Antidepressant Withdrawal (8)

Lucifer decided to appear behind Aaron while he was taking a break from running. He was using a pair of headphones that made him unable to hear the sound of his wings. But when his grace brushed against his soul, Aaron turned, smiling faintly when their eyes locked.

"Hey." Aaron walked forward, his soul lighter than usual. Lucifer leaned to brush their lips, but to his pleasant surprise, Aaron deepened slightly their chaste kiss.

A pleased hum escaped him before backing completely away. "You look happier."

"Do I?"

Aaron brow wrinkled, but there was a blush covering his cheeks when he glanced at the side and took his headphones away, running a hand through his sweaty hair. Lucifer hadn't noticed before, but once he gave a carefully look at Aaron's soul you could still see the usual weariness in it. It surprised him that he hadn't pay attention before; he merely saw that it was lighter and assumed it meant happiness.

"You looked different for a second," he whispered, feeling puzzled.

"Well, the only different thing is that I ran today, Karen does leave me to do that after I take my pills." Aaron frowned. "Though I think it's already time to get more, I think the ones Karen has are ready to expire."

Aaron shook his head "And what about you? Haven't seen you in three days."

"Are you counting the days, Aaron?" Lucifer smirked. Any other day, Aaron would blush adorably and look down with a sheepish smile, but he seemed to notice that something was wrong. His frown was still there.

Aaron's hand closed around his arm, his grip firm and gentle.

"Is everything alright?"

Lucifer pursed his lips, unsure of how to continue. He hadn't told Aaron about how he had found residue of demon possession inside Rachel's body. It wasn't because he thought he wouldn't be able to handle it and more like he didn't possess the time to do it. He'd probably end killing Aaron if he had shown when he found about it; his rage has always been his downfall.

"Lucifer?"

"I'll be blunt: Rachel was... possessed before she died."

Aaron's eyes widened. "What?"

"I was curious about her so I went to the morgue and found out residues that led me to believe that she was possessed."

"I don't under─Since when?"

Lucifer touched Aaron and transported them both to the room Will had given him, making sure to soundproof it before. Aaron didn't say anything, just rubbed his eyes because of the dizziness he always felt whenever Lucifer flew him. He sat next to him on the bed and tried to touch his hand but Aaron moved his own away.

"Since when?" he repeated, voice determined but soul trembling.

"She was after the hunter named Jose. Your friend apparently had exorcised her before and the first thing she did once on earth was to seek vengeance."

Aaron laughed dryly, leaning his elbows on his tights so he could hold his head better. "I always thought it was too normal. He told me how hunters don't have a peaceful death and─" He sighed, his body shaking once. Lucifer placed his palm on his back, attempting to show some support as he moved part of his grace against him. He was stirring his wing on top of Aaron but the tone of his voice stopped him dead. "How do you know all of this?"

Lucifer wing retreated. "What do you mean, Aaron?"

"You found out that she was possessed recently, right? Then how do you know all of this?"

"...I searched for the demon, of course."

"And what, that demon just told you the truth from the goodness of its heart?"

Lucifer calmly sat upright and placed his hands on his lap. "What do you want me to say?"

"What do I want you to─?" He stood up, looking everywhere but him. Pacing a couple of steps before leaning his weight on the chair in front of his bed. He took a few breaths before he talked slowly. "It was a simple question."

With chin held high, Lucifer smiled. "I tortured her. A thing I've done many times before, now more frequently, considering the demon's revolt." He tilted his head. "Have you forgotten who I am, Aaron?"

Aaron's lips formed a thin line as he looked at his left, tears silently watering his eyes. Was it guilt that he was feeling? Lucifer wanted nothing more but to walk forward and erase that expression on his face, to wrap his wings around his body and held him close.

He shouldn't have used a harsh tone.

"It was just a demon, Aaron," Lucifer found himself saying, frowning down at himself when the words left his lips.

"A demon is just a human's soul twisted, wasn't that what you told me?"

Lucifer stood and started walking towards him. "Aaron."

"Could you go?" even bother to look at him as he spoke, the grip on the chair tightening.

"I don't think it'd be a good idea for you to be alone right now, you're just trying to find someone to blame," Lucifer said gently, stopping walking at a safe distance, trying to not scare Aaron away. He couldn't resist holding his right hand high to graze his fingers against Aaron's arm. "But I'll go if you really want me to, Aaron."

Aaron swallowed, moving slightly away from his touch. He clenched his eyes shut. "Please, go."

Lucifer's hand was still in the air when he began closing his fist slowly, his eyes drifting towards Aaron's hand before he flew away.