Supernatural imagines

Lucifer

Had a request, and here it is.

I let out a sigh as I listened to Sam and Dean argue about Jack and Lucifer.

"Okay! Enough! You guys are killing me! Okay so Lucifer is staying so he can stay out of trouble! Jack isn't going anywhere because he is apart of this family.. now grow up and stop arguing... god you give me a headache." I said as I shook my head.

"I'm sorry." Sam said softly.

"Yea Sorry." Dean said not meeting my eyes.

"Don't lie to me Winchester." I growled out.

"Yes ma'am." He said as he hit his lip.

I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh as I walked away. I smiled as I made it to the kitchen and saw Jack spinning an empty bottle around.

"Penny for your thoughts?" I asked with a smile.

"Why would you give me a-"

"It's just a saying, means do you want to talk about it?" I asked as I set down in front of him.

"Lucifer... well my father... wants to try and connect with me, but.. what if he is trying to use me.... could... could you maybe see if he is telling the truth.. if he actually cares about me?" Jack asked softly.

"Of course... I'll go talk to him now." I said as I ruffled his hair and stood up.

I walked out of the kitchen and held a groan in as I knocked on Lucifer's bedroom door.

"Who is it?" Lucifer yelled.

"(Y/n)! I need to talk to you!" I yelled.

The door soon opened and I pushed past him.

"What do you want with Jack?" I asked as I turned to look at him.

"I want to know my son... is that to hard to believe?"

"Yes... truth now." I said sternly.

"I don't want to be like my father... I don't want Jack to hate me... I want to give him the life I never had... a life with love and happiness... I want my son to care about me.... and I want to be a better person for him." He said softly.

"You're not lying.... you actually love Jack."

"That's what I'm trying to tell everyone, but no one believes me! I mean I know I am the devil and I lie a lot, but why would I lie to my son? Why would I want him to hate me?"

"If you do anything to hurt him... I promise Sam won't be the one to kill you." I said as I stepped forward.

"I don't think you could if you wanted to." He said with a smirk.

"What does that mean?"

"It means... I can read minds... I know every little thing you think." He said as he tapped my forehead.

"You're lying."

"Yes I am, but I do know you're madly in love with me." He said as he set on the bed.

"What makes you think that?" I asked not meeting his eyes.

"Because I feel the same way." He said softly.

My eyes went wide and I turned to look at him.

"Say that again." I whispered.

"I feel the same way."

"And what way is that?"

He let out a chuckle and stood up, he slowly walked towards me and I watched his every step.

"I'm in love with you (y/n)." He said as he stopped in front of me.

I quick leaned up and gently pressed my lips against his. He let out a chuckle and wrapped his arms around my waist. We soon pulled apart and I tried to catch my breath.

"You changed me (Y/n) (L/n).... and I know it's for the better." He whispered before he gently kissed me again.