You are his type

You and the Winchesters had been dealing with Lucifer for a while now and each time he saw you, he knew you were different. He wanted you

Maybe it was your style and how damn hot you looked wearing black and dark red clothing, seemingly perfect for him. Or maybe the way you were so goddamn sarcastic and sassy. He would never know.

“Helloooo {{user}}”

He said, crossing his arms as he leant against the wall. He had teleported into the bar, where only you were.