AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by 1artsypineapple.
Lucifer had lost his powers and had no other option, but to stay in the bunker with you and the boys. It wasn't actually that bad, to be honest. Without his powers, he was actually kinda calm. You two actually hung out a lot being as the boys still didn't trust him enough to let their guards down, but you didn't really feel the same. Something drew you to the former archangel. "We got a case," Dean said walking into the library, "whose on angel sitting duty?".
"Hey Dean, I can watch myself you know," Lucifer said. Dean just ignored him.
"I'll do it," you offered, "I don't feel like hunting anyway,".
"You sure?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I'll be fine you two,". you said.
"OK, well you need us a call," Dean said as he and Sam prepared to leave. Soon Lucifer got the urge of hunger. You held in a giggle as his stomach growled.
"I'll never get used to that," he said, "how you humans deal with it I'll never know,".
"Well we kinda have no choice," you said, "hmm you know incase your powers don't restore maybe you should learn to cook,".
"That would involve reading one of the cookbooks," he said, "who wants to do that,". You rolled your eyes.
"Fine I'll teach you," you said getting up, "meet me in the kitchen,". You hurried off. Lucifer smiled. Truth was he didn't care about reading cookbooks because he actually knew how to cook, but if it bought him time with you than he'd gladly fake his way through a cooking lesson. He walked into the kitchen to see you standing at the kitchen counter tying on an apron. He smirked on the slogan on the apron Kiss The Cook. "Thought we start with something easy, grilled cheese," you told him.
"Don't they always come out burnt?" he asked.
"They're usually better that way," you said, "but we won't burn yours,". Lucifer watched as you preheated a pan and got out butter, bread, and cheese.
"So what first there doll?" Lucifer asked.
"Well angel," you said with a small smirk, "first we butter the pan so the bread doesn't stick,". you said holding out the stick of butter to him.
"Seriously?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"You're the one learning," you said. He rolled his eyes and took the stick. You watch as he spread the butter around. More in a square than a circle, but it'll work. After you showed him how to butter the bread before placing it in the pan you watched as he easily flipped the sandwich.
"This is too easy," he said. You smiled and watched. Lucifer noticed you kept peeking at him, "what?".
"Nothing was just wondering since your human, for the time being, are you gonna shave?" you asked.
"Haven't really thought about it," he said finishing up the first grilled cheese.
"Well don't know if you care, but I think you look awesome with the beard," you said, "brings out those beautiful blue eyes,". He nodded. "Than I'm definitely not shaving," he thought to himself. Once the second sandwich was done he placed it on a plate.
"These better be good," he said, "but I forgot something,". You looked at him confused.
"What?" you asked. He kept walking toward you until you were against the counter and he locked you there by placing both his hands on the counter by your sides, "what are you doing Lucifer?" you asked. He used one finger to lift up your head.
"What I was told," he said bringing his face so close to your face his lips ghosted against yours and you could feel his chili breath, "kissing the cook,". Before you knew it he was kissing you. He expected you to freeze or to fight him off, but to his pleasure and surprise, you ran your hands through his hair and kissed back vowing to yourself to wear the apron every time you taught him to cook something new.