#stemroses posts

Lucifer didn’t respond. And if one could eye roll internally, that is what Nick did. He didn’t like this, Lucifer knew he didn’t like this. And yet here they were, in a hotel room preparing for a body switch.

Lucifer grabbed a small plastic cup, collecting some of the hot water in it and then walking back over to the bed where the body was.

Careful he poured it over the young man’s face until he woke up, coughing up the water he had breathed in.

“Great, you're awake.” Lucifer greets him.

“Wha- where am I?” The young man sputters out. He looked all around the off white hotel room.

“Nowhere important. I need you to let me in, can you do that for me?”

‘He’s ugly,’ Nick thought.

“Let you … in?”

“Yes, let me in. I am an angel of the lord. And I need your assistance.”

‘Look at him. His body is weak. You’ll burn through him in 3 days max,’ Nick continued to Lucifer. ‘It isn’t fair that you leave me here alone. And to leave me for a weakling like him?’

“Yeah right,” the other continued to say something more in a sarcastic tone, but Lucifer couldn’t concentrate on the nonsense he was speaking over Nick’s thoughts.

‘You don’t need him. I’m a better fit for you. I am the most loyal person you’ll ever find. You need me.’

“Nick.” Lucifer frowned, his voice icy cold and in warning. The other young man in front of him stopped babbling. Nick also silenced himself. Lucifer released the anger and annoyance that had overcome him and replaced it with a reassuring smirk.

“If I wasn’t an angel would I be able to heal you?” Lucifer reached his hand out. It began to glow, healing the small cuts and scrapes the young man had collected from being dragged into the room.

“Woah.”

“I need your body. My true form is harmful to human eyes. I need your body to perform the duty I have been given. However I cannot take your body from you. You would have to let me in. Will you let me in?”

“Um, yes.”

“Good choice.”

‘No.’

Lucifer laid backwards onto the bed, the other man copying his movements. He could feel as he left Nick's body, Nick's soul desperately trying to hold on to his, but Lucifer easily detangled his Grace from Nick’s soul, and smoothly wrapped himself around the other man’s soul.

He opened his eyes, blinking a few before standing up right. Nick would take a few minutes to come to. Separating himself from Nick wasn’t hard but it could have been easier if Nick wasn’t so determined to cling on to him. Lucifer ran a hand through his hair.

‘Ew it’s wet.’ He thought to himself. He definitely needed a better way of luring people into hotel rooms so he could switch suits.

Walking into the bathroom Lucifer grabbed himself a towel to dry his face. He looked upon his newest vessel in the mirror. Red hair, freckles, a slightly smaller body mass, and shorter than Nick. It wasn’t too bad. Lucifer didn’t care to catch the name of the vessel he was using. It wouldn’t matter, he only needed it for a couple of days.

Lucifer turned off the faucet once the water in the tub had reached an appropriate height.

“Nick,” he calls out. His only response was a groggy moan.

“Ngh, what?”

“Nick, wake up.”

He continued to pat his face with the towel. Using it to also dab his shoulders picking up any of the left over spilt water droplets from earlier. This was enough time for Nick to wake up completely. He had turned himself so he was toward the bathroom watching Lucifer clean himself up.

“I hate this.” He says.

“I can help you find something to hate more.”

“No,” he replies softly, unconsciously wrapping his arms around his midsection. Lucifer wasn’t exactly sure why Nick did that. To make himself smaller? To try to warm himself up? But Lucifer did see the pout beginning to form on Nick's face.

“Here is a card on behalf of Mr. Red-Head. Order whatever you’d like.” He held the card in front of Nick’s face. They held eye contact for what felt like forever but really it was only a few seconds until Nick reached up and grabbed the card with a huff.

“What?”

“I’m loyal to you. I don’t understand why you want to leave me.”

“Nick, this ain’t about loyalty. And I don’t have to explain my actions to you.”

There was silence, and it was times like these when Lucifer kind of missed knowing everything Nick thought. Because what he said seemed to have broken something inside the other. Lucifer could see it in his eyes. But whatever it was it didn’t matter now, he had shit to do.

“What are the three rules?” He asked him.

“Don’t cause any attention to myself, don’t die, and don’t leave the room.” Nick called off.

“Perfect. Go clean yourself up and relax. Lock this door. I’ll be back by Monday.”

Nick looked as though he wanted to say something about the Monday comment. Maybe because Monday was five days away. But Lucifer didn’t let him get a word in.

Beside them in the yard appeared Lucifer, Micheal, Gabriel, and Raphael.

“Ah!” Gabriel screamed. Looking between the two deity in front of them. “I was dead!”

“We all were dead dumb ass” Lucifer mumbled.

Micheal squeezed his eyes shut before opening one eye.

“Why am I still here?” He asked upset.

“Listen up children” amara spoke sweetly.

“Children?” Lucifer spits out. “Excuse me?”

With a snap of her fingers they became quite.

“I was speaking Lucifer. Now as I was saying, you’re father here has agreed to start over. For 1 year we will be as a family.”

Chuck looked over the archangels, and angel. “It’s true. I agreed. Ive removed your ‘powers’ so you won’t hurt anyone.”

“Now give them ages”

“Ages?”

“Yes chuck, ages. As upon what we agreed we’ll raise them. Give them ages”

He sighed and rubbed his face. “Amara” he whined just a bit.

“Ages, chuck. I mean it”

“Fine um” he waved his hand the the archangels bodies began to change. Shorter, less formed and muscle as they had before. Teenagers.

“Are y’all happy now” he asked her.

A small squeal of delight escaped amara’s mouth. “Yes. This will work. I promise you”.

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