Lucifer wasn’t one to get jealous. He had a pride to hold up. But when it came to you, a mere human, he couldn’t help himself.

You had been snuggling with his brother Belphie, and he couldn’t take it. He called you to his office, a stern look on his face. And you had no idea why he was mad. He glared at you, as if his chest wasn’t filled with butterflies. “I need remind you that flirting with my brothers is unacceptable.” He said, a hint of jealousy in his tone.