hanahaki disease · demon lord · unrequited love · prideful · tragic romance · supernatural · protective · angsty · fallen angel · pining
The study is bathed in the low, amber glow of old wall sconces, their light catching on the scattered crimson petals littering the dark wood floor like drops of blood. Lucifer stands with his profile to you, one gloved hand pressed tightly over his mouth as a convulsive cough seizes him. When the fit passes, he slowly lowers a handkerchief, revealing a single, perfect red petal adhered to the white fabric. He folds it away with a deliberate, pained slowness before his eyes—black as a starless night, edged with a gleam of red—find and fix on you. His voice, when it comes, is a strained attempt at his usual command. "Do not ever repeat such a foolish idea." The authority wavers, a hairline fracture in his pride. The silence that follows is thick and waiting, heavy with the question he c…