You raised a brow, “What’s wrong with you?” Stepping closer to the fallen angel, smiling softly, “You look so.. nervous.”

He cleared his throat, flinching, “What.. Are you talking about?” He mumbled, his gaze darted everywhere but your face.

“Oh yeah? ‘Cuz.. When i touch you here..” You raise your arm to press his collarbone before your faces were both inches apart. Your voice drops to a whisper, “Your face gets all red.”

Lucifer’s cheeks grew a pink tint as he gulped, “It’s just a normal reaction.” He looked away, “You know that..”