Stolas x reader x Blitzo| Love Sick Triangle| Completed

Chapter 8. The walls are thin.

It was a long ass trek back to the office. My pits were sweaty, my under boob was sticky and my legs hurt a bunch. I shoved everything I had into a messenger bag I carried everywhere, yet I forgot to pack wipes or water. On my way, I stopped to grab a coffee and an extra for the asshole back at HQ. I was tired and slightly sluggish and needed the air-con. Don't judge me.

By the time I got to the office, I tried to keep my huffing and puffing to a minimum, which was almost impossible. I felt very disgusting right now, but I would have to stick it out for a while.
I finally reached the front desk where Loona was scrolling through social media like usual. Her eyes flickered over at me, looking me up and down before returning to her screen.

"Hi," I smiled tiredly. I didn't expect her reaction, though.

Her lips curled into a snarl as she let out a low growl. 

"Fuck off! Slut." That act kinda stung. I was definitely surprised, hurt even. In a split second, my brain flashed over all the times I tried to be there for her when Blitz was being too much, or when I tried to give her things she didn't have. But when she snapped at me like this, I couldn't help but fall back into that memory. The one that still gave me horrible nightmares.

The one where I met Blitzo.

My eyes faded from reality, all these thoughts and feelings overwhelming me to the point I could feel a burning prickling on the corners of my eyes. The hairs on my neck stood like needles and my hands balled tightly. It still scared me how memories had such a tight hold over us.

I needed to leave. I know if I didn't, the poor girl would get nothing but an angry outburst. Taking a breath silently, I left. Her eyes burned hot red into my back as they followed me into the other room.

I nodded to Moxxie and Millie and made my way to Blitz's little office room. The further I walked the more I noticed how dishevelled the 'office' looked, I guess as co-boss or whatever I need to take care of it somehow. I stood before the door, knocking before I entered.
Blitz was leaning over his desk, massaging his temple before looking up at me with tired (bored) eyes.
"I brought you coffee, the one you like?"
His frustration looked to have melted away and a smile formed. 

"Thank you, I really needed it with all this bullshit going on" I nodded closing the door behind me.  It's obvious when he stresses about the company. When not enough money comes, he worries, not just about himself but how he's going to keep 'our family' together. 

"How was that horny fucking bird?" Blitz rolled his eyes as he took another gulp. I made my way over and leaned up against the corner of his desk.

"It was alright, the usual," I sighed, "Until that screeching bitch almost caught me on the balcony." I let a laugh slip as he shook his head. Also letting a large grin pull at my cheeks. He laughed and shook his head before avoiding eye contact.

Silence filled the room and it was almost deafening. I didn't know what to say that would better this situation. What even was this situation? As thoughts jumped and ran around in my head, I turned around to ask if he needed me for anything but I didn't comprehend the hand that grasped my wrist and waist.

Blitzo yanked me down onto him. My knee sat inbetween his crotch to keep me from falling further, my left hand resting on his shoulder while he held me firm. I mentally laughed as I thought of those Korean dramas. At this point, my life thus far has been almost exactly like their climax chart but it never ever fucking comes down. 

"Uhhmm" I was in pure shock. I was just there gawking like a goldfish.
His eyebrow lifted with a cheeky but lust-filled smirk. In one swift motion, he let go of my right hand and lifted me down onto his lap. This entire time nothing had been said, just the shuffling of fabric and materials.