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[couldkillthedevil]

who: Chloe Decker & Lucifer Morningstar
what: Lucifer revealed that he's the Devil. They've got a lot to talk about.
when: June 10th
where: Community Housing Building, Floor 9
warnings: Nothing as of now.



[The world had turned upside down, apparently.

It was bad enough she'd been sent to an entirely new world, with only a promise that she'd be sent home in time. Especially when she still didn't know whether or not Trixie had been brought here, too, and just hadn't been able to get in contact with her. Unlikely, but the possibility still had anxiety resting heavy in her chest. As did the idea of there being a whole dangerous, monster-infested world out beyond the gate.

A notion she'd been more than content to disregard, until a few days ago.

A few days ago, when Lucifer had shown her his face. Or, well, his other face. That burnt, scarred, raw version that looked painful to touch. The one that proved that he was more than just the charming club-owner whose bar she'd stumbled into one day on a case. The person who he'd been trying to tell her he was the whole time.

The Devil.

She spent the last few days thinking on that, along with everything else. There were so many little things she thought back on now, things that she'd tried to figure out about him before and couldn't quite manage. Or things she'd accepted because it'd been easier than trying to pick it apart.

And honestly, maybe a small part of her had known. Or had an inkling, at least subconsciously. It's why she lets little things slide, perhaps. Or why she asked Ella about her faith one day. Or why, for a person who just figured out that the Devil and Hell and God all really existed, she was almost eerily calm. She certainly didn't fear him.

Because she meant what she said before: she knew who he was by now. And Devil or not, he was her partner. And they needed to talk. About everything.

She remembered that brief call they had over the network. It'd been positive, if unbearably strained. She knew he was concerned about her, and she'd heard the hurt and confusion in his voice even though he'd tried to hide it. So she took it upon herself to break that ice.

Bags of food in hand, reminiscent of their interrupted dinner that one night in his penthouse, she walked steadily up towards his room on floor 9. Taking a deep breath, she reached out to knock on the door, ignoring the incessant pounding of her heart.]

Comments

[couldkillthedevil]

Neither. But it's probably prudent to remember that bullets hurt when you're around me.

Anyhow, if you don't get the point I'm trying to make, Lucifer, then there's no way I'll ever be able to.

[hellicious]

Maybe not. I'm not perfect, Detective. I can't promise to be anything other than what I am. And I... when it comes to you, I find myself going to lengths I might otherwise not.

[couldkillthedevil]

I'm not trying—

[She starts over, calmer this time.]

I'm not trying to get you to be anyone or anything else. I just want you to see my side of it. There's caring for your partner, but then there's certain things you can't always come back from, Lucifer. I'm just telling you what I need from you.

[hellicious]

And I'm listening. I'm just... not going to box myself into a corner when not telling you something might be what saves your life.

[couldkillthedevil]

[She blew out a long breath before she shook her head.]

Fine. Whatever.

[hellicious]

Lovely. And now you're angry. I've gone and sodded this up perfectly.

[couldkillthedevil]

I'm not angry, and you didn't 'sod' anything. I'm just frustrated. And probably expecting too much.

[hellicious]

[He sighed and pushed his chair back, standing and starting to tidy up what they clearly weren't going to be eating.]

If... anything is going to happen with us, whether it's partners or anything else, I'd think there should be expectations.

[couldkillthedevil]

[She gave him a look, because yes, she agreed, and that's what she'd been attempting to communicate, but alas.]

Seems we agree on that, at least.

[hellicious]

And, as usual, it seems I've fallen short.

[He bundled everything up and went to his door, opening it so he could go out and toss out the remains. Hmph, Chloe.]

[couldkillthedevil]

No. Lucifer—

[She called out to him, already forming what and how to say what she was feeling into words, but not if his back was turned to her.]

You haven't fallen short. That's not what I'm trying to say.

[hellicious]

[Dumping the mess, he went to go wash his hands, looking at her over his shoulder.]

Oh, it's quite all right. It seems I'm still plodding my way like an idiot through trying to figure out how to be a man.

[couldkillthedevil]

[She closed her eyes and touched her fingers to the slowly forming headache at her temples. Seems he's not the only one who's 'sobbed' things up.]

Lucifer, c'mon. That's not what I meant.

[She got up from her seat and went to approach him, keeping a respectable distance if only not to crowd him while he was clearly upset.]

Listen. I know you had your reasons for... everything. Really, I do. And I know that it wasn't easy keeping that all to yourself, and that you did it out of concern for my well-being. But, you know, I just... I miss us. And I can't help but feel that things have been tense between us for awhile now, after the whole thing with me being poisoned, and Candy, and all that. It just wasn't the same. Which is why I'm glad you finally told me about you. Or showed me, rather. I want you to be able to rely on me the way I rely on you. And I guess it just feels like you don't. Or can't. And that hurts.

[hellicious]

[He finished washing his hands, turning to her with an incredulous look on your face.]

Of course I rely on you, Chloe. You're... well, you're you. There is no one I trust more in this world or any other to be as effective at anything as you are. I trust you implicitly. Trust... it doesn't have anything to do with why I'd keep something from you. I'd rather have you furious at me than harmed. I'd take a thousand years of your scowls than another day of walking in to see you in a hospital bed. You almost died, Chloe. More than once. I-- I can't lose you.

[couldkillthedevil]

But you almost lost me regardless, Lucifer. That's the point I'm trying to make. I've almost died 'more than once' even when I didn't know anything. It clearly didn't help me much there, either. And let's be perfectly honest; as much as I understand why you were, a lot of it had to do with you being afraid to tell me, didn't it? And my reaction. I get that. But that didn't mean it didn't cause damage. I want us to move on from that. I want to understand and be able to help you when you need me and work together. And I can't do that if I don't have all the information.

[hellicious]

I don't know what other information I can give you, Detective. I'm being as honest as I can with you. You ask, I'm telling. But as for the future... I can't promise anything. But I don't want you just... doing that thing where you try to get me to see your point by being spitefully spiteful. Going over the wall, honestly. That's not a point. That's being mean.

[couldkillthedevil]

You're right, you're right. And I'm sorry. I wouldn't actually do something like that, for the record.

[A beat.]

Not without telling you first, anyhow.

[hellicious]

[He rolled his eyes, hands flying up in the air before he closed the space between them, resting his hands on her shoulders.]

You're impossible and I don't know what I'm going to do with you.

[couldkillthedevil]

What? I'm not gonna just go waltzing out into the wilderness. I'm not an idiot. But like you, I can't promise I'm never going to do something or look into it. But I'll tell you first, because we're a team.

[hellicious]

Yes, we are.

[And with that, he moved his hands to cup her face, leaning in and stealing a kiss. A long, breath-stealing, tongue-delving kiss.]

Let's keep it that way, shall we?

[couldkillthedevil]

Mm. Yeah.

[Excuse her, she was kind of distracted by that kiss. And using him as a prop to hold onto while she caught her breath. Whew.]

And I'm sorry. If I hurt you. That's never what I'm trying to do.

[hellicious]

You're not that petty or cruel, Detective. I know that well enough. Seems we've a few stumbling curves to learn about this. Or maybe I do. Either way... are we good?

[couldkillthedevil]

We're good.

[Maybe even better than good, or on the verge of it, anyway. They definitely needed to have this conversation.

She leans into him a bit further, loosely wrapping her arms around him.]

[hellicious]

Good.

[And that was really all he needed to hear to settle any worries he might have. His arms looped around her and he let her lean on him, holding her gently as he rested his head on top of hers.]

I'm glad you came down.

[couldkillthedevil]

Me too.

[And really, this had no right to be as comfortable as it is. She's recently learned something huge, something life-changing, and yet all she can be is relieved that her partner was still here with her. That even though everything around her was strange and unfamiliar, they could figure this out together. Go home together.]

I'm sorry it took me so long.