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The two of you were studying. Well, you were studying, he was tutoring you. It was one of those rare occasions where he finds time to spend with you rather than bury himself in paperwork.
You didn't mind him working, actually, but you did mind when you barely spent any time together anymore and that he was always awake at ungodly hours. But then again, when the two of you got together, that kind of thing was kind of a given. This is Lucifer after all.
Anyway, tonight, you might've used a small leverage called: jealousy, just so you can at least spend a little time with him. He was so busy with whatever the student council or Diavolo was up to that you haven’t seen him for three days and you barely talked to each other for about a week.
You’re not really clingy but damn did you miss him. You needed to at least spend some time together, what kind of partnership would you two have if you didn’t communicate at all?
Coming up with the plan and the added leverage, you told Lucifer you were going to spend the night with Satan because you were having trouble understanding the advanced subjects they teach in RAD. You needed help and who better to run to but the walking and talking blond encyclopedia?
Of course what Lucifer heard was: I'll be with your brother for the rest of the night and possibly the rest of my life. So if you'll excuse me…
Granted, your plan worked like a charm. Lucifer always hated it when you relied on others and not him. And why do you need to go to his brother? He's obviously smarter than him so he'll be more helpful to you.
(Honestly, you thought Levi was the Avatar of Envy)
Also, technically, you didn't exactly lie to him, you did need help in a few of the subjects because some of them were too advanced for someone like you.
Anyway, so here you were, sitting by Lucifer's desk while he hovers behind you, looking at your work.
"Did I do this right?" You ask him as you lean back on the chair. You trap the pen in between your nose and upper lip and he chuckles a little before pulling the pen away.
"Close. But you missed something." He says and you turn to him. While he tutors you, he was also working on something for the Student Council on the side so he was reading a handful of papers as he replied.
You've always admired that about him, his rigorous passion for his work. And you've told him that, of course, he took pride in it. He’s great at multitasking too, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to do his work while he teaches you.
"What? Where did I miss?" You sigh and look at the paper with your scribbling. You grabbed the pen from his hand, tapping it on the edge of the table.
"I don't think I want to tell you that." He grins and you turn to him with a raised brow.
"What? Why not damn it?" You jab the pen at his side, or at least tried to, he moves out of your way.
"How would you learn if I had told you everything?" He teased.
"You know I have the attention span of a nut." You grumble.
"On the contrary, I think your attention span is improving, wouldn't you say? You only missed one step out of the ten. So you're doing fine. You just need to find the obvious." He replies and you scoff.
"We both know I'm not good at the obvious."
Lucifer turns to you with a grin. He abandons his paperwork, settling on leaning on the desk space right next to you. His gloved hand reaches for your cheek and as he pushes the loose strand on your hair, you feel a blush creep on your face.
"Ah yes. I remember now. Not really the observant type when all evidence is staring at you right at the face."
"If you're gonna talk about how I didn't notice for such a long time that you had feelings for me until you literally blurted them out I swear-"
"I didn't say anything." He defends but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes.
Oh, he's definitely holding that against you.
It's not that you didn't notice. Well, okay, you really didn't notice because you're an idiot who literally can't spot the obvious.
In your defense, what seemed obvious to others, didn't seem to be obvious to you.
Besides, Lucifer didn't make it easy for you either. He was always too stubborn to admit he had feelings for you and you weren't a god damned mind reader to assume anything. You were dancing around each other for months. Subtly flirting but not taking it a step further until at one point, Lucifer just casually let it slip in your conversation.
But basically, it's still both your fault. One was too stubborn and one was too stupid. But water under the bridge, the two of you finally understood each other.
It hasn't been long since you've established your relationship but every moment with him was both fun and remarkable.
"Fine." You huff and look at the problem written in the papers again. You try your best to concentrate, reading the guide he made you over and over to see where you made a mistake.
"Hmmm…" you bite your lip as a habit as you continue to tap the pen on the desk.
Unaware that Lucifer was staring at you, he memorizes the way you scrunch your eyebrows and nose. His eyes wander to your long eyelashes, your cheeks, and then your lips. Something inside him stirred.
He looks at you, quietly assessing your features before making up his mind.
"Oh hey I think I got-" Before you could even utter the next words, Lucifer draws back the swivel chair. He locks eyes with you for a split second before leaning down to capture your lips with his own.
Your eyes widened as the pen on your hand dropped to the floor.
Lucifer kissed you, or rather, he is kissing you.
He's never kissed you before, at least not on the lips. Your heartbeat quickens as you feel his soft lips on your own. Your eyes flutter shut at the sensation and you unconsciously bring your hand up to hold his neck and pull him closer.
You can feel him smirk through your kiss.
"Shut up." You mumble with a soft smile. He breaks the kiss, his hands on both sides of the chair.
"I didn't say anything." He smirks and you roll your eyes.
In one quick movement, Lucifer was sitting on the chair instead and you were on his lap. Heat started to envelop your face as your heart skipped a beat. There was no use in hiding your blush since you were frozen in your place and couldn’t move a single muscle.
“I-I need to...” You stammer and he leans back, amused, he raises a brow.
“Hm?”
“I… I need to… finish the thing...”
Lucifer chuckles at your sudden shyness. You were normally so loud and bold but look at you now. And all it took was one kiss from him. His pride is fueled because of this.
He doesn’t let you go just yet. He lifts you on the table, much to your surprise. He traps himself in between your legs as he looks up at your rapidly reddening face.
“You can finish that later, we have plenty of time.” He mumbles, leaning closer and closer towards you. Your eyes immediately shut as soon as he closed the gap and you couldn’t help but breathe in satisfaction.
Lucifer grinned again, pulling you closer.
“I said shut up.” You grumble, still a little shy but slowly getting used to what was happening. You broke the kiss for a breath of air and Lucifer’s gloved hand went over to your cheek. He cupped them gently before letting his thumb swipe on your bottom lip.
He grinned, “I didn’t say anything.”