AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by 1artsypineapple.

You sat on your bed as Lucifer sat on top of your desk. You were never scared around the archangel. In fact, he was really the only person you wanted to be around. Some people might think you were crazy, but you cared for the celestial being. You may even be a little attracted to him. You just couldn't picture him as the monster everyone else believed he was. Lucifer kept noticing you would peek over at him as he tossed an old magic eight ball from hand to hand. "What are you drawing?" he asked.

"Just doodling," you answered, but he saw the blush on your cheeks. As you continued to draw Lucifer acted like he was casually walking around your room. Suddenly he snatched her sketchbook. "Hey!" you said surprised. He chuckled but soon got a shocked look on his face. The sketch you were working on was of him. It was drawn out so beautifully. His blue eyes seemed to shine in the picture. He had a real genuine smile on his face and his wings. They were huge and flawless. You had colored them black, but they faded into a light gray shade at the tips. They also seemed to have a light, pink sparkle to them. You just sat there. Not saying a word.

"Is this really how you picture me?" he asked. There was no sense of anger or disgust in his tone. You kept your eyes on your hands.

"Yes," you answered, "you may be Lucifer, but not everyone knows your true story. Not everyone sees you as a monster. I certainly don't. There's a beauty in you, that has been hidden so deep that you can't even see it. It's there. I can see it. I have seen it,". He just sat there for a while.

"You drew this with love," he stated, "it's too detailed to just be a random drawing,". You nodded.

"Of course I drew it with love," you said, "I love you after all,". Your eyes widened at what you said but didn't take it back. You didn't want to take it back. He got up and walked over to you and sat next to you.

"Did you mean it?" he said clasping your soft, warm hands in his cool ones, "Did you?". You could see a look of hope in his baby blue eyes.

"Yes Lucifer," you said looking him in the eyes, "I love you,". He smiled and softly cupped your face in his hand. He leaned in and softly pressed his icy lips to yours.