TW: this story will include mentions of SA, graphic depictions of death, etc.
Y/N, a girl with a brutal backstory gets sent to hell after her tragic death.
She meets Blitzo, the boss of a murder company called I.M.P, who takes her in and cares for...
A/N: I am going on holiday this Wednesday (the 8th), so I won't be able to update on that day or the following 8 days. The next time I update will probably be on the 16th or onwards! Thank you sm to everyone who has read!! Also, TW: a bit lemony ;)
You woke up late that morning and made Blitz and Loona breakfast. After they had left for work, you took some time to clean up the apartment and you soon decided to take a shower. You grabbed a towel and made your way into the bathroom.
You stood in the shower, letting the hot water flow down every inch of your body, the steam engulfing you in an air-tight grasp. You couldn't help but think about Blitz. But why did you think about him? You blushed at the thought of him. You then thought about Stolas. His boyfriend? Why were you so angry, so surprised?
Your hands clenched into fists and you felt your blood boil. You didn't understand your fury, but before you knew it, you punched the wall, leaving a sizeable dent. The tiles crumbled and fell at your feet and your knuckles bled thickly. You sighed.
You came out of the shower and wrapped the towel around your torso, careful not to touch the white fabric with your bleeding hand. You began to look around for your clothes, when you suddenly heard the front door open. It was Blitz. You peeked out of the bathroom door and saw your clothes lying on the couch. Of course you'd left them there. Classic Y/N.
"Hey, Blitz?" you called from behind the door, "Do you mind bringing my clothes? I left them on the couch."
"Sure thing, one sec." he called back.
You waited a bit and then you heard a light knocking on the door. Blitz walked in, keeping his eyes on the floor. You giggled and said, "It's okay, you can look."
He slowly looked up and held your clothes out in his hand. You noticed his face blush gently at the sight of you. Holding your towel in place with your left hand, you took the clothes from him.
"Thanks Blitz!"
"What happened to your hand?" he asked, and you realised he was staring at your bleeding knuckles.
You laughed awkwardly and quickly hid your hand behind your back. "Nothing, don't worry about it."
You both stood there in silence, but you were desperate to change the subject and lighten the mood. "Why did you come back?"
He sighed and said, "Moxxie reminded me once I got to the office that I had to bring some coffee beans for the machine, and I remembered I had an unopened bag here. Coffee's weirdly overpriced."
You smiled gently and remembered - he was right. It was like, $28 for a 100g bag of coffee beans, and that's without tax.
He continued, "But now that I'm here, I think I might just stay. Maybe we can spend some time together, go out to lunch or something? I'm sure Moxx will survive without his cappuccino with more cappu than ccino, or whatever the fuck he said."
Blitz suggested that the two of you could go out to restaurant nearby called Hell's Lights, and your happily accepted the offer. You put on a black skin-tight dress that had an intricate rose design on it, a pair of black tights, the leather jacket Loona had given you, and a pair of chunky black boots.
You did your makeup with mascara and eyeliner, and let your hair loose in thick curls. You looked at yourself in the mirror and fiddled with the white strip of hair on the back of your head. You smiled. You were ecstatic.
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