🌼evil bambi🌼

I am holding Lucifer, he's in a deep sleep.

My arm around his waist, his head using my other for a pillow.His hand sleepily intertwined with mine.

There's a little knock on the door.I expect it to be Niffty, although normally she talks through the door.

I pull the covers over Luci, slowly climbing out of the bed and heading to the door.Opening it, not to Niffty, not Charlie, Not even Vaggie.

But to Lilith.

"What on earth are you knocking so late for-?"

"Kind of an itty bitty situation..I uhm-...well uh- maybe you should just come with me.."Theres panic in her voice, her usual demeanor taken over as she looks absolutely terrified."Put a shirt on first."

I step back into my room, grabbing the shirt Luci tossed this morning when trying to find the sweater he steals from me.

As I walk out, buttoning the shirt, she takes me down to the lobby.Her panic entirely more apparent when I see who she now has tied with glowing angelic ropes.

"Adam-..and lute."

"Fuck." I step closer to the pair.

"Let us out you deranged assholes!" Lute yells.

"Why the hell are you here?!" I question.

"Obviously to kill that stupid short bitch!"

"That really doesn't narrow it down." Lilith adds.

"The little redhead that stabbed Adam!"

See now, when you threaten her, you have me to get through.A version of me not many people live to tell the story of.

"Listen, and I really mean it." I step closer, grabbing her by the collar. "There's a lot that you're allowed to do in hell..but you dare to put even a pinky on her..I will show you that you no longer overpower the demon race.."

"Fuck you."

"I know your desperate because of that imbecile, but I'm married. So let's not use such language."

She glares as me.

"When you can communicate like an adult I'll indulge in your presence. Until then," I snap.

"Where'd you put them-" Lilith questions.

"Hung in my office. Which may be a bad decision, Luci is in there a lot. But I need a coffee."

"Mm. What's the deal woth the little redhead?"

"Niffty? She's just a very very old friend. Long before her mind was lost."

"So you take care of her now? Who knew that radio demon could have a heart."

We step into the kitchen, as I start a pot of coffee, she starts the kettle.

Her presence is entirely less annoying than normal.

I suppose we did get along for a moment before I made the ungodly decision to sign my soul off to her.