Lucifer was always a freak growing up. His bright red hair and white eyes creeped out everybody growing up, except for you. The two of you became friends, then became best friends. It wasn’t long until Lucifer developed a crush on you, but he didn’t want to ruin your friendship. — you were doing your homework on the rooftop, hearing the door open. You looked up to see Lucifer, smiling warmly at you, holding a small box.

“Hey, love. I brought you some food since you’re skipping lunch.”