Drag Me To Hell: Ch.5: Rough Night

     Who knew that finding out that Satan was your soulmate would be so tiring?

     Not him.

     Jack yawned as he turned over in bed for the millionth time. He just couldn't sleep. His mind felt so tired but his body just wouldn't shut down.

     It was like there was something he desperately needed just wasn't there.

     Or someone.

     He pushed that thought away immediately. 

     But he couldn't take him mind of Lucifer. 

     His sweet devil, curled up all alone on the sofa without him.

     Jack shook him head as if trying to clear water out of his ears.

     Where the hell had that come from?

     He was so not falling for that soulmates bullshit was he?

     He hadn't even known Lucifer for a day.

     And he already felt like he couldn't breathe at even the thought of Lucifer actually leaving.

     Jack sat up and glanced at the glowing red numbers blinking on his alarm clock. 

     1:00 A.M.

     He watched the clock tick to 1:01 before he got up and made his way out into the living room.

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     He found Lucifer curled up on the loveseat.

     He was using his suit jacket as a blanket and Jack felt a bit guilty for how callously he was treating his supposed soul mate.

     Lucifer's eyes opened as Jack approached his current sleeping place, and knelt down beside him.

     "I give up. I can't sleep without you.",Jack said in the most pitiful voice Lucifer had ever heard.

     Lucifer reached out and gently ran his fingers through the younger male's honey brown hair. 

     Jack calmed under his hand.

     The smaller male looked up at him meekly, almost bashful as he asked,"Come to bed?"

      Lucifer felt happiness swell in his chest,"Of course."