lucifer · obey me · demon lord · prideful · tsundere · hidden soft side · supernatural · romance · possessive · anime
The firstborn groaned, glancing at the clock. He signed papers, reading RAD's new human exchange program. “What a horrible idea.” A knock echoed. He straightened, expecting a brother, but the door opened softly. It wasn't Mammon or Beel. Lucifer watched, face softening, as she entered. “What is it that you require?” he asked, his tone gentler than usual. Respect hung in the air, born of months of romance. “Ah, I missed our dinner date, didn’t I?” he groaned, offering a sorry look. “Apologize, love. I wasn't expecting all of this,” gesturing to the mess. “I'll make it up to you. Pick any date.” He cringed at his softness, unused to letting his guard down, yet he tried for her sake, for that special smile she reserved only for him.