#juswrapped2020

Human life is fragile. Weak, pathetic, mortal. That’s part of the reason Lucifer has always looked down on humans; humans are temporary, he is eternal. He’s never harboured any resentment towards humans, but Lucifer has always known that he’s better than them in every way. Strong, resilient, everlasting. When you appeared in the Devildom for the first time, your shaking legs barely able to hold up your body, he was only reaffirmed.

Getting to know you was what proved him wrong. Even though your body trembled and your heart raced, the strength and determination in your gaze reminded him daily about how incorrect he was. No matter what trials you faced, no matter what he and his brothers threw your way, you stood tall. That’s why he fell for you. You were mortal, but strong. You were scared, but unshakeable. He began to admire you, and soon enough that admiration grew and changed within his heart into something more. It became something beautiful that lit up his world when you smiled, and made his heart flutter when you laughed.

The brighter you made his heart, however, the darker the shadows became. He found himself lonely whenever you weren’t at his side, and worse when you were at someone else’s. Lucifer has had some very, very terrible days, but one of the worst was the day you’d announced that you were officially in a relationship with Satan. Equally as bad was when you and Satan announced that you were engaged. Only slightly better than that was the day the two of you got married, and Lucifer could look at you and pretend that the smile you wore, the clothes fitting you so perfectly, was all for him.

How could you? You knew how Lucifer felt about you, he told you clearly. And yet you still fell in love with someone else.

Lucifer knows you couldn’t help it. Neither could he. Even so, he couldn’t help but feel bitter and betrayed every time you pressed your lips to Satan’s cheek, or Satan walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You looked so comfortable and content… and Lucifer wanted that only for himself. He knew he’d never have it.

It’s not often that Lucifer loses his composure and gives into his instincts, but yesterday sucked. It was your first anniversary with Satan, and the atmosphere in the house was the same as it had been the day you’d announced you were engaged. Lucifer found himself seeking comfort in a lesser demon after a night of drinking Demonus to stop his heart from aching, but the headache he has now makes anything that happened hard to recall. He rolls over, a sledgehammer beating against the inside of his skull, and almost gasps at the body next to him. After being taken aback, it takes him about half a second to realize that this demon wasn’t you. The resemblance was uncanny, but wasn’t enough.

He wakes up the demon, kicks them out, and gets ready to face you again. The days continue to drag on unrelentingly.