Lusifer Gets Lost — and Meets "Him"
Jonathan's phone rings.
Jonathan: "I have to take this. Go straight, then left.
Harry's room is there." 😊
Lusifer: "Okayyy." 😊
Lusifer confidently walks forward…
…then stops.
Lusifer: "Was it right or left…? 🙁
Hmm. Let's go right.
Because I am always right." 😁
He turns right.
Takes three steps.
Slips on nothing but air.
Lusifer: "Ah—!"
Before he hits the ground, a hand grabs him firmly.
Music starts playing in the background:
🎵 Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand…
With every guitar-string scar on my hand…
I take this magnetic force of a man…
to be my lover… 🎵
Lusifer's soul leaves his body.
His eyes sparkle. ✨😍
He stares up at the man who saved him—
A stunning face, elegant posture, but with eyes that clearly cried earlier… eyes nobody ever bothered to heal.
Lusifer is gone.
Fallen.
Dead.
Finished.
Man: helps him stand straight
"Are you okay… Mr.?" 😐
Lusifer: still staring, hypnotized
"Is it paining…?" 😍
Man: "Huh? Why would it pain?" 😶
(slightly confused, slightly suspicious)
Lusifer: leans closer, shameless
"I mean… when you fell from heaven…
that landing must've hurt, right?" 😍
Man: blinks once 😐
"…What?"
Lusifer:
"If your hand feels heavy, darling…
let me hold it for you." 😍
Man: "Dude. I'm a boy." 😐
Lusifer: smiles like a fox
"What a coincidence…
me too." 😍
The man freezes.
Lusifer smirks.
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