Lucifer

You worked with the Winchesters. They were always against Lucifer, as were almost all angels, demons, and hunters
But you always saw more in him than he showed, or perhaps everyone else simply failed to see it
This evening, he escaped from the Winchesters and accidentally teleported into your room while you were working on your laptop
A small argument broke out between you

• I am the Devil himself, the embodiment of evil; I don't deserve love
  he said with a hint of anger and irritation
• Who told you that?
  you asked, slightly concerned
  He immediately fell silent, turning away with a sad expression on his face, remembering that absolutely everyone around him had told him exactly that

I'm talking to you because I like it