Forgiveness (Loona x M! Reader) ON HOLD!!!

Chapter 3

In Hell

A great sigh escaped your body. All you can think about at the moment is sitting down in your chair and play video games on your computer in your room, and drowning out all the cares in the world.

In the kitchen, you grabbed yourself a quick snack, along with a sandwich, and went to your room until the moment came for you to attend the festival.

At Blitzo's house, the imp went to his room to unbag the large sweater M&M helped him find. With his tongue tagging the right side of his lip out of concentration, he wrote on a card that said:

"wit man ylove... BLITZø"

The note was stuffed in a pocket, yet was clearly seen enough to where Stolas would notice.

Blitzo then made his way to the owl's house, making a little skip down the hallway. Oftentimes he could hide his love for Stolas, but when no one was looking or listening, he would childishly prance around.

"Oh, Loonie! I'm leaving to give this sweater to Stolas!" He shouted, almost in a sing-song fashion. "I love you! Be safe!!"

Loona was blasting music in her ears, but the muffling she heard was enough to recognize it was Blitzo's voice, and that he was leaving.

After some driving, Blitzo arrived at Stolas's residence. However, since the imp could not enter the castle normally, he climbed to one of the balconies. Specifically, the one where his boyfriend's room was.

Stolas was looking at some books on the shelf until a short, red silhouette caught his eye.

He gasped positively to see it was Blitzo. "Blitzie! What are you doing here, my little imp?"

"Yeah. Hey." He said as though he was disinterested. He hands out the bag that contained the sweater. "I brought you something."

"Sure, darling. Let me see." Stolas takes the bag and opens it. His face lit up and almost cried. "Oh, heavens! You didn't have to do this for me... I love it!"

He pulls out the card that Blitzo wrote on. "Er, what does this say, exactly?"

Blitzo grew a little nervous. "Don't worry about it. Just love stuff."

"Here, let me go change real quick and you can tell me how I look, okay?"

Blitzo sat on the bed and waited for Stolas to change. His legs dangled back and forth off the edge of the bed as he looked on his phone.

Stolas finally came out of the bathroom. The sweater fitted him perfectly. Good job, M&M. "Oh, Blitzie... How do I look?"

Blitzo said both figuratively and literally. "Like a prince"

Stolas went to hug him. "I don't know what I would do without you." He gave Blitzo a peck on the lips and spoke to him very soft and closely. "Let's say me and you go to the festival together... Me and you. Okay?"

"Hmm... Sure, let's do it!" Blitzo responded with a grin.

"Okay, I'll meet you outside... Shoo, shoo!" He fanned his hands as he looked at the door.

The imp made his way out the balcony to the castle's courtyard. Out on the sidewalk, he waited for his prince to exit from the main entrance. Though he still wore his crown, the sweater Blitzo gifted him remained on his body.

They grabbed each other's hands and proceeded to make their way to the middle of the city.

At last, the time at which the festival is about to start is nearly here, and you begin to make your way out the door of your home. Before you left completely though, you made sure there was food and water still in your cat's dishes.

Since the weather was almost perfect, you decided to take a walk, and not drive. You wore a light hoodie that was dark gray, hugging you gently.

At the city square, you hear some moderate conversation amongst a large crowd and fireworks being set off in many directions. There were food courts, rides, and many colorful lights to welcome the holiday brilliantly.

In the crowd, the first people you were to spot are M&M.

"Hey, guys." You smile.

"Y/N! Give me some sugar, hun!" Millie reaches out to hug you.

"Y/N... How are you? I didn't expect you would find us in this mess." Moxxie adds.

You chuckle. "I guess it was a mere chance... Gorgeous weather, isn't it?"

"Oh of course it is. It's nothing like what you would find back at home" Millie says.

"For sure. Listen, I am going to have a look around some more... You two have fun."

Moxxie bows. "And to you, good sir."

Since you were not all that hungry, you only grabbed a couple of giant pretzels and decided to chat with the locals.

Not too long after, you tell them to hang on for one second because you saw Blitzo and Stolas adorably in their matching sweaters.

"Hey, Blitzo. Stolas." You greet the couple.

"Ah, and you must be Y/N," the owl looks down at you and shakes your hand. "Do you like the new sweater my cute little Blitzie got me?" Stolas asks babyishly as he pinched Blitzo's cheek.

He grunts and rolls his eyes.

You grinned with your hands in your hoodie pockets. "Yes, I do. You guys look so cute together."

"Oh, I know," he moaned as he put his hand on one of his cheeks blushing.

"Will you cut it out? You're kind of embarrassing me in front of my friend." Blitzo blushed.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed about our love, sweetie," Stolas remarked. "It's disingenuous." 

"Whatever, just quit acting weird. I already have twelve different eyeballs on me and I might just kick each and every one of them's ass."

"I love when you get all serious." He sexually hissed. After a short pause, the owl snapped out of it and gave you some attention. "Oh, excuse me. Where are my manners?"

"Nonexistent," Blitzo remarked. "Which is ironic seeing how you are royalty."

"Oh, hush," he bopped his nose. "So, I'm assuming you are doing well, Y/N? Are you taking care of yourself alright?"

"For the most part, yeah. I have been clean for quite some time now."

"That's wonderful news... Absolutely wonderful." Stolas said, with Blitzo nodding with approval.

"Yeah... I will let you guys enjoy yourselves, now... If you guys need anything, I won't be too far."

"Alright, Y/N. You enjoy yourself, too." Stolas commented and put a hand on your shoulder. "And I mean it! It's good for your mental health!"

"Ok, ok. I promise."

"GOOD."

After some time walking some more through the city square, eating your pretzels, you see an open bar that seemed a little crowded, as expected.

But, through the crowd, you happened to notice a familiar face sitting on one of the stools.

Loona.