He loves me - Stolitz Fanfic - Helluva Boss

Aftermath

Blitzo awoke to both a pounding headache and a random guy squatting over him, staring. There were bright lights shining on him and he squinted. Blitzo took a deep breath and the stench of dried blood and vomit filled his nose. "He's fine." The guy stood up. He was wearing a black polo shirt and black jeans. The bar's logo was on his breast pocket. Blitzo balanced himself on all fours before attempting to stand up. "Ah, fuck-" He wobbled and fell back over. His whole body hurt like hell, and his vision blurred in and out. Blitzo looked over to his side and Stolas was sitting there on his knees, just chuckling. There were tear lines down his face. (Of course, seeing your boyfriend in a bathroom of blood passed out is not the best thing.)

"Fuck, the hell happened?" Blitzo murmured. He wiped his face and black blood coated his hand. "Oh, Blitzy! I was so worried. Are you alright?" Stolas reached for Blitzo but paused. He tucked his hand away. "You don't seem worried, jackass. Fucking laughing it up over there." Blitzo gagged and turned to the side, almost throwing up again. "God. How much did I have to drink?" Stolas counted on his fingers. "Quite a bit, darling. Do you remember anything?" Blitzo shook his head and looked at his arms. There were bruises up and down them and some were already starting to whiten. "No." He lied. Stolas looked at Blitzo as he gave a questioning look. "What's on your face?"

Blitzo felt his face. Nothing but vomit and blood. "The fuck do you mean?" "Around your mouth, it's all white. Did you..?" Stolas smirked and Blitzo's face went dark red. "Ew, hell no! It's probably just another bruise." Stolas blinked a few times. "Why would you have a bruise around your mouth?" He reached for Blitzo and took his chin in his hand, not caring about the mess covering his face. "Did you- I mean, did he- Were you-?" Stolas stuttered. Blitzo looked down. "What did he do, Blitz? Be serious with me, what did he do??" "I don't fucking remember, something!" He continued to lie. "Well, it was obviously enough for you to not only kill him, but it was something that left marks all over you." Stolas closely examined the white mark covering Blitzo's mouth.

"Oh. It's a handprin- WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A HANDPRINT ACROSS YOUR MOUTH?" Blitzo pulled back. "I DON'T FUCKING KNOW, MAYBE HE FUCKING GRABBED ME?" Blitzo shouted, putting emphasis on the "grabbed me." Stolas grabbed and pulled Blitzo's face close to his. "Blitz! Tell me, now!" He demanded. "God, why are you SO fucking persistent?!" Blitzo tried to escape Stolas' grip but couldn't. Fuck, he thought, why can't I just tell him?! Why am I so fucking scared?? He snapped back to reality and whispered the truth. "Well, he grabbed me. And it hurt like shit. I could barely breathe, my whole body was fucking aching, I just- God. I was so fucking weak." Stolas remained quiet as he reached over to the sink to grab some paper towels. He wiped the puke off of Blitzo's face and the blood off of his clothes.

"Let's just go back to the palace. I don't know if you're sober enough to go home yet." Stolas said, wiping himself off with a fresh paper towel. Blitzo nodded as Stolas opened a portal back to the palace.

(HIHIHI SORRY FOR NOT POSTING I HAD WINTER BREAK AT SCHOOL HHHHH ANYWAY THE NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE SKIPPING THE NIGHT AS STOLAS' BC NOTHING HAPPENS AND IT'S GONNA CUT TO A IMP WORKDAY CHAPTER, PLEASE LEAVE SOME SUGGESTIONS IN THE COMMENTS FOR UPCOMING CHAPTERS OK BYE BYE BYE ILY MUWA <3)