You sat on your bed as you hugged a familiar red and black pillow tightly. It was the one he would always lay his head on. You couldn't stop the tears from flowing. It wasn't that you were scared of Nick or that you didn't like him. The problem was you found yourself growing to really like him. It was because you were feeling a mix of emotions. The one you felt most shamefulness. You felt like a cheater. You knew he was gone and you should move on, but how could you? and with his vessel at that? You weren't sure how long you cried, but eventually, you drifted off to sleep.
You opened your eyes and sat up. You were on a plush bed covered with a velvet black comforter. You looked around and didn't recognize the room you were in. You opened the door and noticed a long hallway. It was dimly lit with lights scattered along them. You followed them until you came across two huge, black, wood, double doors. You pushed them open and walked in. It was a throne room. A short red carpet lead to a small set of steps. A throne was turned with it's back toward you. You could tell someone was sitting on the throne. "Um hello?" you called. When the throne chair spun around your heart skipped a beat at the familiar blue eyes that were looking at you. It may have looked like Nick, but you knew without a doubt it was your angel.
"Hello my beautiful rose," he greeted. Tears filled your eyes at the sound of the pet name you hadn't heard since your angel was taken from you. He was in front of you in seconds. His icy hands caressing your face as he wiped fallen tears from your cheeks, "Why so sad? Aren't you happy to see me?". You noticed an odd echo to his voice. Then you remembered that most humans couldn't handle seeing or hearing an angel's true form or voice. Which explains why he came to you in Nick's form and maybe he was trying his best to keep his voice as human as possible. You wrap your arms around him. Fully intent on never letting go.
"I am happy to see you," you said as more tears fell, "but how?". He smiled.
"I may be gone from the real world, but even in my own dream state, I can still hear prayers. I'm answering two,".
"Who's prayers?" you asked. He smiled.
"Your's and Nick's," he said, "you both seem to be praying for the same thing. My acceptance of the love growing between you two,".
"I'm so sorry," you said but he gently hushed you by placing his finger on your mouth.
"Don't be," he said, "It's ok. I'm no longer able to walk the earth, but my connection to Nick and to you is strong enough I can still hear prayers even in my dream state. You both ask for acceptance and even feel bad for the feelings your growing. I'm ok with it honestly. I'm no longer there to be with you. To protect you and love you, but Nick is. Who better to trust with my true love than the vessel who held me for so long. I want you happy Y/N,".
"I'll always love you Lucifer," you told him, "always,". He smiled and leaned down softly pressing his cool lips to yours. You closed your eyes getting lost in the kiss you've missed.
When you opened your eyes you were in your room, on your bed alone. You took a moment to let tears fall. Yes, they were tears of mourning, but they felt lighter this time. This time yes you were mourning your angel, but now you knew you could move on and it wouldn't be a shameful thing. You decided to go and talk with Nick, but first, there was something you needed to do. One final thing for a perfect goodbye to the angel you loved. You grabbed the box from your nightstand and headed for the garden in the bunker. Soon the box was buried under the rose bushes. It was your angel's favorite flower. Lucifer didn't show admiration for a lot of things his father created, but the one thing he did seem to enjoy was nature. Especially roses. So burying the box under the rose bushes seemed fitting. You said one final goodbye to your past and then headed inside hoping you still had a shot at a happy future.