Cigarette Daydreams [Stolitz]✔️

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Blitzø was still hesitant to let himself open up to Stolas, but he visited him almost every day while he was in the hospital. His employees noticed how much he had brightened up, and were quite proud of their work.

On the day the owl prince was discharged from the hospital, he still had his arm up in a sling, but other than that, he was pretty much healed. Blitzø agreed to drive him home, but when they got there, something wasn't right. First off, there was a moving truck parked outside, every single window in the palace was shattered, the whole place had been egged, the lawn had been torn up, and Stella was directing a bunch of large imp's who were stuffing all of Stolas's belongings into the truck.

"What the fuck?!" The owl got out of the van and stomped over to his "wife". "What the actual fuck, is going on here?!" He spat in her face. She just rolled her eyes and laughed at him. "Don't get your tail feathers in a twist, imp-sucker. I'm just taking everything that belongs to me." She smirked. "This stuff doesn't belong to you!" His eye twitched as she patted him on the chest and started walking away. "It does now. I talked to my lawyer, and our agreement was that you can divorce me, but if you try to stop me from taking what is rightfully mine," she paused, grinning evilly. "I will have you killed. And this time, you won't be so lucky." She cackled. "Because I'll do it myself." Then she disappeared into her white limousine as it sped away, the moving truck quickly following it.

Stolas fell to his knees in the dust, sobbing. "Stols, are you ok?" Blitzø asked quietly, crouching beside him and rubbing his back comfortingly. "No..." he choked out. "She took Octavia." He gasped, wiping snot off his face. Hearing those words, something snapped in Blitz. He looked up sharply, locking his jaw. "I'm going to get your daughter back, I promise." The imp's worried expression turned into a hard, angry one as he stared off into space. "Blitzy? What's wrong?" Stolas looked up at him with wide eyes. "N-nothing. You can stay at my place tonight." He snapped out of his trance. "Alright."
But they didn't move, not yet, Blitz adjusted himself so he was sitting cross legged on the ground, and Stolas curled up in his lap, sobbing into his shirt. "There there, let it out." He awkwardly patted his back as he cried, a few tears of his own slipping out.

As their tears fell, big fat raindrops joined them, and Blitzø looked up at the break in the rain clouds, where the full moon shone bright. The water drops mixed with his salty tears, and he shut his eyes, letting the water wash away everything that was holding him back from loving Stolas. He let it wash away all his fear and doubt, leaving only a burning desire to call the owl his own, and to never let him go.

Have a good day :)