MY BOOK OF ONESHOTS 😈

Late Night Smoke

Stolas slumped onto the side of the balcony, a cigarette hanging from his two fingers. He looked blankly out at the hazy night sky. Footsteps began behind him, making him sigh a little. "The bed's cold." Blitz hummed as he neared the owl.

"Is it now?" Stolas smirked as Blitz's hand drug from Stolas's ass to his shoulder. "It's late. What's got you up, feathers?" Blitz took the cigarette out of Stolas's hands, making Stolas's eyes glance over to him."Thoughts." Blitz sighed as smoke left his mouth. "Bad ones?" Stolas shrugged. "You could say that."

Their relationship was weird. Not that it wasn't before the Ozzie's incident, but now they'd confessed feelings for each other. They were right below actual boyfriends. For some reason Blitz showed up at Stolas's feet. As long as Blitz wanted to, Stolas was okay with it. It was weirder with actual affection involved.

"I'm listening." Stolas for some reason wanted to cry. "Why are we here?" Blitz whistled. "That was a deep cut." Stolas stammered as he elbowed Blitz. "Not like that. I never regret you coming over or anything beyond that. Ever." Stolas scolded as he made it clear. "I know. You like when I come around especially like I did tonight." Blitz purred as his tail crept closer to Stolas's leg.

"Blitz.." Stolas slightly smiled at his joke. "Sorry, sorry. Keep going." Stolas brushed his feathers back. "I just wonder why we are still a thing. Why you came back." Blitz looked at the birds pitiful face. "Hey, but I'm here now. Our new relationship isn't going to be the way it was before. Not like a date thing but.. I mean not if you-"

"I understand." Stolas smiled, his pretty face shining in the moonlight. It was a beautiful sight Blitz loved to see. "What I'm trying to say.. is that it's normal." Stolas raised a brow. "Normal?" His voice rose with a slight annoyance.

"I mean, normal for us." Stolas scoffed. "Do you think we are normal, Blitz? This isn't normal." He sighed as Blitz hesitated to say anything else, afraid his mind would betray him and think Stolas was angry. Then he'd want to run again. "I've divorced Stella. I don't know why I let her words still consume me."

"Abuse does that shit to you." They sat in silence, not a chirp or a sound in the area they were in. "Can you answer my question?" Blitz looked over at him. "What question?" Stolas hesitated to speak.

"Why are you still here, listening to me?" Blitz sighed and shrugged, slouching onto the railing. "I left before. I can't leave you here alone again. Especially when you're drowning in these reality checking thoughts. I'm tired of watching you destroy yourself. I want to help you. I wanna.. y'know. Be there for you."

Stolas had watched the imp struggle to grow close to him. He was giving it his all, and Stolas couldn't crash him down without ruining everything. He loved Blitz. He loved that he was trying.

"I want to be there for you too." The silence was loud as the imp struggled to hide his blush. "Thank you for not leaving me, Blitz." Blitz elbowed him. "It's no trouble. I like seeing your pretty face." Stolas giggled at his compliment.

"Now, come on. Come back to bed." Blitz's tail brushed against Stolas's face. Stolas walked back to bed and let the robe roll off his back. He got in bed next to Blitz, laughing a little at Blitz's excited purring. Once the two were settled into bed Stolas sighed as he looked over at Blitz, locking eyes with him. "I love you." The words slipped through his lips. He wasn't sure if he regret it or not. He didn't care or regret it. He meant it.

Blitz looked like the words hit him like a brick, and it took him a while to come out of the small stun and form words to respond. "I love you too." He softly said. Stolas kissed Blitz on the cheek and laid back down, closing his eyes.

It took thought as he laid there to realize, that if it weren't for Blitz's stupid mistake of not grabbing the book that day all those years ago, that Stolas would likely be dead. By his own hands or not.