Speak of the Devil
A/N: My very first tickle fic with actual characters! What a milestone. Thank you to @thelavendersquid for this idea! Hopefully I’ll start doing more of these in the future.
Summary: You find your friend Lucifer a little down so you come up with a fun way to cheer him up!
“Lucy, buddy, why the long face? I haven’t seen you this down since Dan beat you at that round of chess a few months ago.”
Sitting on the edge of his bed in his living area above Lux, Lucifer glanced up at you, one of his closest friends since he’d come to the human world. His brow furrowed as he looked away again, sighing before he spoke.
“The detective hasn’t answered any of my phone calls today. After wrapping up another case yesterday we had a lovely little chat and after heading back home I haven’t heard from her again. I’m just a bit worried is all.”
You smile softly, sitting down next to him on the bed. You put your hand on his arm and give a comforting squeeze.
“Aw well Lucy, I don’t think you really have anything to be worried about. It seems like everything went well last night, she’s probably just busy. It’s Mother-Daughter day at Trixie’s school today remember?”
Lucifer’s eyes widen as he recalls the special event the detective had told him about a few weeks ago, and breaths a sigh of relief.
“Right… That’s right! The all-day event! How could I forget!”
You grin, seeing his composure finally start to relax.
“Yeah! See, you didn’t have anything to worry about!”
Happy to see him finally free of his bout of overthinking, you give him a playful little squeeze on his side. To your surprise, he jumps a little and lets out a chuckle as his lips form a small smile.
You raise your eyebrows as you look at him, your smile growing bigger.
“Is that a laugh I heard just now? Could it be that the big scary King of Hell is… ticklish?”
