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Chloe gathered the last of her belongings on her desk with a sigh. It was hard to believe that it was her final day at the LAPD; there were tears, laughter and snacks throughout the day as she went about her usual work load until it was time to clock out. Now her desk was completely bare. No photos of Dan and Trixie. Her desktop was devoid of any borderline naked photos of Lucifer (which he always changes on her when she wasn't looking). Nothing. Not a trace of her ever being there.
"It's been a pleasure working with you, Decker," the Lieutenant said on her way out. "You take it easy during retirement. You deserve it."
Chloe smiles but says nothing. If she did, she was only going to cry or choke up. So rather than stick around for final goodbyes, she quickly made her way to the front of the precinct where her ride was waiting.
Immediately, her heart soared when saw her boyfriend leaning up against his Corvette, looking down at his phone. She cleared her throat to get his attention. Lucifer quickly looked up and despite wearing sunglasses, she could see his mischievous twinkle in his chocolate brown eyes behind the lenses.
"That was fast. What did you do, one massive sweep with an arm to put everything into the box?" He chuckled as he took her belongings from her arms. "Allow me. These are safer in the trunk than the backseat."
"I mostly had everything already cleaned out weeks ago anyway. Those were just what was left over. And no. I didn't just sweep everything in. There's fragile things in there."
As he placed the box into the trunk of the car, Chloe looked back at the precinct one final time and sighed heavily. She made a lot of memories (good and bad) and friends here; Dan. Ella. Doug from Evidence. It was hard to believe that she was finally giving it all up to be God's consultant. In fact, it was hard for anyone to believe.
She felt a large, warm hand touch hers, fingers looping through her own and giving them a squeeze.
"Having regrets?" Lucifer whispered in a soft voice.
Chloe sighed. "No. Not really. Just thinking of all the memories I've made here. It's crazy just how much of my life revolves around police work. What am I supposed to do now with all this free time?"
"Oh I can think of a thing or two," Lucifer chuckled as Chloe rolled her eyes. "Seriously, detective. You worked hard to get where you are. And the Lieutenant was right. You deserve a break."
Chloe shot him a look. "Wait, how did you–"
"You forget I'm not human, detective. My hearing isn't like yours. I could hear every conversation you had in there. I can hear Ella's music blasting in her office. I can even hear your heart thudding at night when I do the thing that you like–"
"Oh my–okay. You know what? No more using your super hearing powers on me unless I give you permission. Got it?"
Lucifer raised an eyebrow she climbed into the passenger seat of the car. "As much as I'm all for consent, Chloe, I can't exactly turn my ears off. But I'll try. Do you think I can drive with my fingers in my ears?"
Chloe snickered. "At this point, is there anything you haven't done while you were driving–wow don't grin at me like that. I'm only giving you ideas aren't I?"
"Perhaps. I'm full of ideas today, detective. We've got forever from here on out!" He revved the engine before speeding out of the parking lot with a whoop of joy.
They found themselves in a fancy restaurant that Lucifer had reserved the entirety of themselves for as a treat to celebrate her retirement. As they enjoyed their meal, piano music played from speakers somewhere in the restaurant. Chloe couldn't help but watch Lucifer's elegant hands as he chewed his food; fingers moved across the table as if playing an invisible piano in front of him, eyes closed as he hit every note that came from the speakers around them.
"You seem happy," Chloe blurted during the change of songs.
Lucifer peeked open an eye. "That's because I am, detective. My girlfriend just retired, my car is full on gas, and I'm having dinner with the most stunningly beautiful woman in the world. What's not to be happy about?"
Chloe felt her face heat up as she took a sip of her wine. "Lucifer. I'm not a detective anymore. Call me Chloe."
He looked at her then–like really looked at her. His eyes wandered from her own, down over her body, then back up to her face again as if remembering every detail of it. But little did she know, he already knew every little detail of her body; every curve, every mole, every stretch mark that covered her skin. He's kissed those places more times than he could count and he'd keep kissing them until he couldn't anymore. Every part of her was perfect to him, even if she didn't fully agree.
He'd just have to keep kissing her until she believed him.
"Chloe," he finally said, a smile broadening on his handsome face. "Chloe Decker, my beautiful girlfriend. Here's to retirement and everything after that."
She clinked his glass against his with a giggle. "So how are we getting home when we're finished? You had alcohol. I can't let you drive like this."
"Good thing you're not a cop anymore," Lucifer winked. "Besides. I don't get drunk in your presence anymore. Remember? Invulnerability. Not to mention I'm God now so my first act as sky daddy is to remove drunkenness and hangovers."
"Oh. Well. It's nice to know where your priorities are...." Chloe made bubbles into her wine to hide her amusement.
"Uh....." Lucifer sighed heavily. "Well naturally I'm going to fix other earthly problems as well. World hunger. War. Fix whatever the hell makes cisgender hetero men feel so superior to everyone else–all that will be fixed once I'm on the throne. Not to worry dete–Chloe. All in due time."
They went quiet for a few moments, allowing the piano music to take over again as they ate. Chloe had finished her steak and salad whereas Lucifer was already on his third helping. It seemed that he was good friends with the head chef (of course he was) and he could order whatever he wanted as often as he wanted.
"Can you make it rain?"
Lucifer paused from chewing to look up at Chloe. She was staring out the massive glass window that separated them from the street outside whole holding the wine glass to her chest. She was so beautiful it made his heart ache. The way her bangs fell across her face. The way her eyes sparkled under the lights above them. Her sharp jawline that he loved planting gentle kisses on late at night when she was asleep. She was beautiful. She was his.
"I'm sorry. Can I what?" He asked after swallowing a bite of steak.
"Can you make it rain?" She repeated.
Lucifer chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "I'm sure I could under the right circumstances. Proper lighting. A tight little thong–"
"Not like that. I mean rain. From the sky. Can you do that?"
She was staring into his eyes now, and Lucifer couldn't look away no matter how hard he tried. "Yes. Yes I can. Though since I'm new to the job, I don't want to accidentally make it rain for forty days and forty nights. You know how that story went."
Chloe bit her lip. "It's just.....I love the rain. My family never moved to LA until I was five. Before that we lived in the country and rain was the most magical part of my childhood. My dad would take me outside and we'd dance and laugh as we became so drenched that it weighed us down. Since it doesn't rain much in LA, I want to go back to those moments. Remember the happiness and joy I felt as a child."
Confused, Lucifer cocked his head. "Are you not happy now? Was it something I did? Or didn't do?"
"No! God no, you're fine. You're more than fine. You're perfect. I just miss when times were simpler, you know? When you're a kid and the whole world just seems so big and full of magic?"
"I wouldn't know actually. I was never a kid...."
The look of sorrow in his eyes made Chloe reach across the table and hold one of his hands between hers. "Hey. Look at me," she smiled when he finally glanced up. "Kid or angel, the world is still big and full of magic. Isn't it? I mean....if there's any proof of that out there, I'm literally dating God. My ex's best friend is an angel. A demon babysits my 11 year old. What more proof do I need to know that the world is a mysterious and beautiful place?"
Her laughter sounded like music to his ears, sending a tingle down his spine. She couldn't hear it but sometimes when she laughed there was a whistle coming from her nose. He never had the heart to tell her because it was so endearing and she'd try to fix it if she found out, so he kept that little secret to himself for his own personal enjoyment.
"Anyway. Thank you for today, Lucifer. Helping me with my stuff and for bringing me out to dinner. This was so kind of you to do."
Lucifer didn't need a cue to meet her halfway for a kiss. He could hear her heart racing and as his lips met hers, he heard it speed up, causing him to smile through the kiss.
"What are you smirking at his time?" She asked as she pulled away with her eyebrows raised.
"Nothing, nothing." Lucifer cupped her neck with a hand, knowing full well that made her weak in the knees. "Let me kiss you some more. You taste divine...."
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There was a knock on her door late that night. The usual musical rap on her front step she knew all too well seeing how it was only one person who ever knocked Frank Sinatra songs on her door.
"Lucifer?" She said through a yawn. "It's like 3 in the morning. What are you doing here?"
"No time to talk. I need you out on your front lawn right now."
"Oh–" Chloe was suddenly led out to the small patch of grass by her home, barefoot and in her pajamas. "Lucifer," she hissed. "I'm not dressed!"
"Believe me, if there were no one around you'd be even more so but I work with what I'm given." He gently reached out and held her hands in his. "I have a surprise for you. And I think you'll like it. A lot actually."
Chloe groaned. "You didn't buy me another car did you?"
"What? No. No, of course not. I wouldn't reveal it to you this late at night anyway. It's not a car. Trust me."
She did trust him. After everything they've been through together, how could she not? He's saved her more times than she could count. He's come over for game night with Trixie with no hesitation. He's helped her solve cases. Put away dangerous people. He was a good man, inside and out. Heart and soul. And no matter how many times he denies it, he's still perfect to her, even if he doesn't fully agree.
She'd just have to keep kissing him until he believed her.
"Close your eyes, Chloe," his low voice told her in the dark. "And stick your hands out."
She did as she was told. There was no fear in her as she did so. She trusted him and felt safe enough that nothing was going to harm her. Not that he'd allow it anyway.
After what felt like a minute or two, Chloe sighed. "Lucifer, what are you doing? I'm barefoot and my feet are cold."
He didn't answer and she didn't open her eyes to see what he was actually doing. As she opened her mouth to ask again, she felt something hit her hand. It felt like liquid of some sort, and at first she thought it was a tear until more drops hit her skin from above.
Then the realization hit.
"Wait a minute. Is it–"
A sudden downpour hit them both from the heavens and she yelled in surprise. When she finally opened her eyes, she looked up at the sky and saw that it was, in fact, raining.
"You made it rain?!" She exclaimed with a laugh. "How? I thought you didn't want to go all Noah's Ark on LA?"
"Well....after hearing your story about your father, I dropped you off after dinner and I decided to do some practicing at Lux. Despite doing it outside, I somehow managed to make it rain inside too. Needless to say, my cleaner Harvey wasn't too pleased when he found out my penthouse was practically flooded."
Chloe laughed, pulling him in roughly for a kiss as the rain continued to pelt down on them relentlessly. His lips tasted like whisky and his hands felt strong at the small of her back as he held onto her for dear life. If only she could make this moment last forever or take a snapshot of this point in time. She never wanted to forget it.
"Lucifer. You made it rain for me," she breathed against him.
"I did," he whispered back, his breath warm on the bridge of her nose.
"But why?"
Even in the rain, his eyes twinkled and the water droplets clung to his eyelashes. "Why? Because I love you, Chloe. And I'd do it again. Don't you know that? Besides. A little rain won't hurt LA."
She covers her mouth with a hand to stifle a laugh, but ended up having it gently removed from her face by him as he draped both her arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss her in the rain once more. This was their perfect moment in time. Every part of it was perfect, and they both fully agreed.
They'd just have to keep kissing each other like nothing else mattered.