Lucifer Morningstar- Headshot (a)

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Lucifer One Shot

"You want to pass, don't you?"

You nodded nervously as you clutched the pistol close to your chest.

"So come on then, I've already told you that nothing bad is going to happen. Just get mad at me or something if that helps."

Lucifer slipped the crisp blazer from his shoulders, folded it into a neat bundle and lay it gently on the corner of the armament adorned table. He strolled over and clasped his hands around yours, pulled the barrel of the pistol into his stomach and unloaded a quartet of rounds.

The room swirled with the scent of gunfire and the smirk grew across Lucifer's mouth as your heart pounded in panic.

"See..." He threw his hands in the air and twirled slowly around. "I'm perfectly fine, it feels little more than a bar brawlers jab so come on don't be shy, if it hurts then... well I'll probably tell you to carry on a little bit but I promise ill ask you to stop it it's too much." He turned and waltzed towards the centre of the old warehouse. "I find those paper targets you tend to use so boring, they're alright."

You brought the back of Lucifer's head in between the sights of your pistol and with great anxiety and fear pulled the trigger, as the bang echoed around the room Lucifer tilted his head and chuckled, leaving a hole embedded in the wall where his head should have been.

"But they just can't do things like that can they? Nice shot y/n, very good."

Lucifer turned, you just caught his cocky grin as you let another bullet fly from the barrel, it smacked against his forehead and flung his head back.

"Oh bloody hell..." He rubbed the spot ferociously. "Well that hurt."

He doubled over in as he let out a series of oohs and aahs.

"That is going to leave such a mark in the morning. I'll be lucky if I don't end up with a massive egg on my forehead." He picked up the bullet casing from the floor and tucked it into his pocket. "Still though it was a bloody good shot. Right, let's reset shall we and go for what we were actually practising which is not shooting the hostage, last time I remember though we had discussed that I was the hostage so... maybe we need to practice some more before your test date."

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Written by Aaron

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