Stolitz - Lost in Hollywood

Chapter 7 - New chance for a date night

A/N: ladies and gents and people the wait is over and chapter 7 is here finely! And this is along one, 4746 words to be exact.

I wrote this rather late so sorry for any minor spelling mistakes. But without further a due , enjoy the chapter >:)

Stolas slowly woke up from his sound sleep, slowly becoming aware of the warmth and comfort of Blitzøs embrace. His impish little head resting on his floofed feathered chest. He seemed so at peace for once.

Even with Stolas drowsy state, he couldn't help but feel excitement in his heart, filled with a sense of joy and tenderness, but also worry that this date would go completely off trail. His eyes quickly darted around the room before settling on his eyes on Blitzøs sleeping face. He smiled at the thought that Blitzø would also be excited for the date.

Stolas just prayed that he hadn't asked to fast and startled Blitzø.

Slowly, he gently placed Blitzø's sleeping head on the pillow. Pausing for a second to see if Blitzø was still asleep. In that way the tired imp let out mumbled words.

Stolas quietly chuckled at this before getting out of bed.

The hotel room they had been living in for quite some time now was starting to feel comforting. The beams of the human worlds sunrise was bright and yellow, unlike theirs in hell. It was quite comforting, imagining a simple life in the human world. One without being a prince of the ars goetia and everything. Despite Hollywood being an absolute shit hole some places, he could still imagine quite a perfect life there.

Stolas finally shook his head out of his lousy day dreaming and turned his attention towards Blitzø yet again to make sure he was sleeping. And he still was as Stolas lips curved into a smile.

The lanky owl wandered over to his grimoire, stroking his hands over the book cover, happy to have it back with all the spells.

He flipped the book open and the pages seemed fine, nothing of importance missing. He came across one particular spell, oddly enough a clothing spell. As he wanted his outfit to be outstanding as usual.

He picked out his perfect outfit, decided to style up with some eyeliner, and least but not last they couldn't go out in full on demon form. He flipped the page onto the human form spell, pausing for a second to feel the texture of the paper. It now occurred to him how much he missed having that power, as he had grown quite sentimental to his grimoire.

And without thinking much further he did the spell and transformed himself into his human form, still as dashing as always.

Stolas closed the book and gently laid it down on a sleek table before turning his attention back to
Blitzø who was laying curled up amongst the wrinkly duvets.

The sun had just begun to peek more through the blinds. Stolas went over to Blitzø and sat at the edge of the bed, carefully watching him as he slept peacefully. The sound of honking cars and busy streets filled the air, accompanied by the gentle breeze in the room.

In that moment, Blitzø looked so peaceful and tranquil, and ironically enough he was laying in the most bizarre position. But yet his soft breathing filling Stolas with contentment. That's when the thought struck Stolas again - how could Blitzø be mine? Stolas couldn't help but smile, and slowly, he reached over and gently tapped their shoulder waking the imp slowly.

The imps long tail started to curl up as his shoulder slightly flinched but Stolas warm touch. Blitzø's expression hardened as the bright Hollywood sun hit his eyes, he quickly lifted his arm to block the sun from his view. "Couldn't care to close the fucking blinds huh.." he slightly groaned before his eyes darted over to Stolas sitting in the edge of his bed in his human disguise.