As I entered the apartment, the warm and cozy atmosphere embraced me. The soft glow of the dim lights and the smell of my mom's cooking filled the air. The faint sound of laughter coming from the living room made me smile as I took off my shoes and walked towards the source of the noise.
My parents were standing in the center of the room, beaming with joy. And there, in the middle of the room, was my brother, Val. His presence always brought happiness into our home, and I couldn't help but feel excited to see him after so long. I eagerly made my way towards them, juggling a box of doughnuts in one hand.
'Hey! I brought doughnuts,' I yelled, trying to get their attention. My brother turned around and a wide smile spread across his face as we embraced. 'How was your trip?' I asked, admiring his well-rested appearance. 'You look great!' I added, genuinely impressed.
'It was nice, thanks for asking. And I see you brought my favorite doughnuts, this is why you are my brother,' Val replied, his eyes twinkling with joy. I couldn't help but laugh at his playful remark, happy to see him in such good spirits.
Before we could continue our conversation, my mom interrupted us. 'There you are, Moxie. Go help your father with the dinner,' she said, motioning towards the kitchen. I nodded, still smiling, and walked towards the kitchen to assist my dad.
As I entered the kitchen, my dad greeted me with a warm smile. 'Hey Dad, what's for dinner?' I asked, eager to know what he had prepared. 'Oh, you know, Val's favorite food. Pasta and Chicken Tikka Masala,' he replied, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his playful jab. 'They are also my favorite if you didn't know,' I retorted, trying to keep a straight face. But my dad's goofy grin broke any facade of seriousness, and I couldn't help but laugh.
I walked over to the counter and placed the box of doughnuts on it, taking a sip of my coffee. I then helped my dad by setting up the table, and arranging forks, spoons, and napkins to make it look fancy and welcoming.
Right at that moment, my phone started ringing, disrupting the peaceful ambiance. My dad announced that it was time to eat, but I noticed Lucifer's name flashing on my phone screen. I hesitated for a moment, torn between answering the call and enjoying a meal with my family.
My dad noticed my dilemma and suggested, 'Are you going to get that? Just tell them you have to go to eat.' I looked at my dad, grateful for his understanding, but I knew I had to answer the call. 'Oh no, I'm sorry, I have to take this,' I said, grabbing my phone and walking to a quieter corner of the room.
As I heard Lucifer's voice on the other end of the call, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe he was actually talking to me. Trying to sound casual, I greeted him with a simple 'Hey, what's up?' But his response caught me off guard. 'Nothing, you want to continue the conversation at the park tomorrow?' I couldn't believe it. He wanted to spend more time with me.
Feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, I replied 'Sunday? Well, I'm not busy or anything so yeah...for sure.' I couldn't believe I had just agreed to go on a date with Lucifer. I could feel my cheeks turning red as I got shy and embarrassed. But Lucifer seemed to find it amusing, as he let out a laugh and teased me saying 'You are so cute when you are shy.'
Trying to play it cool, I told him to stop while laughing, but deep down I was secretly enjoying his attention. 'Enough!! I'm not,' I protested, but he kept going with it, insisting 'You are, it's true.' I couldn't help but smile, feeling a flutter of butterflies in my stomach. The way he talked to me made me feel special and wanted.
But as the conversation continued, I couldn't shake off my shyness. When I mentioned that I had to go eat, he immediately apologized, showing his consideration and thoughtfulness. 'Oh sorry if I interrupted you,' he said, making me feel even more comfortable and at ease with him.
Trying to make small talk, I told him that my brother had just come back from a trip and we were celebrating him. His response was understanding and polite as he said 'Ah alright, well enjoy your dinner.' I couldn't help but admire how considerate and kind he was.
But as the conversation came to an end, I couldn't help but feel nervous and awkward. My words seemed to stumble over each other as I said 'Thank you, you too if you are eating or anything..' I wanted to keep the conversation going, but I was too shy to come up with anything else to say.
Lucifer seemed to find my nervousness amusing as he laughed and reassured me 'Haha thank you, I already ate. Nice try tho.' His teasing tone made me feel more at ease, and I couldn't help but join in with a light laugh.
As we said our goodbyes, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that the conversation was coming to an end. But Lucifer's polite and kind nature made me feel comfortable and reassured. 'Goodbye,' I said, hoping that I would get to talk to him again soon.
In that short phone call, I had gone through a rollercoaster of emotions. From excitement and nervousness to shyness and embarrassment, Lucifer's teasing and charming personality had made me feel a range of emotions. And despite my shyness, I couldn't deny the fact that I was looking forward to seeing him at the park tomorrow.
As I made my way back to the dining table, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt wash over me. My dad's exasperated look only added to my feelings of shame. But I couldn't bring myself to regret the call I had just finished. I knew my dad would forgive me, just like he always did.
As we sat down to enjoy the delicious meal, my mom's question caught me off guard. 'Who called you?' she asked, her tone filled with curiosity. My heart started racing and I felt a lump form in my throat. I didn't know how to answer. I couldn't tell them the truth, not yet.
With a nervous laugh, I tried to brush off her question. 'Uhh...No one,' I replied, hoping my voice didn't give away my inner turmoil. But my mom wasn't convinced. She could sense that something was off with me. 'Are you okay?' she pressed, her concern evident in her voice.
I plastered on a fake smile and replied, 'Yes, of course, I'm okay. Let's just enjoy this dinner.' I knew I was lying, but I couldn't bring myself to tell my family the truth. They didn't know that I was gay, and I had been hiding it from them for a long time.
Trying to change the subject, I turned to my brother and asked, 'So what did you do on your trip? I want to know everything about it.' But as I asked the question, my mind was still lingering on the call I had just finished. Thoughts of Lucifer's biceps and pecs flooded my mind, making it hard for me to focus on anything else.
'God, snap out of it, Moxie,' I scolded myself, trying to bring my attention back to the conversation at the table. 'Someone is talking to you,' I reminded myself, trying to push away any thoughts of Lucifer and our upcoming date.
Thankfully, my brother's response brought me back to reality. 'Oh, that's nice,' I said, nodding along with his words. But in reality, I hadn't heard a thing he said. My mind was still only focused on Lucifer and the excitement building up inside me for our date.
Val's confused voice snapped me out of my thoughts. 'So me falling over a hill is nice?' he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. It took a moment for me to register what he had said, and I felt a pang of guilt wash over me for not paying attention to my family.
'Oh shit, no, sorry, that isn't...I'm sorry that happened,' I said, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Val, being the understanding and forgiving brother he was, quickly accepted my apology. 'It's alright,' he said, giving me a warm smile.
But as we continued with dinner, I couldn't shake off the guilt and shame that consumed me. I hated keeping this secret from my family, but I was also scared of their reaction if I came out to them.
As I finished my plate and made my way to the bathroom to wash my hands and mouth, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It's been a long day and a good meal always makes me feel better. After brushing my teeth, I decided to head to my bed. I must say, it's the comfiest bed ever. I sunk into the soft pillows and let out a sigh of contentment.
But as I lay there, scrolling through my phone, I couldn't shake off the feeling of boredom. I went through my social media feeds, checked my messages, and finally ended up on Lucifer's Instagram. I know I just met him but I couldn't help but check out his pictures.
As I looked through his posts, something caught my eye. I saw a picture of him with a girl, kissing her and hugging her. She was beautiful, with those mesmerizing siren eyes. Her straight dark hair suited her perfectly and she had big, glossy lips. My heart sank as I realized that this must be his girlfriend.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. I always thought Lucifer was single and now it hit me that he might be cheating on his girlfriend with me. Or perhaps, he was just playing with my feelings all this time. I kept overthinking, trying to make sense of the situation.
Feeling overwhelmed, I buried my face in my pillow, wanting to suffocate myself. But then, I stopped. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I realized that I was overreacting and that I needed to think rationally.
It hit me that I had been idealizing Lucifer all this time. In my mind, he was perfect and I had convinced myself that he was my soulmate. But the truth is, he is not perfect and neither am I. And even if he was my soulmate, I couldn't just steal someone else's boyfriend.
I felt a wave of sadness wash over me as I thought about the unfairness of it all. Why does everything have to suck? Why couldn't I just have a simple crush on someone who is actually available?
I scrolled through my Instagram feed, I couldn't help but stop and stare at the latest post from Lucifer. In the video, she was being surprised by Lucifer with a handful of adorable puppies. My heart melted as I watched her face light up with pure joy and delight. It was as if she had won the lottery. But as I continued to watch, I couldn't help but feel envious of this girl. How does she have it all? Not only does she have a loving boyfriend who surprises her with puppies, but she is also drop-dead gorgeous. It's like she's a clone of Megan Fox herself.
Her stunning black hair cascades down her back in luscious waves, framing her perfectly chiseled face. Her siren eyes, a deep shade of emerald, seem to sparkle with every movement. They draw you in, making it impossible to look away. And her lips, oh her lips. They are so glossy and plump, it's as if she's been blessed with the perfect pout. I can't help but envy the way they effortlessly curve into a smile, revealing her pearly white teeth. Her smile shines bright because she doesn't want anyone to see the pain under it. Her chin is strong and defined, giving her an air of sophistication. And her angelic nose, slightly upturned at the tip, adds to her overall beauty. Every angle of her face is flawlessly symmetrical, making it seem as though she was carved by a skilled sculptor.
And let's not forget about her eyelashes. They are long, thick, and perfectly curled, making her eyes look even more mesmerizing. It's as if they were made to flutter and bat in a seductive manner. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as I compared them to my own sparse and straight lashes. I'm not sad but I'm not happy either.
As I continued to watch the video, I couldn't help but wish I could trade places with her. To be showered with love and cute puppies by a doting boyfriend, and to look like a goddess while doing so. It's not fair, I thought to myself. How does she have it all? But then I realized, maybe she doesn't. Maybe she has her own insecurities and struggles. After all, no one is perfect, no matter how flawless they may seem on social media.
But one thing is for sure, this girl is living the dream. I can't help but admire her beauty and envy her luck.
You know what, I'm gonna steal her boyfriend.
As I lay there, staring at the ceiling, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, feeling at peace with myself.
As I woke up the next day, I felt a sense of clarity wash over me. I had spent countless days and nights consumed by something that was never meant to be. I had wasted so much time and energy on someone who didn't deserve it. But today, I decided to change my perspective and focus on something more important - myself.
With a newfound determination, I got out of bed and proceeded with my morning routine. As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but notice how exhausted and drained I looked. I stared at my reflection and uttered the words, 'You are ugly.' The harsh words echoed in my mind, but I knew it was time for a change.
I glanced at my long curly hair, it was a mess from tossing and turning all night. Without hesitation, I grabbed my hairbrush and started to tame the unruly locks. As I ran the brush through my hair, I felt a sense of calmness and control. I then noticed my black glasses sitting on the edge of the sink. I put them on and instantly felt a sense of empowerment. They gave me a sophisticated and intelligent look, which I had always admired.
But I wasn't done yet. I wanted to enhance my features and make myself look prettier and sexier. I remembered my mom's makeup drawer and without a second thought, I went to grab it. I carefully applied some blush to my cheeks, making them rosy and radiant. Next, I applied a coat of mascara to my long, curly lashes, making them look fuller and more defined. I then precisely applied eyeliner to my sleepy deer eyes, making them pop and stand out. Finally, I added a touch of lipstick to my lips, giving them a bold and seductive color.
As I admired my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but smile. I had transformed myself into a sexy package. My long curly hair framed my face perfectly, making me look effortlessly glamorous. The black glasses added a touch of sophistication, while my sleepy deer eyes gave me a mysterious and alluring look. And the final touch of makeup elevated my appearance, making me look like a confident and irresistible woman.
With my newfound confidence, I decided to document my transformation. I grabbed my phone and started taking videos of myself, showcasing my new look and attitude. I posed and strutted in front of the camera, showing off my sexy package. I then posted these videos on my social media story, making sure to let everyone know that I was no longer the same guy they once knew.
I want Lucifer to see it.
At that moment, I realized that I didn't need anyone's validation or approval. I had the power to make myself feel beautiful and confident, and that was all that mattered. From now on, I will show the world how I do it - with self-love and self-care.
As I stared at my phone, my heart raced with anticipation. I couldn't believe I was about to go on a date with Lucifer, the hot guy I met just yesterday. I couldn't help but giggle at myself and bite my lip in excitement.
My fingers trembled as I typed out the message, 'So when is the date?' I hit send and waited anxiously for his reply. A million thoughts ran through my mind - would he say yes? Would he even remember me?
Finally, his response came through. 'Oh, U thought it was a date?' My heart sank for a moment, but I tried to play it cool. 'Is it..?' I replied, trying to hide my nerves.
And then came the moment I had been waiting for. 'Yes, you dummy,' he replied. I couldn't contain my joy and excitement, and I let out a loud cheer. I jumped up and down, my heart bursting with happiness. I couldn't believe it - he said yes!
Still grinning from ear to ear, I quickly typed out my next message. 'Oh, got me scared for a second,' I said, trying to play it cool again.
But Lucifer's response made my heart flutter even more. 'You really wanted it to be a date uh?' he teased. I couldn't help but play along. 'Yes,' I replied, teasing him back.
And then he dropped the bomb that made me feel like I was on cloud nine. 'The time is 3 pm, don't be late,' he said. My heart skipped a beat - this was really happening, I was actually going on a date with Lucifer. I couldn't resist checking my social media to see if he had seen my stories. And to my delight, not only had he seen them, but he had also liked them. My heart felt like it was going to burst with happiness. He must have seen my stories and wanted me too. As I got ready for the date, I couldn't stop smiling. I kept repeating to myself, 'This is happening, this is really happening.' I couldn't believe that the hot guy that I had met just yesterday wanted to go on a date with me. I feel like a giddy schoolgirl, eagerly anticipating the start of a new adventure.
As I walked towards the park, my heart was beating out of my chest with excitement. I couldn't believe that I was about to spend the evening with Lucifer, the guy who had stolen my heart in just one day. I couldn't stop smiling as I thought about how lucky I was to be with him.
As I approached the park, I saw him waiting for me under a tree. My smile widened as I took in his handsome features and the way his eyes lit up when he saw me. I couldn't help but feel a rush of butterflies in my stomach as I made my way towards him.
'You are beautiful,' he said, his words causing my cheeks to flush with a rosy hue. I felt flustered and shy, but I couldn't resist flirting back. 'Thank you! You look handsome as always,' I replied, trying to hide my growing attraction towards him.
As we walked through the park, hand in hand, he surprised me with a bouquet of my favorite flowers. I couldn't help but feel touched by his sweet gesture. I knew then that this was going to be a special evening, one that I would remember for a long time.
We talked for hours, getting to know each other even more. I couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to him, as if we had known each other for years. Every word he spoke, every smile he gave, made me fall even deeper for him.
We finally found a bench to sit on and he started talking about his love for animals. I knew I should be paying attention, but I couldn't help but get lost in his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly, to feel his soft lips against mine. I was in a state of bliss just by being near him, and I couldn't imagine being anywhere else.
He is undeniably hot, I'm telling you he is really hot. He's sitting on a bench, with his legs wide open and his arm casually draped over it. It's a pose that exudes confidence and masculinity, and every man would do it if they had the chance. But for Lucifer, it comes naturally. He's the kind of man who commands attention without even trying. And as I watch him, I can see why. His green eyes are filled with a hint of darkness, but also a sense of love. It's a combination that is both alluring and mysterious. I find myself unable to look away, wanting to stare at them forever.
He oozes sex appeal, and I can feel the heat radiating off of him even from a distance. I can't help but think, I need him. I want him. Can he just leave his girlfriend and be my boyfriend already?
I know it's wrong, and I shouldn't be thinking these thoughts. But I can't help it. Lucifer is like a magnet, drawing me in with his irresistible charm. And as I continue to watch him, I can't help but notice all the other little details that make him so alluring. His curly hair is on point, and I can just imagine running my fingers through those soft locks. I want to touch them forever, until the end of time. It's a thought that both excites and scares me. But it's a risk I'm willing to take for someone like Lucifer. And then there's his body. Oh, that muscular build of his is enough to make any woman weak in the knees. He's the perfect combination of strength and grace, and the way he's posing on that bench only adds to his appeal. He knows he looks good, and he's not afraid to show it off. And I can't blame him, because he's right. He does look good.
But as much as I want him, I know I can't have him. Lucifer already has a girlfriend, and I will bring myself to break them up. I may not know her, but I can bear the thought of causing someone else pain for my own selfish desires.
I couldn't help but let my eyes wander down from his face, tracing the lines of his neck and chest. I couldn't resist the urge to look at his dick bulge, a sign of his desire for me. But before I could get lost in my thoughts, he said something, bringing me back to reality.
He noticed my distraction and put his finger under my chin, making me look up at him. 'You okay? It looks like you were checking me out,' he laughed, his eyes sparkling with amusement. I felt so embarrassed and immediately hid my face in my hands, apologizing profusely.
'I'm so sorry, sorry,' I mumbled, feeling my cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red. But he just laughed and pulled my hands away from my face, making me look at him. 'Don't be sorry, I take it as a compliment,' he said, his eyes locked with mine.
We both got some ice cream from a nearby vendor and enjoyed the sweet treat while basking in the warm evening sun. As we finished our ice cream, I couldn't help but notice that the sky was getting darker and my stomach was starting to growl.
Without even realizing it, I blurted out, 'Lucifer, I'm starving.' He chuckled and replied, 'Oh? Let me buy you some food.' I was taken aback by his offer. I didn't want to impose, so I said, 'Are you sure? We can split, I have money.' But he insisted, saying, 'No, it's alright. My pleasure.' He then reached out and touched my hand, sending a shiver down my spine.
He asked, 'What do you want? I'll buy anything you like.' I must admit, I was a bit overwhelmed by his gesture. But I decided to go with it and said, 'Well, I like some sushi and bite-sized pasta with meatballs.' I could see a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he laughed and said, 'Is that all?' I nodded and said, 'Yeah, thank you!' I couldn't help but smile at his generosity.
As we waited for our food, we continued our conversation. He asked me about my interests and hobbies, and I could tell that he was genuinely interested in getting to know me. I found myself opening up to him and sharing things that I wouldn't normally share with someone I just met.
When our food arrived, I was pleasantly surprised to see that he had ordered my favorite dishes. We enjoyed our meal while watching the sun set behind the trees. I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and happiness in that moment. It was like I was in a movie, and Lucifer was the perfect gentleman.
As we finished our meal, he complimented me, saying, 'You have a cute smile.' I was caught off guard and didn't know how to respond. So, I just chuckled and rolled my eyes playfully. He then added, 'And I like your sense of humor too.' I couldn't help but blush at his words.
As the night grew darker, we decided to head back home. I couldn't believe how quickly the time had flown by. As we said our goodbyes, he asked if we could do this again sometime. I gladly accepted. Obviously, I'm gonna accept.
I never would have thought that a date with a guy named Lucifer would turn out to be one of the best nights of my life.