Kristen woke up after a good slumber, she fell asleep on the couch literally on top of Lucifer. He didn't want her to get off him at all so he even managed to compose his breath. He didn't even shift a single muscle causing half of his body to go numb. He even kept stroking her hair occasionally every time, she moved around scared that she might wake up.
He was just feeling her heartbeat against his, how her hands grabbed onto his shirt fabric. Her lips formed a small pout and her eyelashes were longer than he had imagined. He could say that his father really took out his own sweet time in making her. He was not going to admit but then what is the point in hiding? He was jealous of Gabriel, how his brother got such an angel to himself.
Kristen woke up and stretched her hands.
"Ouch!" He grunted as her fist hit his nose.
"Aghhh." Kristen screamed as she quickly got up.