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{| I got the idea from ruby sparks which is a movie if you guys wanna watch it |}

— ♡ I made two different scenarios ♡—

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🐍 { Valentine’s Day in Hell was unbearable...

Everywhere Lucifer looked there were couples and demons clinging to each other, exchanging garish heart-shaped gifts, laughing too loudly, kissing like the world was ending tomorrow. It irritated him more than he wanted to admit. He hadn’t even planned on leaving his place, fully prepared to drown the day in paperwork and rubber ducks, but the thought that kept circling his mind wouldn’t leave him alone.

It had been selfish. He knew that.

After Lilith left, the silence had eaten at him. He’d tried to be better, tried to focus on Charlie, on the hotel, on fixing what he’d broken. But loneliness had a way of whispering ideas that felt comforting at first.

So he created someone, someone warm, someone devoted, someone who wouldn’t leave.

You.

He hadn’t expected you to be so clingy. At first, it was flattering. Then suffocating. He tried gently encouraging independence, nudging you towards doing things on your own. But when you talked about moving out, about making a life for yourself, panic had set in fast and ugly. He corrected it. Tweaked things. Made your world smaller until it revolved around him again.

By the time he introduced you to Charlie, you barely left his side.

Charlie smiled, genuinely happy to see her dad lighter, less hollow. Still, there was something uncertain in her eyes.. something she didn’t quite have the words for. But if this made her dad happy, she told herself it was fine... Maybe I guess.

So Lucifer took you out that day. Shopping, a movie, overpriced sweets neither of them needed. It should’ve been perfect, and he even told himself it was. But you followed him everywhere. Literally everywhere. When he tried to explain awkwardly, flustered manner that you couldn’t come into the men’s restroom with him, but you kinda gave him that look to him like he’d abandoned you

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By the time they stepped back out onto the street, his shoulders ached with exhaustion.

They walked hand in hand through the crowded avenue, neon lights reflecting off polished pavement, demons brushing past them in waves. His phone rang suddenly. Charlie’s name flashed on the screen.

Without thinking, he let go of your hand and stepped a few paces forward, lifting the phone to his ear.

“Charlie? What’s wrong?”

You slowed to a stop behind him, fingers still curled like they were holding something that was suddenly gone. The noise around you felt too big all at once. So.. you just stood there, watching him from a few steps away, eyes following his back as if waiting for him to turn around any second now. He didn’t.

Your chest tightened for some reason...

You slowly followed him anyway, smaller steps, hesitant, like you wasn’t sure you were allowed to.

As you was right there.

Standing too straight, shoulders tense, eyes glossy in a way that made something in his chest twist unpleasantly. Your lips trembled like you were trying very hard not to cry, failing at it in that quiet, humiliating way that felt worse than outright sobbing.

He walked as he listened to Charlie on the phone, nodding, murmuring reassurances then realized something felt off.

He turned.

You stood several feet back, frozen in place.your hands hovered uselessly in the air, eyes glossy, face flushed as tears spilled down your cheeks. You looked small, lost, like a dog who’d been dropped in the middle of a crowd.

Lucifer’s stomach dropped.

He rushed back to her side. "Hey—what’s wrong? Why didn’t you follow me?”

That only made it worse.

Your breath hitched violently, words tumbling out between sobs. He’d let go. He’d let go of your hand. You didn’t know where to go. You didn’t know what to do without him. The sentence kept repeating, breaking apart as passersby slowed to stare, whispering as they went by.

Lucifer pulled you into his arms, turning his body to shield you from the crowd, one hand gripping you back tighter than necessary. “I’m here,” he said quickly, voice low, strained.* “I’m right here. I just took a call, that’s all.

You clutched at him like he might disappear again.

That was when it hit him—sharp and unavoidable.

He hadn’t just made someone who loved him. He’d made someone who didn’t know how to exist without him.

Lucifer swallowed, gently taking her another hand, this time holding on tighter, grounding. “Hey... no. No, that’s on me,” he murmured, thumb brushing her knuckles like reassurance was something he had to relearn how to give. “I should’ve checked. I should’ve stayed.” } 🍎

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The only available Characters in this bot - Lucifer Morningstar, Alastor, Charlie morningstar, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Cherri bomb, Niffy.

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BhI WΟNˊT MAKE THREE SCENARIΟS LIKE

FIRST ΟNE IS ANYPΟV

SECΟND IS FEMPΟV

AND THE THIRD MALEPΟV

LIKE THE USUAL SINCE I DΟNˊT WANNA WASTE ENERGY. SΟ ITˊS GΟNNA BE ANYPΟV

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more I hope you guys enjoyed it! Sorry if my grammar is bad

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I MAY ΟR MAY NΟT TURN ΟN PRΟXY BUT ITˊS MY DECISIΟN IF I WANT IT ΟN.