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Title: "Luci likes Dean’s Short Shorts"

Fandom: Supernatural

Rating: Teen

Pairing(s): Lucifer x Dean Winchester

Characters: Lucifer, Dean Winchester

Word Count: 351

Prompt: Shorts

Written for: Fandom Writing Challenge - March 2017

Originally posted: March 30, 2017

Lucifer, comfortably settled inside Nick once more, might have been let out of the Cage and allowed into the Winchesters’ precious Men of Letters bunker but he was kept on a tight leash, neither one of the brothers trusting him fully, only just enough to use him as a tool against Amara. Every waking moment, he was kept within eyesight of one of the brothers and when they were asleep, his little brother Castiel took over. He had already read through most of the books in the library and it was so easy for him to grow bored. Sam knew how to ignore him but Dean did not have the same restraint as his brother and would often rise to his bait.

He lounged himself on top of the roof of one of the cars and watched Dean as he worked on the Impala, noticing that he only had shorts, which if they could be called that because they were very tiny, covering his bottom half.

“You plan on walking the streets in those shorts? Gonna pick up a hot date?” Lucifer rolled on his stomach and tilted his head at the human’s choice of attire. He had some sense of fashion or he would have just left Nick in his pajamas when he first acquired him as a vessel.

“Not that it is any of your business, no, I’m not. This is a free bunker and I can wear whatever I want.” Dean huffed before he start lathering the car with soap. From what Lucifer gathered, it seemed like Dean just did not want his regular pants getting wet but still it was fun to tease the elder Winchester.

“Oh, should I look forward to you strutting around naked sometime and giving me an eyeful?”

“Do you have to be so-” Dean paused in his scrubbing to roll his eyes at him.

“Charming?” Lucifer interjected with a grin.

“I was thinking of more along the lines of irritating.”

He stuck his forked tongue at him childishly, observing as Dean’s eyes widened in surprise and a blush crawled across his face.