"if i could just have one wish, i'd have you by my side"

miley cyrus — "stay"

"Sei la donna..."

What Lucifer said in Italian started like that. Didn't it? "Sei la donna..." and then he said... nope, there's no place inside my brain that it hold on to it.

The empty hallway from Lucifer's hospital room would be the perfect place to study. You know, since finals are coming up. No noise, no people that could distract me, no horny teenagers making out in front of my much loved cereal, that's what I thought before and it would be what I'd be doing (my notes are still on my lap while I sit on the chair, completely ignored) if my brain hadn't started with the fact that Lucifer looked pretty with his stupid sexy Italian words consuming by brain once I remembered it.

It shouldn't be that difficult. Just, go back to that moment and seek the memory of Lucifer's words in Italian.

"Sei la donna, sei la donna, sei la donna, sei la donna..." there's no case. All my mind can remember is me smiling like an idiot at the fact that Lucifer spoke in the beautiful language Italian. Like a love spell he was doing while he talked that it ended on me just nodding at everything he said.

My thumbs are still on the keyboard of my phone, waiting for me to type something in the translator. Even if there's a slight chance of my brain remembering what he said to me, there's no way that I'm gonna be able to write it down correctly.

Maybe he insulted me in Italian and I just smiled like the idiot I am. Knowing me, that could happen!

Giving up, my thumb presses the speaker option for my phone to hear me. "Hey, what's up? What are phrases that Italian men say to flirt with women?"

I feel so fucking stupid right now.

"Here's what I found on men flirting with women..."

"No, no, Italian men—"

"Here's what I found, most famous Italian men..."

"No, fuck, google. Italian men flirting with—"

"Italian man finding..."

"No, are you dumb?"

"There's no need to be rude."

I have to let out a sigh. "What do Italian men say to flirt with women?"

The loading circle builds the tiniest of hope my phone understood me once and for all. There's something more embarrassing than having to google this, that google, doesn't understand you when you do it like it's giving you a couple of chances for you to realise how dumb you look.

It loads and it loads. And the tiny hope, somehow, becomes bigger.

"Here's what I found on why men flirt with women..."

"Oh, c'mon!"

"Are you fighting with google, Lil?" Ada's confused voice coming from my left lifts my eyes to her.

"Would it be too weird if I start fighting with my phone?" I ask when she sits down next to me.

"If you want to be included on the kill list once the robots take over the world, go for it." Ada gives a quick look to my notes on my lap. "I thought you were gonna study."

"Lucifer told me something in Italian and I'm trying to translate it." Blocking my phone, I then leave it right on top of my ignored notes.

"Ask him what he meant."

"I tried it. He said to google it."

"And you didn't annoy him until he told you?"

"I don't know what came over me." My frustrated words gain a chuckle from Ada. "He started saying words in Italian and a part of me stood there like I was about to grab a piece of my hair and twist it like a little girl."

Knowing Ada, she would've done the same thing. We both talked endless of times how we like the accent and how stupid we become when we hear it. "I understand. Surprise to me that you didn't start jumping excitedly."

I let out a long sigh come out of my mouth when my attention goes towards my notes still on my lap. It's not like they're gonna grow legs and somehow manage to leave me alone, would be a killer of a time not having them in front of me reminding me of how I'm not studying right now. "My notes do look pretty... to bad I'm not gonna study them right now." I close them and put them aside.

"Can you believe we're getting close to finals?"

The back of my head rests on the wall behind me. Closing my eyes, I wish that part of my life wouldn't be real. "Don't remind me."

"And then graduation..." Ada continues "the future, having to figure out where the hell are we supposed to start."

"Ada, my love, my baby," I stop her "do you want me to have a mental breakdown?"

"Then let's talk about something else." Oh, oh. I wait for her to talk. "Lucifer." Opening my eyes to find a big smile on her lips and excited eyes like I'm gonna give her the gossip of the century, a part of me regrets ever stopping her.

"Yep." I nod, without leaving the wall. "That could lead to another mental breakdown."

"Why? I thought everything was good."

"It is. There's no doubt that I clearly don't hate him anymore. It's just..." this time, it's me that I stop. The perfect word to describe how I feel it's still a mystery to me. It's all a combination of feelings that come to one thing, and one thing only. "It's scary." I let out having to close my eyes once again.

"Love is supposed to be a little bit scary, my friend." Ada wraps her arm around mine and lets her head rest on my shoulder, leaving me with the question how is something that's supposed to feel nice, feel scary at the same time.

"Remember when you told me you hated everyone?" Ada asks me. "You don't. You hate the fact that you're so afraid of letting people in and that you walk away every time something gets further than you expected to go."

I stand still like my friend's words hit something inside of me that no part of me believed I had.

"But you kept going back to Lucifer because you two claimed to hate each other, so, that gave you the safety you weren't gonna fall for him. Like there was no way any other feeling could grow and you couldn't get hurt. When in reality, it was all a slow process of you two falling for each other."

Truth sucks, doesn't it?

Ada's words explode in me like a balloon being stroked by a knife.

Maybe they're the truthful words my brain needed to hear to finally realise my true feelings and what lead to us here. I've known me for twenty one years, there's never been a situation where I haven't walked out when it came out of the ordinary for me. If it scared me, then I'd walked away. And the feelings were ignored until they were locked away in a case inside my chest, throwing the key afterwards.

This isn't something we can't escape. Neither of us. Lucifer and I are locked together in this mystery of a whole. We walked into it not knowing we could end like this, trapped in each other. And, to be honest, a part of me isn't freaked anymore. Somehow, the fact that Lucifer's in there with me calms me, it doesn't make me want to run away chasing my comfort zone, instead, as I imagine him holding my hand it all just makes sense. And everything feels right.

God, that was corny. I'm gonna make myself throw up.

I open my eyes to stare at the ceiling. "At the beginning I did want to punch him in the face until he didn't look like him anymore."

"Alright—"

"And then think of ways to kill him."

"Lil—"

"Actually, thinking of ways that I could murder him gave me good nights of sleep... I'm gonna miss that."

"Alright!" I smile at myself, enjoying Ada's little freak out. "Maybe at the biginning it was all just hate. That's why I said slow. Jesus, you're crazy, Lil."

Us both laughing surrounds the room. Shifting my eyes to her, I ask myself if it is possible to find a better friend like her. "Your future patients are gonna curse your name."

Ada chuckles. "Why?"

"Because you speak the truth and no one likes the truth."

Smiling at me, Ada stars caressing my arm. It's like she knows what was going through my mind, something in my eyes told her. "You love him, don't you?"

I have to let out a sigh and close my eyes, enabled to let out the truth. "Fuck."

Hugging me tightly, excited that this is happening, Ada acts like a little kid. "That's only the beginning, baby! You and Lucifer sitting in a tree..."

When the door of Lucifer's room opens, my hand slaps the side of Ada's arm to prevent her from singing. We both get up trying to hide the fact that we were talking about the man that walked out of that room.

"Are you guys alright?" Lucifer asks us both noticing our weird behaviour while the nurse is behind him looking down at a couple of papers.

"Yep, yeah, we're fine." I say, nodding nervously. Asking myself when has a man ever made me nervous, I quickly snap out of it when the nurse walks besides Lucifer soon followed by Colin and Griffin, who just walked out of the room also.

"Mr. Donovan, see you tomorrow morning for your first check up?"

"Yes." Lucifer nods. Soon, like a quick click, he turns his head to me and gives me a smile. My lips can't help it, they return it.

"He's a good boy." Colin places his arm around Lucifer's shoulder. "He'll be here."

"Or we're gonna force him." Griffin adds.

"Yeah," Lucifer chuckles, still, with his eyes glued on me "like you two can go against me."

Griffin opens his mouth, like he's offended at Lucifer's comment. "I don't know if you remember, but I did beat you when we wrestled at the age of five. So, screw you, man."

"Be here, Mr. Donovan." I hear the nurse say again. But my eyes can't let go of Lucifer's, it's like they're wrapping me in a long red string. "Mr. Donovan?" The nurse tries to get his attention.

"Yes?" He replies with a tiny smirk on the corner of his lips.

Finally, being able to let myself free from his stare, my attention shifts to the nurse. And finding that her left eyebrow is lifted, and an obvious look is going on in her, it welcomes the butterflies inside my stomach. "Mr. Donovan, no sex."

My surprise on the nurse's cheeky yet serious comment shows on the way my eyes can't help on going a bit wide. It's soon followed by a sweet chuckle coming from Ada and a tease whistle from Colin.

"These two?" He points at us both, while I try to not smile and Lucifer smirks and looks down, showing a tiny dimple on the right corner of his mouth. "How are we gonna be able to stop them?"

Griffin takes a step forward. "See, here's the thing. Mr. Donovan and Ms. Avery just realised they like each other. And you know, they're gonna go at it like rabbits—"

"Griffin!" I stop him, holding a laugh in, even if I'm as embarrassed as the moment the police officer drove me home because I accidentally fell at a party and broke my ankle.

"What?" Griffin complains, like he did nothing. "It's true."

I look at Ada, hoping to get a bit of help. But she doesn't look like she is gonna give it to me. "I was hoping you two would finally get the sex of two people in love—"

"God!" I cover my eyes with my hands. "This is nightmare." 

I hear Lucifer chuckle.

Asshole.

"The sex could open the wound." I hear the nurse say with troubled words since she's holding a laugh in. "The movement isn't good for it. But, it's only for a two days, then you two can go at it like rabbits... like your friend said."

Earth, please, eat me.

"We're gonna be outside their room," Colin says "cheering with signs and everything."

"I'll join." Ada gives Colin a high five.

"I'll buy the popcorn!" Now Griffin joins, like they're talking about some football game.

"Sodas and beer?"

"Then pizza!"

"I like making signs, I'll do them! Just like Lucifer is gonna do—"

AHHHHHH!

I open my eyes to find the nurse chuckling and enjoying the little show our friends are giving. She gives me a look and a tiny smile. "You have lovely friends."

"Better stay close." I say to her. "I'm definitely gonna hurt them."

When she turns around, my eyes give up and find Lucifer. He doesn't hide the smile his lips are giving, and the shine in his eyes show the happiness that he's having inside. Since his head is a bit tilted down, his messy curls fall down on his forehead. His pinkish lips take all my attention. Thick and soft looking, they grow the need in mine to taste them. His eyes, green and with a dark look, he stares at me like I'm the finest piece of art there is to watch.

Shit. He's so fucking pretty.

When the nurse finally turns around and leaves us behind, Colin, Griffin and Ada follow her still with their tiny cheerleading conversation. My step to get behind them it's stopped when Lucifer grabs my arm and pulls me closer to him. Our lips are the edge of each other, but he doesn't kiss me, instead, the smirk on his lips goes even bigger.

"Lucky for us," he darkly whispers "I know a couple of things that don't requiere a lot of... movement from my body."

And just like that, he follows the group with confident steps.

There's not a word that could describe how he leaves me feeling.

Maybe: AHHHHHHH!

Yep, that sums it.

[...]

"Movie morning!" Is the first thing we hear once we walk inside the apartment.

The rest of the group is in the living room holding popcorn, drinks, and blankets. Bobby and Paul, for some reason, have a party hat on, while Ryker and Ivy wave around the blankets as if they were a flag and they were a football game cheering for their favourite team.

"Movie morning?" I hear Colin ask with a confused look.

Ivy stops waving her blanket. "We figured Lucifer isn't gonna be able to do much, so, we decided to make a movie night. But it's morning, so... yeah, that's it."

"When did you guys come here?" Lucifer asking brings to my attention that the group isn't the only people
here, but his sisters too.

Mylah, with her backwards black cap on and oversized shirt, Vienna with her hair up in a bone and April, with her sweet green eyes, they all hug Lucifer in a tight hug, worried for their big brother.

"An hour ago." Mylah replies. "Decided to give you a surprise when we found these guys trying to pull out a movie night."

"Movie night!" The group yells in synchronised when they go back to preparing everything. Ada, Griffin, and Colin, they all join too.

"How are you?" Vienna asks. She doesn't do it with her cocky tone like I remember she has.

"Ignoring the fact I feel like a knife is inside my stomach swinging around all my intestines, it's all good."

Mylah breaks from the hug to stare at her big brother. "Would you hate me if in the middle of the night I grab a baseball bat and destroy your motorcycle because it gave us a pretty big scare?"

"I'm fine guys, don't worry."

"Lilith?" Vienna breaks from the hug as well when she turns to face me. "Nice to see you!"

"Thank you for taking care of our big brother. He can be a stubborn asshole sometimes." Mylah nods at me, and I reply to it.

"I'm the only one would slap him if he did something that he wasn't supposed to, so, it was alright." Lucifer chuckles.

"Yeah, right—"

But Mylah slaps him in the arm. "Shut up. And that, was for scaring us."

"Yeah," April still hugs Lucifer tightly "don't do it again, please."

When the sound of someone walking behind us becomes louder, the attention of the group goes towards Ivy who's trying to hold a bunch of drinks between her hands. "This is a nice little reunion, so cute, hate to ruin it, but can you guys help me?"

Lucifer's sisters don't wait and go to rescue Ivy and a possible mini pool on the floor of soda. I look around for something to do, help in any way, when Ada's arm touches mine.

"You, mister," she isn't talking to me, she's taking to Lucifer "go and change. There's nothing for you to do here."

"Unbelievable." Lucifer relies with Ada pushing him to the hallway. "I'm being kicked out of my own living room."

"Yes, you are. Now, go, go."

Before disappearing, Lucifer shifts his eyes to me with a smirk on the corner of his lips. A part of me wants go follow him, but the other, knows that I'm gonna be of better help if stay here and prepare everything for movie morning.

"Go with him." Ada's whisper prevents me for looking a way to help.

"What?"

"Talk to him."

"About what?"

"Your feelings for him, you dumbass, go, go, go!" She pushes me with the intention of following Lucifer, when I stop myself, and go back to her.

"My feelings? How do you talk about feelings? I barely came with the fact that I don't hate him anymore!"

"Words aren't the only answer to talk about feelings. Kiss the shit out of him, that'd tell him!"

"Now?"

"Now!"

Don't know how, but Ada's push gives me the strength to make my way towards the hallway and then Lucifer's room. Meanwhile, my brain asks me if at some point in my life talking about feelings is ever gonna be easy. As confusing as they are, coming up with words to explain them is as hard as acknowledge them in the first place!

If you want to talk about ways to describe a crime scene by just looking at the dead body, sure! Let's do that! I have the ability to do that. But feelings? Not even a single word comes to mind for me to say.

Maybe Ada's right. (She definitely is). Words aren't the only answer.

Standing on the door and staring at the inside of Lucifer's room, the first thing that gets my attention is his wide back facing me. He has a T-shirt in between his hands and his eyes are looking down. Even if he's not looking my way, I can still catch a glimpse of a tiny smirk on the corner of his lips.

"The moment Ada said go I knew you'd follow me." Lucifer says, teasing. Turning to lock eyes with me, he gives my body a quick look. "I'm glad you did."

I simple shrug my shoulder, laying my shoulder on the frame of the door. "It was just to annoy you."

He lifts an eyebrow. "It was?"

"Yeah, that's my purpose in life."

"You see me in your life? That's adorable, Avery." Before I can think of an answer, his grabs the end of his shirt and pulls it out from his body. Inevitably, my eyes shift down to his naked stomach and chest, like a quick reflex. His tattoos make my heart melt, and the way he moves, carelessly yet confidently, caught my eyes even deeper on him. "My eyes are up here, baby."

Fuck. I roll my eyes, hating the fact that he saw me staring at him like that. "Go to Hell."

"My name's Lucifer, love," he places the new shirt on his body "I'm gonna be welcomed with open arms."

I prevent myself from melting down from his mesmerising eyes and smirking lips, and the fact that he's now walking towards me by crossing my arms on my chest. "With my little demon babies I'm gonna take your throne."

"Or let me marry you and be the queen." He tilts his head a bit to the side, without erasing the cockiness screaming in his expression.

Let me marry you. My brain can't help but wonder why did that sound pretty good.

"Being the queen suits you, to be honest." With his right hand, he lets it rest above my head, where the top of the door frame is. While his other one, is on my side, which makes him lean closer towards my face and mix our breathing together. I have to force my eyes to keep them in his, since his position is almost gonna break me on the inside. "And, I don't have to mention it because it's already a fact, but, you'd look fantastic in a crown."

I nod, obviously. "Better than you, that is a also a fact."

He leans even further. "And those lovely dresses... red, of course." Brushing our noses together, Lucifer smiles when my eyes give his lips a inevitable look. "How I would love to put them on you every morning and then take them off every fucking night."

Maybe words aren't the only answer. But Lucifer sure knows how to choose the perfect ones.

He's about to unite our lips together in a kiss when a second in, he slightly pulls off, leaving me the need of him growing every second that passes.

So, he's good with words and actions? What is he? An alien sent from Jupiter? He's not real. No human has ever behaved this perfectly.

I playfully punch his chest. "Why are so good with words? I hate you."

"No you don't." I catch him smiling when he brushes our lips together once again. The breathing coming out of his mouth caresses my skin, warming it up in the process. Just like my insides ask for more of him.

"Are you gonna kiss me or not?" I find the courage to ask in a teasing tone.

He immediately smirks. "Here's the thins, love, if I kiss you, we're definitely gonna break the rule the nurse gave me."

No sex. Yes, I remember.

Still, I'm the one who brushes our lips together this time. "I thought you were a rule breaker, Donovan. Can't you break a rule for me?" I find my way into the cockiness in this, bringing back the normal Lilith. "Don't you want me in your bed with no clothes on?" I tease him. "Asking for you to fuck me like you only can?"

Lucifer immediately swings his head back, fighting the urge to kiss me. Smiling, another dimple shows on the corner of his mouth. "Fuck... then you say I'm good with words?"

I can't help but smile, liking that a part of me got him like that and it's not the other way around, like it seems it was for a while.

"The movie is starting!" Colin's yell sounds from the living room.

"Where's Lilith? And Lucifer...?"

Silence follows Griffin's words.

"You two aren't having sex, are you?"

"The nurse said no! No sex!"

"We prohibit it!"

"No sex in this house?!" Now Paul joins the yelling. "Is this world have gone crazy?"

Grabbing my hand once Lucifer walks outside the room, he stops to face at me first. "Let's go before dad grounds us."

I nod, but with an annoying feeling in my stomach. We didn't talk about how we felt. Isn't that what we're supposed to be doing right now that we know we like each other? No?

"Wanted to say something?" I hear Lucifer ask.

Yes.

Yes?

"No." I reply, leaving his room behind with him behind me.

I can't help but think if there's something we're supposed to be doing here. My mind can't help but wonder what do two people do when they know their feelings for the other. Talk about them, isn't that it?

If there were a book that could explain it all, that would be espectacular. Like a list of steps one has to do in this situation.

Lucifer doesn't seem worried about it at all. As soon as we walk inside the living room, he drags me with him to the pillows in front of the Tv. Sitting down by the right corner, we both let our backs rest on the wall just as everyone sits in the middle, like a normal movie morning. While I, well, have my mind on something completely different.

Just don't freak. A part of my brain says, like a warning. Stop thinking about it.

I can't. That's the thing. The unknown of where I'm standing scares the living shit out of me. Like at any moment I could step into a black whole of complete nothingness and be lost for the rest of my life.

Dramatic? Maybe. True? Absolutely.

"We're watching a movie about a crazy dude killing an entire town," Bobby says in a uncaring tone as the lights of the room turn off and Ivy sits down next to Ada and Ryker "there's nothing to be scared of."

"Nothing to be scared of?!" Paul complains. "People die!"

Colin lays his back on Griffin's lap when he plays the movie and it starts "People die every day Paul! That's how we get ghosts!"

"And that's exciting!" Ivy tries to comfort Paul by caressing his shoulder. But that doesn't seem to work when he brusquely turns to her with a worried look.

"There's nothing exciting about ghosts! They posses you!"

Colin chuckles. "Those are the demons. Ghosts are awesome and nice. They just move glasses to remind you that you have to clean them, that's cool!"

"Oh, brother..." Paul gives up and lets his back rest on the floor grabbing a pillow beforehand, ready to have it in case he needs to cover his eyes.

My eyes shift their attention to the movie now five minutes in when a hand caresses my knee. Turning to see Lucifer not giving any look to the TV, but me instead, he leans closer to whisper: "I think Paul getting scary is gonna be way more fun than the movie itself."

I chuckle. "I saw this movie already. He's gonna spend it under that pillow." 

Lucifer gives my forehead a kiss and my heart melts. He shifts his attention to the movie while it plays, while I, on the other hand, can't seem to look away from him. His relaxed expression makes me want to stare at him for as long as I can. Somehow, it manages to brush away all the annoying feelings inside my chest for a moment, and letting all that cares just be Lucifer.

Maybe if I stare long enough it'll make them disappear for good. A part of me hates that they're still here, annoying me and freaking me out, growing the desire for me to just walk away and not look back. Like an annoying itch that you can't scratch.

The entire group has their focus on the movie, enjoying the creepy feeling of it (maybe expect Paul, and Ada is starting to get creeped out as well just because murder is about to happen). I try my best to give it my attention too, since, you know, it involves murder, obviously to my liking, but there's no case. My mind is somewhere else with that annoying feeling inside chest. Knocking and reminding me that we're on unknown ground, when Lucifer holds my hand tightly. I don't look at him noticing a wave brushing it away until it slowly becomes less bigger to the point of letting me enjoy the movie a bit more with everyone.

Even if my mind can't help but get nervous at the fact that I may freaked and ruin this, a stronger part of me doesn't want to. For the first time in my life, when something good like this happens, I don't want to fuck it up. I'm a mess, I know, but please, universe, let me be better.

[...]

"Why did we decided to watch a movie about a psycho who killed an entire town with a chainsaw?!" Paul bangs the empty popcorn bowl on the counter once he, Lucifer, Ada, Colin and I walk inside kitchen. "At elevan in the morning?!"

"I'm definitely gonna have nightmares with his face." Ada replies while shaking her head and opening the fridge to look for something.

Paul walks pass it, trying to hide his eyes from the food inside. "And I don't think I'm gonna eat for the rest of the day—"

I grab one of the water bottles that Ada takes out and start opening one. Watching people get murder makes me thirsty, for some reason.

"Do any of you want to watch the second one with me?!" The yell coming from an excited Vienna immediately makes Ada shake her head.

"Forget about it!"

Colin's head disappears inside the cabinet under the counter as he's determined to find something unknown to me. "Count me in!"

"I have class!" Paul walks towards me and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "And I'm definitely gonna think of the killer every minute the teacher is talking."

"You better watch out," Colin says when Paul now heads his way, ready to say goodbye "or your teacher can be the next... killer!" He dramatically brings out a machine and waves it around Paul to scare him. "AAAAAH!"

It works, of course. Paul screams in a big scare and holds his chest. Lucky for Colin, Paul's first instinct was that and not bang the machine on Colin's head.

"Fuck you!" Paul slaps the side of Colin's arm, who can't stop laughing while placing the machine on the counter letting me see what it is.

It's a blender. Colin scared Paul with a blender.

From behind me, a chuckle can be heard and it doesn't take me long to recognise who was it that did it. When my head slightly turns to the side to face Lucifer, it quickly gets stopped since a pair of arms wrap my waist. I look down to find that bird tattoo on the left hand. My heart jumps to my stomach liking how Lucifer's holding me, but Ada now being the one who slaps the side of Colin's arm (luckily) prevents me from having an outside reaction.

"Really?!" Ada seems to have a good scare too, she covers her face with her hands and shakes her head brusquely. "I'm gonna kill you!"

When Paul tilts his head backwards to let the air get inside his mouth and relax himself, Lucifer's head rests on my right shoulder. Now I'm the one who has the take a deep breath in to relax myself.

"I think my heart stopped for a minute." Paul closes his eyes. "Am I dead? Is this heaven?"

The sound of the blender starting shifts my attention to Colin, who has a smile of an innocent kid like he didn't just scare the living shit out of Ada and Paul. "Anyone want a milkshake?"

Ada walks closer to Colin to make her milkshake while Paul still tries to compose himself, when Lucifer's chin moves a bit closer to the side of my neck. "Are you alright?" I hear him ask in a soft tone.

"Me? Yes, why?"

"We watched a movie about a guy who cut a person in half and you didn't even smile."

I fake a chuckle out. "You're making me sound like a serial killer.... And, yes, I did smile."

"Once. And that's not normal. Is there something wrong?"

Maybe the fact that I spent the entire movie having a mental crisis because I'm in a unknown situation and it freaks me the fuck out. "No. I think that people getting cut in half in moves is very normal." I joke to not let Lucifer see what my brain is truly thinking.

"I think I'm gonna go rest for a bit, then." Lucifer says in a more louder tone for everyone to hear. I can't look at his face, but I can still tell that he didn't buy my lie not even a little bit.

"Are you feeling alright?" Colin asks, worryingly.

"The hospital bed wasn't the bed sleep I've ever had."

"It's ok, we're not gonna be loud. Go, go."

Lucifer's pair of hands let go of my body letting me feel the chillness of the kitchen. My body immediately misses him and his closeness. But it eases itself, knowing that I could change that if I follow him.

"Nothing like watching the same dude terrorising a town for the second time today!" Vienna yells again, followed by a laugh coming from Ivy.

"Wait for the shakes!"

"Hurry up, then!"

"I've never been more grateful of having math class right now." Paul walking pass me it's soon followed by a kiss in the cheek that he gave Lucifer. "Sleep well!"

I can't help but turn around wanting to look at Lucifer. Since Paul is no longer there, my attention inevitably goes to him. His green eyes are already staring at me, with a tiny smile on his lips and a dark look in his face. Pointing with his head to the hallway, he then takes a step back and leaves my sight with no words coming my way first.

"I think I'm gonna take a nap too..." I say without hesitating on the desires of my body on following him.

When I don't hear nothing coming from Colin and Ada, I look back at them to find both of their eyes locked on each other like they're having the exact same thought.

"No sex!" Both of them yell at the same time while the point at me.

"I know!" My body turns around. "My legs are" my hands clap with each other "closed!"

"They better be!" I hear Colin behind me "I don't want to tape them!"

"That's right!" Ada agrees. "Clothes are staying on tonight!"

"Don't make us go there and keep an eye on you two children!"

Even if I'm out of their sight, they're still seem to want to keep going at it.
"Hate to be the mom," (Ada's is lying, she loves it) "but I will go there every ten minutes!"

Ten minutes it took me to get rid of my clothes, lose my virginity, and then put my clothes back on because my mom was about to come home.

"You heard her!" Colin yells.

Yep, mom and dad, I heard.

Lucky for me, that's the last thing my ears hear from them. But the silence it's soon followed by a couple of steps coming from behind me.

"Following me again?" When Lucifer wraps his arms around my shoulders, my hands don't wait a second to hold his and feel his body against mine. Like a warm blanket my body has been asking for since I woke up this morning.

"Waiting for me?" I tease once he gives the side of my neck a gentle kiss, making me feel the chills of it on my stomach.

"Yeah. I didn't want to scare you so I just waited by the side." I turn myself around to face him without unwrapping his arms. Mine, hold his waist to pull him closer to my body.

I lift an eyebrow. "Scare me?"

"We just watched a movie about a guy who killed an entire town and wore human skin as a mask..."

"I've watched that movie for fun and then went to sleep like a baby." I stop him. "And study other crimes every day."

"You're a badass, you know that?" Lucifer brushes our noses together.

"Yeah, I know." As usual, the urge to kiss him comes rushing to me like a quick wave of water. Hot. Because my body isn't feeling any sort of coldness in this moment.

"So, you come here to sleep with me, then?" He teases darkly with a smirk.

"Maybe..."

"Maybe? Do I have to do something to convince you?" Without waiting for an answer, Lucifer touches my lips and lets his breathing caress my skin. Chills fly down my skin, liking the closeness of our bodies and the desire that it has for him.

I don't join our lips together since there's no doubt in me that Lucifer wants to have the control right now. And, to be honest, I'll gladly let him have it. But that doesn't stop my brain from screaming: "kiss him!" every two seconds Lucifer doesn't end the space between us.

"No sex!" Colin's yell makes us both move away from each other. Looking at the new boy in the room, I find him covering his eyes with his hand.

"Why are you with your eyes closed, Colin?" I ask as soon as a chuckle escapes me.

He heads his way towards the bathroom. "Just in case you two were making out or something. Didn't want to interrupt but the three sodas that I drank are killing me now. Sorry." And just like that, with clumsy  steps and almost bumping his forehead against the wall, he leaves our sight once he closes the door of the bathroom.

"C'mon." Lucifer's hand grabbing mine and then leading me to his room on the left side of the hallway prevents me from saying anything after Colin.

But it's never too late for me to annoy Lucifer. "Taking me to your bedroom, I see." I tease jokingly. "And I'm the one who can't can't keep my hands off of you."

"Love." I hear Lucifer chuckle. "If it were for me," he turns around and brushes his nose against with mine in a quick motion "I would be touching you all day long."

My lips can't help but smile. He somehow always manages to turn my words around until they end up biting  me in the ass leaving me to be the one who kicks her feet together like a teenager.

Smirking, liking that there's no words coming out of me, Lucifer leaves my side and makes his way closer to the door. Without giving me a word, he slowly takes off his shirt, letting his back angel tattoo be out in the open.

Angel. Now I get it. His father's name was Angel. Having that thought, my mind can't help but wonder if me asking about it would be to weird.

"Is that tattoo because of your... dad?" I hear myself ask over my own undecided thoughts.

Lucky for me, Lucifer turns around to face me with not a single spark of weirdness in his face. Instead, a little smile can be seen in the corner of his lips. "It is."

Looking around his naked torso and staring at the couple of tattoos all over his skin, it makes me realise that I don't know what any of them mean to him. "You've never told me what any of your tattoos mean." I confess my thought.

Sitting down on the left side of the bed and pointing at it with his head, Lucifer, with his dark stare, manages to give me a sweet one. "Come here and I'll tell you." He whispers to me causing me to have chills on the back of my neck.

I don't hesitate, I make my way towards the bed. "You're not gonna tell me that you have your ex girlfriend's face on your butt, are you?"

Lucifer chuckles once I sit down next to him and he lays his back on the bed, followed by me. "No... but I do have a a tiny smiley face that Colin dare me to get the night we met." He rests his arm under my head before it hits the pillow. Like a reflex, my body puts my shoulder down for my eyes to be able to look at him. "Don't know if that counts."

Surprised for a bit that my body is doing this without a question, it takes me a long second to process what he just said to me. "What? You have a tattoo of what?"

Lucifer shrugs his shoulders. "I was drunk. Here." Lifting his left arm, he lets me see the tiny smiley face on the inside of his elbow.

"What about this one?" I ask, looking at the cloud a tiny bit above.

"April and I liked to lay down on the grass and look at the clouds."

I can't help but think of Lucifer and sweet April looking at the clouds, and how adorable that must've been.

"The rose" he points at the big red rose in his upper arm "is because Vienna and I had the job of picking up roses on mom's guarden to decorate the house. Then," under the rose with a snake going in between all the pieces in his arm "Michelangelo's painting, Adam's and God's hands almost touching, since The Creation of Adam is Mylah's favourite painting." His smile becomes bigger, as if a flashback is going through his mind. "Took me to the museum and talked about it for hours." He pauses for a minute, bringing his eyes down. "I loved it." Pointing at the numbers on the outside of his wrist, I have to squint my eyes to put them together because of its size. "My mom's and aunt's birthdays on my wrist. The rest is just pieces that I liked. The dragon," in the inside of his upper arm from the one under me "the spider," in the middle of his chest "the bird." And the one in his hand.

I stare at his face looking up to the ceiling. His side profile holds my eyes in place like a spell, enabling them to move away. His eyelashes, his big nose and thick lips, the sharp jawline and smooth skin, it's all a combination that have my attention in a hold, without the intention of letting me go at any minute.

When he turns his head to see me, for some reason, my eyes look away to his neck. My mind can't help but think of his tattoos, how the mean something to him, to his family, moments that belong to his childhood and the love he has for it. I've never imagined someone that looks like Lucifer, with a mystery behind those eyes, the dark confident stare and that cocky smile, that he would be the type to get a tattoo of a painting just because his sister likes it. Or a cloud and a rose because they're related to things he used to do with his other sisters. Maybe it's wrong of me to think of someone as they look and put a type in them, but I can't help to be surprised by it.

My fingertips act on themselves and brush against the side of Lucifer's neck. Soft and warm, like I remember it being, my eyes stare as my fingers like the feeling of Lucifer's skin. "Would you ever get a tattoo on your neck?" I ask.

"Why?" Lucifer's raspy voice sounds on my insides, shaking everything.

"They're hot."

Even if my eyes are still on his neck, they can still catch a glimpse of Lucifer smiling at my words. "You think they're hot?"

"Yeah..."

"Then I'll get one." He doesn't hesitate. "What do you want me to do?"

"My face." I joke.

"Done."

"I was joking!"

"I wasn't."

A smile escapes my mouth seeing his determined expression. "Don't get my face tattooed!"

"But your face is so fucking perfect."

I laugh again. "No!"

"Fine, what, then?"

My brain tries hard to think of something to say, but don't know if it is the tired feeling suddenly overcoming me, or the fact that I've never been the greatest at coming up with tattoos. "I don't know...."

My fingertips draw on the side of his neck the most common thing that there could be. "A heart?" Lucifer's tiny dimples appear on the corner of my eyes.

"It's the only thing I know how to draw..." again, I try to think of something. Lucifer doesn't say anything as my fingers caress his skin. Lines from his ear then his shoulder, drawing non sense until something comes to me.

Somehow, my brain manages to get an idea. "What if you get lighting that goes from your ear to your shoulder? Maybe even red, cooler that way."

Lucifer doesn't respond immediately. Which, obviously, makes me doubt what I said and how terrible it could be to get that tattooed. Maybe my creative side isn't for tattoos. When Lucifer smiles, bigger than before.

"That's really good."

"Is it?"

Locking eyes with me, his free hand grabs my cheek. "Everything's good when it comes from you."

I wish that was true...

I shake my head, letting the words carry out of my tongue. "I'm a complete fucking mess. If the world was in my control, there would be no world to begin with so there's no point of me telling you what the world would be if it was in my hands."

"If the world was in your control, cereal would be free."

"Well— Yeah, absolutely."

Lucifer chuckles, but I don't, the annoying feeling inside my stomach is back. That doesn't seem to pass unnoticed by him. "Is something wrong?"

My eyes don't look away from him. My mouth wants to say everything that has been bothering my brain since the moment I understood what is this feeling towards him. Confusion and worry, all inside my chest making me feel like at any second, my mind is gonna turn against me and make me ruin everything that my heart has been able to do with all the strength and courage that it could find.

Even if I don't want to, I know that when it happens, I won't be able to stop it. My brain will trick me into thinking this is a terrible idea and it's gonna be better if we just... move on. And that, terrifies me.

"I'm scared." I finally manage to say. "I'm falling and it's terrifying."

Lucifer slowly nods. I'm able to catch a tiny spark of sadness in his eyes, even if he gives me a smile. "I know."

I take a deep breath in. "It's hard for me to..." My mouth goes shut, proving my point on how hard it is for me talk how I feel.

Lucifer moves closer to my face, like he wants me to hear every word his mouth whispers to me. "You don't have to."

"I wanna be better."

"You don't have to be better, love, you have to be you. You're more than enough." Caressing my cheek, Lucifer brushes our noses together. He makes me feel that intimacy that people talk about often. Where two people, somehow, connect. "We can take our time. We don't have to follow anything, this is us and only us. No problems, nothing stopping us, just how we feel. And I feel a lot for you, Lilith, I do."

I do too. My mouth wants to let out. But it doesn't. A part of me prevents me from doing it.

"I know it's hard for you," he continues as I close my eyes and let my chest relax under the sound of his voice "but I'll make sure to not let it be scary and follow your time. I promise."

Mom comes to my head. Lucifer will make sure of that, she said. And now I understand what she means.

Without waiting for a word coming from him anymore, this time, I grab the courage to unite our lips together and kiss him. His lips are soft, as usual, warm like a summer day and fresh like a cold glass of water. Surrounding my chest with nothing but a sweet feeling, I let myself enjoy our closeness as my brain, finally, gives in to the tiredness of my body and shuts down.

"One a scale from one to ten," I say, once I break the kiss and a smile escapes my lips from this joyful moment "how crazy it is that we're both here in your bed—"

"Ten." Lucifer doesn't let me finish, laughing. "We broke the scale, baby."

His laugh is like hearing your favourite song after a while of not listening to it, growing your love for it even bigger.

"Sei la donna più straordinaria che abbia mai incontrato."

I point at him, without taking me a bit to understand that he's speaking Italian. "There it is! What does it mean?"

Laughing again, Lucifer shakes his head. "Non ho intenzione di dirtelo."

"Oh, c'mon!"

"Sei una ragazza grande, puoi cercarlo."

"Fine!" I grab my phone from my back pocket and open the video camera. "Say it again." He stares at my phone, confused. "So I can google it later!"

Once Lucifer takes my phone out from my hand, I smile to myself proudly. "Lilith Avery..." he stares at me with a smile, and I, can't wait to google this later "I'm crazy about you..."

Thank God he didn't say that in Italian, I'd be giggling right now.

I take my phone back, trying to ignore how the little creatures inside my head that control my emotions are going crazy. "You're an idiot..." I joke as I put my phone back where it was.

"And I suck?"

"Yeah, you suck."

"I'm an asshole?"

"An asshole. And stupid, and a moron, a little bitch—"

"Anything else?" He asks with a smile, like he's enjoying this.

I shut my mouth to think of something that he isn't gonna see coming. Getting close to him, I brush our lips together and erase the smile from my face, as serious as I can get. "And you're the prettiest man I've ever seen... Lucifer Donovan."

He doesn't give me word, instead, he immediately tilts his head back and closes his eyes with strength, fighting  a big smile in but failing miserably. "Fuck!" I laugh at his reaction.

Yeah... maybe it won't be that hard to get used to this.

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