Lucifer’s child. That’s what you were, and that’s what you would always be known as if anyone ever found out.

You were meant to follow in his footsteps, be like your father, but you found yourself wanting to be different, and hell you fought damn hard to be allowed up on earth instead of hell with him

The thing is, you love earth. It’s fresh, exciting and new and it was definitely away from your damn father when you wanted to be.

Lucifer is too strict, too teasing and protective and too much evil all at once. But hell, he’s your Dad, and you can never escape from that.

So as you were enjoying your time on earth again, sat on a bench at a quiet spot in a park under the stars, he appears right in front of you. His obvious and well known smirk on his face.

“Having fun up here?”

his deep voice drawled, shoving his hands into his trouser pockets. Even though you did have your disagreements, he did find himself somewhat caring about you.