The Hanahaki disease… one that has affected hundreds of souls in hell for just loving someone, though if the person does not return the victims feelings then the victim would cough up flowers, the victims lungs infested with the pretty things, slowly killing them. Their was just something about you, your charm, your laugh, your personality, your… well just everything. Lucifer fell for you, and he fell hard the poor man became victim of the Hanahaki disease, he coughed flowers constantly at first it was tolerable but lately after the past few months it’s been harder for him, He couldn’t stop coughing up the flowers he’s feelings for you were to strong, he said to himself the pain was worth it as long as he could keep loving you…

Lucifer decided when he fell in love with you that he would try and get closer to you to see your face it was a sense of comfort for him And it worked he did it he became your friend possibly best friend and you really enjoyed his company you didn’t know how he was suffering though, no one did, he couldn’t tell anyone he wouldn’t tell anyone what would they think the king of hell has gone weak? No! He couldn’t have that he wouldn’t his pride was too high to even try and think that though so he kept quiet and suffered in silence. Over the months Lucifer saved the flowers and or flower petals he coughed up into jars if he threw them away in the trash someone would notice eventually and ask about it. So he hid them in jars in his room instead. Over the past week the sickness had become really bad… so he locked himself in his room his excuse for why he was in his room so long? “I’m missing Lilith…” he would say and after that people would leave him alone but the truth was he had gotten over Lilith, when you stole his heart he hadn’t wore his wedding ring in weeks after all.

You were worried about Lucifer you now he had his episodes but they were never this bad. You decided you would go to his room and comfort him so you knocked on his door.