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Tug Of War

authors note: this is gonna be a short fic compared to the recent ones. it's too long to be a short story though. 

this is a comfort fic, im going thru a rough time in my life rn and tbh i wanna b stolas in this situation

anyhoo, enjoyyy

The guilt ate him alive.

Most of his life, his father was never really there. His father was a mirror, that was all. An illusion.

Stolas would do anything for a praise. He would do anything to feel good. That time rarely came with his father. That time never came with Stella. But Blitz?

Blitz would almost always tell him he did good. That was one of the things that drew Stolas back. After sex, Stolas always did good. When the rubbing alcohol would burn his marks and cuts Blitz had left, he always did good.

Stolas got the call. The call most usually dreaded when they have connection to their fathers. Paimon was gone. Stolas's first reaction was careless. He'd always been gone. He was never in Stolas's life.

With time, he realized what the last thing Paimon said to him.

"You're a disappointment to me, Stolas. You've gone slutting about with a fucking imp. Do you know what this is doing to your wife's reputation? To mine?" Stolas balled his fists. "I don't care! I don't give a single shit about either of you, just how you haven't for me.. my entire fucking life."

"You're different Stolas." Stolas's beak was still bitten and his brow was still furrowed. "You have the balls to stand up to me. You have the confidence to throw your life away for a man. A man that is an imp." Paimon looked away. "If I were not disappointed, I'd be somewhat proud." Stolas's jaw opened a bit.

"You aren't like your yes-men siblings. You don't do what you're told. You're a good demon Stolas, you've just fucked up." Paimon frowned a little. "Get out of my sight."

He had a chance. If he wasn't so blind, he would've done good.

He lay next to Blitz. It was different now. After Ozzies, everything was. It surprised Stolas how Blitz managed to find his way back to Stolas after they'd confessed and spoke their true feelings and intentions. Stolas was convinced Blitz hated him. Everything, the divorce, his father, his daughter, his lover. The feelings became tears in Stolas's eyes. He looked at the clock. 

3:48 am wasn't exactly a time this should happen. Stolas looked over at Blitz, who slept in a fetal position. His knees were tucked into his stomach, and his back was arched over them. Stolas touched Blitz's back, making his back spines arch up. "Yea?" Blitz mumbled. His voice was croaky with sleep. "Can I talk to you?" 

Stolas could see Blitz's face without even seeing it. Blitz was not a morning person, and he sure as fuck hated feelings. "About what, birdbrain?" Blitz rubbed his eyes as he sat up. He extended his arms out to stretch. "It's.. it's not about us. It's just about me." Blitz raised a brow. "I didn't tell you but.. my father passed a week ago." Blitz understood. 

"I-I never really.. he always neglected me and-" Blitz's hand met Stolas's cheek as he brushed back a few of Stolas's feathers. "It doesn't matter in the end what they did. That was your parent. Your blood." Blitz sighed and wedged over to the headboard where he opened his legs up and patted his chest. "Come here, and I'll let you vent." 

Stolas crawled over to him and put his cheek on Blitz's chest. "My whole life he was just a mirror. He never told me I did good. He never.. appreciated my efforts." Blitz knew he had a praise and validation kink, but he didn't really understand why. "Stella only ever abused me. The divorce isn't going over smoothly. Octavia is furious with me."

 Stolas frowned as tears filled his eyes. "I'm always told how badly I'm doing. That I let myself go, or I'm failing my family. I just want to be told I'm doing good. That I'm good."  Stolas shook his head. "I don't even know why you're letting me do this. I don't feel I deserve a break. Maybe this is what I deserve."

Blitz waited a moment after he stopped talking. "Do you know what truly made me fall in love with you?" Stolas forgot he could say that now. It felt nice. Blitz did love him. "It was when I came here, pissed off. I took it out on you, which was wrong. In the middle of me screaming my fucking head off at you, you asked me if I needed to cry." Stolas remembered that. He could tell how sensitive Blitz was, and Blitz always covered his sadness with anger. 

"I was taken aback by it.. but I did. So.. I did. You hugged me and we didn't even fuck that night. You spent the rest of the night letting me talk and rant. Nobody has ever done that for me." Blitz smiled a little. "What I'm trying to say.. is that you deserve this. You deserve a moment to let it all go. Whether you need to with a hug, with my dick, with a punch.. that's up to you."

 Stolas let out a strained sob, his entire body trembling. "Don't hold that back. Breathe. Just fuckin' cry, I won't judge you." Stolas grabbed Blitz's shoulders and pulled himself up to his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around his back. 

Stolas felt safe in Blitz's arms. After he let out a few powerful cries, Blitz rubbed his back. "There you go. Keep going." Blitz continued to rub his back while he cried. His other arm was around Stolas's waist. Stolas never cried this hard before in his life. He never felt like he needed to. 

After a while, he started to calm down. A few minutes later, and everything was silent except for Stolas's hyperventilating. "I'm proud of you, Stols. You are  good. You're an amazing dad, a good son, a good friend, a fucking phenomenal partner, and a good fuck. That's just off the top of my head." Stolas leaned into Blitz a little more. "I love you, Blitz." Blitz was never good with saying this back. He meant it and felt the same, he just didn't like the word 'love'. 

"I love you too, Stols." Blitz kissed Stolas's forehead. "Now, I know we already did aftercare tonight..  but you just cried you're fucking eyes out. That deserves the same treatment." Blitz grabbed a cup and walked into the bathroom. He filled the cup with water and walked out to see Stolas sitting there with a small and little blank face. 

"It's okay to feel numb after that. You just let out all of those emotions. Here, drink this. You're throat is probably dry as fuck." Stolas took a sip. "Are you going to leave?" Blitz scoffed. "No! I'm not going to leave you. Lay you're sexy ass back down, and scooch over." Stolas smiled and gave Blitz room to lay down. "Hey, I'm Mr. Abandonment Issues. Leave some for me." Blitz joked. 

"Also, remember what I said when we talked about our sappy ass feelings and shit? I'm not going to leave you anymore. Ever." Blitz tightened his grip on Stolas. He was locked in for the ride, and Stolas wouldn't want it any other way.

authors note: ya so unexpected comfort chapter yayyyy

so im working on 3 smut chapters, bc ive been feeling wild n free *coughs in blitz kinnie* but i was sad today so i wrote this. anyhoo, its almost 5 am so im gonna go watch oitnb and go to sleep <3 hope u enjoyed!