Summary: Dean and Lucifer Talk.
"So, what did Gabriel mean when he said you'd fallen?" Dean asked as he set out plates, Lucifer had shown up late in the evening and Dean had welcomed his friend into his home, like he had done so often before he had known the man was an Angel.
"I may have developed feelings of a romantic nature towards you." Lucifer admitted.
"Oh." Dean said as he served them both food. "Did you plan on doing anything about those feelings?"
Lucifer looked up from his plate to Dean's smiling face. "Winston..."
"You always call me that even though you know it's a lie." Dean uttered as he sat.
"I did not want there to be questions for you if others heard me call you by another name." Lucifer admitted, "I wanted to protect you from what we planned for the world as long as I could, I wanted you safe, since that first night when you thought I was named for my Father's favorite Angel instead of the Devil."
Dean's eyes softened, "I wouldn't say no to a date, Luc'."
"Will you accompany me to a meal and a movie?" Lucifer asked.
Dean chuckled, "Yes, but you're still sleeping in the guest room."
"I would only dream of doing otherwise." Lucifer said with a smirk.
"You are a bad bad man." Dean accused.
"Perhaps so." Lucifer returned.
I Lucifer/Dean'd, I should feel bad, but I really don't.