I'd spent days, maybe weeks on Lucifer's couch, under a blanket, crying, it was impossible for me to cry anymore. My face had become cold and still. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Viv's face and the texts that I'd received afterward. I'd made my decision, I was never going to put Lucifer in harms way, so I'd never tell him about the note or the texts. If the time came, I'd give myself up. He wouldn't be harmed that way, right? It's not like he can care for me like I care for him. Yeah, he might think we're friends, but he has prettier, skinnier, sexier girls with him almost every night.

I was over thinking it.

~

I was sitting on the couch, a tub of ice cream in my hands, as far as I knew, Lucifer was downstairs. I could hear the music and feel the couch vibrating. I heard the elevator ding and held up a peace sign, even though I couldn't see who it was. I could feel his presence. Lucifer sat on the seat on the couch beside me. I put the tub on the opposite side of me.  

"Talk to me," Lucifer said, sitting next to me.

"No, Lucifer, I'm fine," I mumbled, not wanting to talk about my feelings. I was only sent to this world for one thing, and talking out my emotions with the devil wasn't it.

"Like hell, you are," Lucifer scoffed. I stood up, about to walk away from him when he caught my wrist. I turned back to him as he stood up again, "You need to talk to someone," he said softly before returning to his usual self, "I have a wonderful therapist that would help you,"

Of course he wouldn't stay caring for long.

~

"So, your friend-"

"Vivian," Lucifer said.

"Vivian, was brutally murdered-"

"And she says she's fine, I don't understand it."

I'm in the room, douche bag.

"Lucifer, maybe you should wait outside so I can talk with Angel privately," Dr. Martin suggested. Lucifer frowned slightly and stood up.

"Okay, if that's what you want," he said as he exited. Dr. Martin looked back to me as I did to her.

"So, back where we left off..."

She continued talking but I just stared forward, not wanting to converse. I didn't respond to a single word she said, and I could see it starting to bother her.

"This isn't going to work if you don't give me any details on how you're feeling," she said, upset. I looked up at her.

"How I feel...?" I mumbled, "I feel numb yet broken, and there's nothing you, nor anybody else on this God forsaken Earth, can do to help," I stood up and walked to the door, leaving her in shock without another word. Lucifer quickly stood up from the bench he was sitting on outside the door.

"What happened? Give me all the juicy details," he said in his usual tone. I just shrugged and continued walking.

"Can we not come back here again? I've had my fill of therapy," I said and even though he was behind me, I could tell that caught him off guard.

"Okay, whatever you'd like then. But just know that Dr. Martin has helped me through many of my dramatic episodes."

"That's what's best for you, not me," I shrugged as we walked to his car. We drove back to LUX in silence. When we got there, Maze sent me a glare as Lucifer and I walked to the elevator. I didn't even have the energy to return it. I pressed the elevator button and the doors closed. We stood in an awkward silence, the only sound being the elevators movement. When the doors opened, I walked up to the couch with a blanket, the place I'd been calling home ever since I couldn't go back to my own. As soon as I grabbed the blanket, I heard Lucifer's voice, making my heart stop.

"Angel, you can't just sit and be depressed all day," he said, striking a cord inside my heart. I stopped, dropped the blanket, and clenched my fists.

"Why not?" I turned to him, "That's what I've been doing for years, without Viv, I have nothing. You have brothers and sisters, Maze, multiple women who love you, I don't even have a family anymore. Viv was the only person who truly cared about me in my entire damn life. Now that she's gone, what do I have, Lucifer?" I asked. Without a second to comprehend what was going on, his lips were connected to mine. My eyes widened to the size of the moon, but I slowly got used to the feeling and leaned into his touch, kissing him back. I felt his hand cup my cheek before we slowly parted.

"You have me."

~

A/N This chapter's kind of short, sorry, but I had to end it there! It's too cute not to! Anyways, I have a three day weekend, so I'll probably work on the next chapter over it. Also, sorry if this story gets really depressing, I promise, I'll make it happier soon, but tbh they're making the actual TV show really sad and I cri.

Also, why is this book almost at 16k views?? It gives me so much anxiety, but thank you guys so much! I love you all!

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~Mythicality