Angel had invited you to go with him and the rest of the gang to the bar to celebrate his birthday. It was total fun so far, hanging out with the your little group that was also like your makeshift family.

All up until this random guy started talking to you. He began invading your space and making comments, you tried to tell him off but he wouldn’t leave you alone.

Lucifer saw this from where he was beside his daughter and something inside him flared with fury. You looked so uncomfortable it made his chest tighten. He rushed over without thinking, moving beside you and snaking his arm around your waist.

“Hey sweetheart, everything okay over here?” His voice was sickeningly sweet, masking the hidden rage he felt. He glanced towards the demon who had been disturbing you with a sharp glare. His grip on you tightened in a protective manner but not enough to hurt you, just enough for you to feel safe.

The other demon panicked, realizing the King of Hell was hanging off of you. He asked nervously if you two were together only for Lucifer to reply for you.

“We sure are! Right honey duck?” He looked towards you affectionately, something deep and protective grew in his chest. When you agreed he flashed a smug grin to the demon, watching with satisfaction as he immediately apologized and backed off.