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Lucifer x reader - Why do you even care?

Words: ~ 2300
Warning: depressed and insecure reader
Pairing: Lucifer x reader
Summary: Reader falls into depression again after Lucifer is mean to her.

You and the Winchesters thought your life would change drastically after meeting god who gave you “the mighty task” to watch over the devil himself.
In all seriousness, Chuck just wanted someone to babysit his rebellious son so he didn’t get the chance to destroy earth. Especially your long lasting friends Sam and Dean weren’t particularly fond of your new job but
unfortunately, you can’t really say no to god (and believe me Dean tried).

But unlike your concerns babysitting the fallenarchangel was pretty easy. At first you thought Lucifer will do everything in his power to annoy you all to death while living in the bunker but instead he just spent most of the time in his temporary room. He didn’t really talk much except of making some sarcastic comments every time the brothers said something but they did their best to simply ignore the devil.

Like every morning you made your way to the kitchen to pour yourself a cup of coffee before you went to the library to do some research. Lucifer was already there reading some antic book.
“Good morning,” you greet him with a small smile.
You never hated the devil as much as everyone else. Of course you heard the stories and the brothers and Cas warned you about his evilness but you always liked to confirm things on your own. Furthermore, you kind of created a little crush on him, not that you would ever tell him that.

Therefore, you decided to be nice and polite to him until he does something to lose this privilege. It wasn’t hard to imagine that Lucifer has to be lonely, so you really wished he would open up to you. But of course he didn’t answer the greetings of a “worthless human”. He had a reputation to keep after all.
If he started to talk to you he would indirectly admit that his hate against every human being on planet earth was a little bit irrational. So that’s probably why he still didn’t talk to you after all these months, or at least that’s what you told yourself.

For the next hours you both sat in the library silently. Despite your efforts, you couldn’t really concentrate on anything but Lucifer. You caught yourself staring at him quite a few times but you couldn’t help yourself. He was a remarkably interesting angel after all.
“What are you reading?” you decided to start a conversation. But Lucifer didn’t even look at you and it took an
eternity before he finally answered. “Why do you care?”
“I’m just trying to make a conversation. You live with us since months but we never really talked.”
“And why exactly would I want to talk to you? Not only are you nothing more than a stupid hairless ape you’re also one of the most boring humans who ever existed. I mean seriously, what are you even doing besides cooking and reading? I have no idea why the Losechesters bother with
you. It’s obvious they aren’t interested in anything you have to say.”

Well you certainly didn’t expect that. His words hurt you more than you would like to admit and you were sure your facial expression
showed it. Tears started to form in your eyes and you left the room as fast as
you could in order to not let him see how much his words offended you.

But once you closed the door to your room you couldn’t stop crying. His words hit you hard. You were always extremely insecure about yourself. You hated nearly everything about you. Your looks, your laugh, the
way your voice sounds. But none of this overmatched the way you hated your personality.
No matter how hard you tried you couldn’t stop comparing yourself to others. You will never be as smart, passionate and insightful as Sam. You will never be as confident, bad-ass and funny as Dean. And you will certainly never be as strong and good-hearted as Castiel.

Lucifer was right. Why do they even bother with you?
They were probably just too nice to tell you to leave already. You never
considered yourself as a very interesting or entertaining person and your former relationships confirmed exactly that. Your exes always broke up with you or searched someone
better after a few months the relationship had started. They always told you they want someone more spontaneous and exciting while you needed an eternity to
open up to someone at least a little bit. The worst thing is you couldn’t really hate your ex boyfriends for pointing out your flaws and telling you to stop talking when you told them in detail about your rather uneventful day. Heck, you couldn’t even hate them for breaking up with you because you wouldn’t want to be in a
relationship with yourself either.