MY BOOK OF ONESHOTS 😈

*sexy drunk title* idfk

stols gets drunk and we love blitz being a supportive bf

Blitz chuckled. "That was a good fuckin' job, gang!" Blitz walked up to Moxxie. "All credit to this dork. You killed that target, Moxx!" Moxxie smiled and looked at the floor. "Thank you, sir." Blitz smirked and walked away from Moxxie. "Okay so-" Blitz's phone rang. 

The caller id read 'Stols'. Blitz answered. "Hey, Stol. Is everything ok?" A long sigh was heard on the other side. "Hey, Blitz. It's Octavia? I need you to come over." A lot of uncomfortable moaning was heard in the background. "Is Stolas ok?" Moxxie and Millie looked at Blitz with a concerned look. "Yea he's just.. very drunk." Blitz cursed under his breath. "Kay.. I'm on my way." He hung up. "Stolas is drunk, gotta go." That was all that was said before he turned away and was on his way. 

Blitz walked into Stolas's room, where 3 absinthe bottles were on the floor. "C'mon Stolas.. really?" Blitz muttered. He looked up and saw Octavia, rubbing Stolas's back. He was asleep, and he definitely looked drunk. He had a few cuts on his arm and blood on his cheek. "Why is he all beat up?" Blitz asked. "My mom.." Octavia sighed. 

If Octavia wasn't there, Blitz would've been talking shit about Stella. He despised what she did to Stolas. If Stolas didn't care about Octavia, and if Blitz didn't care about Stolas, Stella would've been dead a long time ago. "I got it from here kid. Thanks." Octavia nodded and walked away.

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A few hours passed and Stolas was still asleep. It was weird, he wasn't hooting in his sleep, but he was breathing perfectly fine. The only sounds coming from him were winces and sobs. Eventually, Stolas sprung up, his chest heaving. He gripped onto the sheets and sobbed, unable to understand from his sobs. 

Blitz grabbed onto his torso and pulled him close. Stolas wrapped his long legs around Blitz's waist and he buried his head into Blitz's shoulder. "It's okay, Stolas. You're okay. You're with me. You're safe." Blitz hushed him. Stolas's breathing steadied, but he was still sobbing a lot. God, his head was killing him.

Blitz held Stolas until he was able to understand Stolas and let go of him without him starting to go crazy all over again. "Now, tell me what happened. Can you tell me what happened?"

 Blitz said, holding Stolas's hand. "Stella came over.. she was dropping Via off." Stolas explained. The pain hit him, making him moan in pain. "It's a long story really. My head.. ow." Stolas rubbed his head. "Stolas, no offense babe, but you look like utter shit." 

"Such kind words, Blitzy, really. Can you find me some pain medication?" Stolas whined. "I love when your snappy." Blitz chuckled as he walked into the bathroom. Blitz opened the medicine cabinet and saw some pain pills. Blitz walked over to Stolas and gave him the pills. 

"Thank you." He swallowed them and held himself, still sniffling a little from the panic attack. "Continue telling me what happened, princey." Blitz sat down in front of Stolas. He held his hand again, which always brought Stolas a lot of comfort. 

"Apparently she didn't know about us." Stolas sighed. "Andrealphus told her. I swear to Lucifer himself if I could kill that bastard I would've long ago.." He grimaced as he spoke. "She didn't really effect me. She hit me a few times but I've experienced worse with her." Seeing Stolas speak like this, about dealing with nasty cuts and bruises and saying he's used to it made Blitz's heart hurt. 

His boyfriend didn't deserve this. "I fucking hate her. She shouldn't be alive." Blitz growled. "Blitzy.. she's Octavia's mother." Blitz sighed. "I know. I care about Octavia too. I'd never kill Stella. She's just a cunt."