the devil," He said dramatically, "The prince of lies," He brought his fist up and shook it in front of his face causing you to laugh a little, "The essence of evil."
"Ya, trust me, I've seen evil and it looks nothing like you," You laughed with the words and he looked down at you with something unreadable in his icy eyes more a moment, "You aren't the first Archangel I've met," The words slipped carelessly from your lips but you realized immediately what you had said.
"Is that so?" He turned to you a bit more intently, silently imploring you to continue.
"Um, ya," you rubbed the back of your neck, refusing eye contact, "I know Gabriel." You finally met his curious eyes.
"Gabriel?" The words left his tongue like they were foreign.
"I met him a few years ago on some random hunt. We actually became good friends." Silence enveloped the two of you for a moment and a sort of emotion overtook his features that you had never seen on him before.
"I don't know Luce," you attempted to break the tension and silence, "I guess I've always thought of us as friends or at least something of the sort," You place a hand on his shoulder before walking out of the library to go find Sam.
You breathed heavily as the sound of your tennis shoes thudding the concrete filled your ears. You liked going running with Sam, mainly because it was really quiet around the bunker and he was good company.
"You know, I think Lucifer has started to take a shine to you. If you want I can tell him to leave you alone," Sam was turned around,jogged in place, as he spoke to you. You continued running past him and he ran beside you.
"No, Sammy," you laughed, "We actually get along," You saw Sam's expression twist a bit, "Besides, I won't be around much longer," Both of you continued running for a few yards.
"What do you mean?" Sam stopped, towering over you as he creased his brown.
"I mean," You continued to breath slightly heavily, still catching your breath, "I plan on taking off soon. I love you guys and It was great seeing you again but I've got somethings to take care of," You trailed off slightly and sighed as Sam continued to stare down at you, his hands finding their way to his hips that, in another situation, would have made you laugh.
"You know (Y/N), if your caught up in something we can help you," The sun was a bit bright, causing you to squint up at him.
"I know Sammy," You smiled, before continuing to run, stopping after a few feet because he hadn't moved, "Well, come on," You grinned and his worried expression turned to a smile as he jogged behind you back to the bunker.
The shower squeaked slightly when you turned the water off. You wrapped a grey towel around yourself and stepped out into the bathroom. The tile floor was cold on your bare feet but the bathroom was pleasantly warm from the shower steam. Making quick work of drying off, you dressed in an old t-shirt and flannel paired with a pair of lounge shorts. Your wet hair slightly dampened your shirt. As you walked down the hallway, a certain tall blonde angel strode up beside you.
"I was thinking we still haven't done anything fun," You stopped to look at him as he wore a haughty grin.
"What would you suggest?" He shrugged.
"Raise a little havoc, move to L.A. solve crimes," He suggested and you laughed, messing with your damp hair, "You're no fun," he added hoping to coax the evident contrarian in you.
"I've been a bit busy," You were looking up at him as he stared at the ceiling, flicking his tongue over his lips as he thought. Suddenly, his eyes snapped back to yours.
"Come on, one risk," he requested, "Something you've always wanted to do or just something," he wiggled his fingers, "Not boring." You glared at him, contemplating your response. You allowed a grin to ghost over your lips as an idea popped into your head.
"Fine, I do one thing and you leave me be?" He nodded, opening both of his arms in a waving motion as if he was giving the floor to you. A certain mischievous glint was evident in your eyes and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious. You stepped forward, closer to him and Lucifer simply watched you, unsure of what you were doing. He wasn't sure where he had been headed with the conversation but was completely taken by surprised as you crashed your lips against his, standing on your toes slightly and moving a hand to the back of your neck. You pulled away from his chilled lips but he chased chased yours, connecting them again, as he pressed you against the wall. Your other hand ran delicately up his chest and you hummed as his tongue ghosted across your lower lip. He pulled back slightly and you took the opportunity to slip from his grasp, leaving one last chaste kiss to his lips before retrieting down the hallway, a wide grin on your face as he watched you walk away, speechless.
