Fic request: Deckerstar going to a movie theater
Oh my goodness I’M SO SORRY. This is so late getting this out and I’m so sorry. RL has recently taken my life back over. I hope you like this, I know it’s not technically in a movie “theater” but hey its still fun right?
Why Chloe agreed to this, she wasn’t completely sure. Maybe because Lucifer had asked her over the corpse of an attorney or maybe because she actually did enjoy horror movies and free dinner. Either way, now she was rethinking her answer.
Yesterday a horror film festival seemed fun but now Chloe was thinking it was just one of his attempts to sleep with her. She shrugged to herself in the mirror. If it was, she’d have to give him credit. It was pretty well thought out. She tugged herself into a flannel before freezing at a sound coming from downstairs.
The unmistakable clang of someone rifling through her cabinets drifted up the stairs and Chloe’s face dropped into a glare.
Of course Lucifer broke in. For the brief duration of the month she thought he’d finally learned how to knock, but no. She didn’t know why it surprised her so much.
Sighing, Chloe snagged her phone off the charger and trudged downstairs.
Lucifer spun at the sound of her footsteps, looking as guilty as can be. He was about to pour himself a glass of her nice wine. Instantly, a knowing smile graced his features and he set the bottle down.
“You do realize that you’re breaking into a cop’s house right?” she asked skeptically.
“What are you going to do arrest me?” He put a hand over his heart dramatically.
Chloe rolled her eyes and brushed past him to grab her purse off the countertop. She was about to snark right back to him but held back. That’s right, she thought, he’d probably enjoy getting locked up for a few days. How could she forget.
“Where is your linen closet, Detective? We need a blanket. Mine are all cashmere and I’m not about to ruin them.” Lucifer swept back out into the living room.
“You do know just because I said I’d go to a movie with you–which we’re going to miss by the way– doesn’t mean that we’re hooking up in your backseat, right?”
Lucifer reappeared with one of her mother’s wool throws in hand. He tsked and threw her his camera ready grin. “The festival is outside, Detective. Besides I don’t have a backseat,” he threw Chloe’s words back at her, “Now come on, we’re going to miss it.”
Chloe shook her head, questioning why she even put up with him, and walked out the door he was holding open. Lucifer gave her a once over before pulling the door shut.
The film festival was in a park that Chloe had never been to before. As soon as he flashed their tickets at the bouncer, Lucifer tugged her through the small crowd and to an empty spot of grass. Once the blanket was spread, they molded back into the crowd for popcorn.
Chloe watched Lucifer the whole time. There was something different about the way he acted when it was just them. His motions were cruder and his speech less formal. He’d even dressed down, well for his standards anyways. A vest and rolled white sleeves replaced his usual tailored suit. Even his hair was different; lacking product and curling slightly.
She decided she liked this look on him. It made him seem normal and Chloe feel normal.
Just two normal people going to the movies. Oh what irony.
By the time they returned, the previews were already running. They sat in silence, munching on their snacks. But once the movie actually started it was far from silent.
Chloe always liked horror movies, even before she became a cop. She’d even acted in one once. To her, the fakeness of it all was hysterical. Honestly the people in them were stupid and it just got her every time. It didn’t take long to realize that Lucifer was exactly the same way.
Throughout the night they’d kept a safe distance between them, but the second Lucifer leaned down to whisper in her ear, it was ruined.
“You’d think the people in these films had never seen a horror film themselves by the way they just moseyed into this house.”
She couldn’t help but laugh. In order to stifle her giggles she clapped a hand over her mouth. Then she leaned closer.
“How did they not notice that there is literally a dead body five feet away?”
Lucifer’s lips quirked up. “Or the conveniently placed blood spatter–which is the completely wrong angle to be from him, I might add.”
Chloe stared at the fake spot of blood on the wall. He was right, that wasn’t how blood trajectory worked. She couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s like they didn’t try! Look at this girl, she’s not even phased that she walked into a murder,” she whispered back.
People started to glance their way when Lucifer broke into a fit of laughter. Chloe grinned wider, this was the first time she’d ever seen him laugh. It was something she definitely wanted to hear again.
“This whole plot was dependent on this one bloody woman staying in this house instead of going sorry mate, I think I’m going to pass. Why did she even buy this house? I know the economy is shit but come on darling. That’s your first choice? If it was she deserves to get her ass haunted.”
Chloe couldn’t help herself, the last comment did her in. She collapsed into his side in a giggling mess. Lucifer even huffed out another laugh and threw an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.
This was the most fun Chloe had had since her and Dan separated. She’d always wanted someone to make her laugh and maybe Lucifer was it. No, she scolded herself, of course not. They were friends and that was it. Even if, and if was even being generous, they got together Lucifer would just leave her like every other one night stand. So what slipped past her lips next she couldn’t stop.
“You’ll call me the next time something like this is going on right?”
Lucifer took his attention away from the screen. His dark eyes flitted over her in surprise.
“You want me to?” he asked in half disbelief.
She gave him a reassuring smile. “Yeah why not? Who else is going to make fun of awful acting and bad decisions with me?”
Then a smile spread across his own face. Not the fake one he saved for the public, no a real genuine one that made the corners of eyes crinkle with joy.
“There’s no one else I’d love to criticize gore to wound ratios with either, Detective.”
Canned screams filled the park once more, but Chloe couldn’t hear them over the sound of Lucifer’s laughter.
