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✨Truthful Lies: Chapter 1 - It’s A Match!✨

Story Summary: What starts out as a simple date with an out of touch and mysterious man turns into a whirlwind of unforeseen and unexplainable circumstances. Undeterred, you are determined to figure out exactly what the hell is going on…

Chapter Summary: Dating apps have done nothing but bring you strife, so why the hell were you using them again?

Warnings: None for this chapter

Next Chapter: Coming soon

**This is an 18+ story**

“This is so stupid…” Lucifer lamented as he continued to swipe left on countless profiles.

He knew Charlie’s heart was in the right place, encouraging him to get back out there and find someone. Even though Charlie still loved her mom, she could see how Lilith’s disappearance affected her father. Lucifer entertained her and agreed to at least try dating apps.

But there was no way in hell he was going to find love in the bottomless pit he called home.

So he opted for the more viable route: Earth. He found his first love there, so why not try again. But after countless hours of endless scrolling for days, even weeks on end, he wondered why he was even trying in the first place.

Who in their right mind would ever give the devil a chance?

Plus, lying right off the bat to a potential partner didn’t quite seem like a recipe for success. Using a fake name couldn’t end well. Well, it wasn’t quite fake. It was his name a lifetime ago, but he never thought he would ever use it again. And of course, he had to use a bit of magic to touch up his profile photos to make himself look just like any normal human. Or, at least some version of a human. It did fascinate him how diverse humans had become over the millennia; how two humans could create such a wide range of races and ethnicities was something special.

But it didn’t change the fact that absolutely no one was catching his attention! He had every single dating app you could possibly have in the human realm and it wasn’t helping him. Not one bit.

Swipe. Swipe. Swipe.

A dark sea of fake people and vein personalities.

“What the hell am I even doing?” he murmured to himself. “I know I promised Charlie I’d at least try to get back out there…am I just being too picky?” he asked the little rubber duck sitting on his night stand. Receiving no response, he covered his face with his hand. “Look at me, I’m talking to toys now! Toys! How sad is that?!”

He sighed, ready to toss the phone into the bed and give up indefinitely when suddenly, one last swipe caused him to pause. His eyes grew wide as he looked at the profile. Those radiant eyes, that bright smile; there was a glow that emanated from the pictures that Lucifer couldn’t describe.

You were beautiful.

Somehow, your profile seemed to be the most genuine one he’d come across. What you desired was something real, something that lasted; you wanted a partner. A lifelong commitment.

And that’s exactly what Lucifer craved.

“Well,” Lucifer mumbled to himself, “here goes nothing.” For the first time in his seemingly endless search, his thumb flicked over to the right.

****

“This is so stupid…” you huffed, sprawled out in your bed and flicking through the dating apps you swore you’d never download again.

That didn’t last long, did it?

Failed date after failed date, every one of them more disappointing than the last. Why were you having such trouble when everyone and their mother seemed to be having great success finding the love of their life? Why were you given the scraps? It didn’t seem fair.

Countless nights were spent sobbing into your pillow wondering when it was going to be your turn to find “the one”. Commitment seemed to be the last thing on everyone’s minds nowadays; all they wanted was something fun and casual with no deep connections whatsoever. It was all about what you could do for them.

And then they wondered why there were never any second dates.

But here you were again, back to the same old antics, repeating your favorite mantra: “Maybe this time will be different.” But did you really believe that? Or did you just not want to wallow in your loneliness and isolation? Perhaps believing in false hope was better than throwing a pity party every chance you got.

God, you felt pathetic.

After scrolling throw more profiles than you care to admit, you felt your hand begin to go numb. You skipped past too many pictures of people displaying the carcasses of their prey, trucks that clearly displayed a deep seeded need to compensate, and groups of people where you couldn’t even tell who the profile belonged to! They all blended together after a while.

That was until one profile in particular that brought your scrolling to a halt.

This man didn’t look like anyone you’d seen before. His profile was simple, even some of the basic information most profiles had wasn’t filled out. But you did appreciate the honesty he displayed when you saw his height of 5’5”. Most guys would try to hide that fact, not that you had much of a preference.

Nonetheless, something about him intrigued you. You didn’t know how else to describe him. He was pretty, very pretty. His cute flushed cheeks gave a lot of color to his otherwise pale skin. He had a captivating smile, the whitest teeth you’ve ever seen! His eyes were radiant, almost hypnotic in a way. Even still, he looked tired. The wrinkles around his eyes were subtle, but they weren’t hard to pick out. All of his pictures were just of himself, no friends, no family, but they all looked like they were professional shots. Except for one. Were those…rubber ducks in the background? And his bio sure was…interesting.

“Sorry, I’m not exactly sure what to write here. My daughter thought this would help me meet someone. It’s been a very long time, but I’m willing to give love a chance again.”

A daughter? He didn’t look that old. Then again, photoshop was an amazing tool, and of course he didn’t have an age listed. Figures.

You were torn. On the one hand, this seemed like a trap. The vagueness of the profile, the too-clean headshots, minimal personality traits you could pick up on. It all screamed “scam”. And yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to swipe left. You continued to stare, flicking back and forth between the pictures again and again. Even through the sketchiness, something in your heart told you to take the leap. There was a nagging voice in the back of your mind telling you that this was genuine. Or at least, that’s what you chose to believe at the moment. Certainly it wasn’t the desperation you felt gnawing at the back of your brain telling you that if you don’t find someone soon, you’d never find anyone at all.

Certainly not.

You huffed, finally making up your mind. “What the hell!” you conceded as you swiped right for the first time in a long time, “I doubt I’ll get a response, I’m not that lucky-”

It’s A Match!

You stared at your phone for a brief moment, cautiously optimistic about being paired with this handsome stranger. Almost immediately, text bubbles from his side began to appear when you were taken to your new conversation screen.

“Alright, Sam, let’s see how this goes.”

**** Hello!

“Hey there, Sam! How are you?”

I’m alright, I think! How are you?

“I’m doing pretty fine myself.”

That’s good!

So, I want to be completely honest here, I’m really not someone who uses dating apps. They aren’t exactly my forte. My daughter told me they might help me connect with someone. I’m a little bit of a shut-in, self-inflicted but still.

“Don’t worry, there’s no judgement here! I’m a lone wolf myself, I like my alone time.”

“I saw in you bio that you mentioned you had a daughter. If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you? You seem fairly young.”

Well, how old do you think I am?

“If I had to guess, maybe late 30s, early 40s?”

That sounds about right. The last few years have kinda blended together, I really couldn’t tell you how old I am. I had my daughter very young though, she’s growing into a lovely young woman. A chip off the old block if I do say so myself!

“What’s your daughter’s name?”

Charolette. But she prefers to go by Charlie.

“That’s a very pretty name! So Sam…what are you looking for?”

I’m sorry?

“Oh, like, I know you said you don’t really use dating apps. What caused you to change your mind?”

Oh, I see! Well, if you want the truth, I’ve been…very lonely these last few years. When my wife left me, I lost connection with my daughter too. I just recently gained that back, and I couldn’t be happier about it! But…I feel like I’m still missing something. Something deeper. I know an instant connection with someone isn’t feasible, but I’m ready to try again. Where I’m from is not the best place to be looking for that if you know what I mean.

“I’m sorry to hear about your wife. I know how hard that must have been for you.”

Thank you, I appreciate it. I don’t talk about her too much, but we ended up just wanting different things. But it’s been seven years now…

I’m sorry, I don’t mean to give you my whole life’s story.

“It’s alright, please don’t worry. We need to learn about each other, right? You seem like a really good guy who’s just down on his luck right now. If you’d like, we can set up a date for this weekend if you’re free.”

Oh, really?! Yes! That would be great!

“Do you have something in mind?”

What are your thoughts on ice cream?

“Ice cream sounds fun! There’s a really good spot I know of where we can meet.”

Perfect! I have an awful sweet tooth! I look forward to meeting you in person!

“I do too!”

Forgive me if I sound too eager. It’s been a while since I’ve been, you know, out and about in the real world. But at least I’ll be in your lovely company.

“You’re very sweet. I’ll send you the address tomorrow. It’s late, so unfortunately I have to sleep soon.”

No need to apologize! I hope you have sweet dreams! Have a good night!

“Goodnight, Sam.”

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