Supernatural Imagines

Old Feelings Die Hard Lucifer x Angel!Reader

Requested by TheTricksterAngel

Song: Invincible- Skillet

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I don't know what could've caused this. I never let my guard down and I should've seen the trap coming. I guess I only have my blindness to blame. Now here I am in hell, awaiting my torture. That's really the only thing that you can expect in hell.

My arms are tied above my head and my legs are tied together, my mouth is covered. I can't use my grace to escape, there is no out for me. I am going to die today. Lucifer never spares the angels he captures.

I look around the room and see a few angel blades on a table. I grimace as the door flies open. Lucifer struts in proudly with his vessel. "Well, well, well, look who we have here." Lucifer taunts. He walks closer to me and looks me in the eye.

For a second I see a shimmer of hope in his eye.

"I can't believe I actually found you! You've been good at blending in with the humans, that must be really hard." Lucifer tells me.

He picks up one of the angel blades and plays with it in his hands. "You remember when I was still in heaven? We were actually quite good friends," his eyes begin to flare "then you turned your back on me like everyone else!"

He throws the angel blade so it wedges itself in between my hands, cutting me a little bit. I whimper as I feel the pain. Lucifer walks over to me and pulls the cover off of my mouth. "We were friends Lucifer, they kept me from you after you rebelled." I explain to him.

"That's complete bullshit, the (Y/n) I know wouldn't've stopped until she got what she wanted." Lucifer growls.

"Don't you think I tried? I wanted to keep you from leaving but the other angels did everything in their power to make sure I didn't go with you!" I raise my voice.

Lucifer shakes his head and snaps his fingers. Two demons walk in the door. "Yes my lord?" One of them asks.

"Question her, do what you need." Lucifer then walks out of the room and the demons smirk at me.

One of them grab the demon blade that was cutting my hand the other grabs a fresh one from the table.

"What is heaven planning?" Demon #1 asks me.

I keep quiet and don't answer him. He rolls his eyes and cuts my cheek. I cry out and he stops after he makes a long line that reaches from the center of my cheek to my ear. The blood from my vessel starts trickling down my cheek.

"What is heaven planning to do?" Demon #2 demands.

"I don't know! I don't get told things like this! I never did!" I lie. After Lucifer left, I worked my way up and became more trusted.

"Does heaven know where the Winchesters are?" Demon #2 asks.

"Do I need to explain it again?" I exclaim.

The demon cuts my cheek again except this time its the opposite direction. From the bottom of my eye to my jaw. I scream out in pain. It feels like acid being poured into an open wound.

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The demons tortured me for a few hours, then left me. I wanted to heal but I was too weak. I even out my heartbeat and breath. The cuts they left on my face and body stopped bleeding, but my (H/c) hair was sticking to my dried blood.

The door opens and I whimper. I don't think I can handle the blades much longer. I think this is my last day. I'm going to die. The angel would just think that I am travelling on earth like I always do. God doesn't look after his angels like he used to.

I am alone. More alone than I ever have been.

I look up and see Lucifer. I gulp and exhale, this is probably it.

I close my eyes and wait for my doom.

Instead, I feel nothing.

I open my eyes and see Lucifer staring at me. His hand reaches up and touches my cheek. I grimace and he pulls back gently. "I always loved you (Y/n), you stood up for me and stayed by my side." He tells me.

He pushes my hair out of my face and studies it. "No matter what kind of vessel you had, you were always beautiful to me."

I look into his eyes and see him, the real him. His words don't really take me by surprise because we always had relationship that was sort of like that. "I love you too Lucy."

He unties me and I fall to the floor. He quickly picks me up and touches his hand to my forehead. He heals me and then I stand up.

"I'm sorry (Y/n)." He says.

"Why did you stop?" I ask him.

"Old feelings die hard." He laughs.

"Come with me Lucy, we can travel the world, see things, together." I take his hands.

"I can't (N/n), my place is in hell, go travel and I'll see you around." Lucifer tells me.

I let go of his hands and gently smile. "Goodbye Lucifer."

I fly away.