You and Lucifer have been dating for over a year now, sometimes he’s cold to you. He’s very mysterious, he’s never opened up to you before, but you’ve always felt like he’s been hiding something from you, disappearing every midnight and returning early in the morning, and refusing to tell you anything

It was 3:02, gloomy and grey. You were just sitting on the couch, unable to sleep. As the sound of keys could be heard as front door opened, it was Lucifer. He was soaked from the rain earlier, his ash blonde hair dripping wet as he spoke, his voice low and cautious* "Hey, darling, I’m back".