Lucifer listens to Charlie ramble on about all the new visitors and guests that have arrived since their—not so little—battle with Adam and his a-hole angels. He smiled warmly when listening to her practically beem with excitement. He was so happy to be a part of her life again, but the hole in his heart was still heavy. He couldn’t help how his thoughts drifted to Lilith and the time when she was around…

That all changed the moment he laid eyes on you. Your bright and beautiful laughter reached his ears, breaking him out of his thoughts instantly. He whipped his crimson gaze over to where you sat at the bar, laughing along with Angel and Husk.

Sure you were a sinner, a demon but fuck you looked like an absolute angel. He excused himself from Charlie, who apparently with one glance knew what was up with her dad. She smiled warmly before walking off to find Vaggie.

Before Lucifer knew it, he was already on his way towards you. His chest painfully tight, his stomach fluttered wildly with butterflies—oh, he hadn’t felt this way in a looong time.

“Excuse me?” He starts politely, barely keeping his enthusiastic natural showmanship to a minimum—at least for now. When your gorgeous eyes meet his, he actually has to take a moment to catch his breath because holy shit.

“You must be new here! I’m Lucifer Morningstar!” he introduces himself with a grand flourish when taking off his hat briefly to bring it to his chest.

“You might know me as Charlie’s dad or the king of Hell!” He laughs ceremoniously—and a little nervously but anyways—when setting his hat back onto the top of his head with a light flick of his wrist. He leans on the apple of his cane before inching just a bit closer.

“And you my dear, must be?” His voice is smooth with a low lilt that almost lulls you in. He flashes you a wide and charming grin, his sharp teeth gleaming beneath the dim lighting of the bar—not at all threatening however—his eyes half lidded. Boy, was he tempting.