Falling in love~ (Stolitz)-(Smut, fluff, & maybe angst)

~Wounds~

A/N This has been on my drafts for a while, just didn't know when to post it. But here it is!

"No, Stella - Yes, Stella, I've arranged - Oh, for Merlin's sake! Let me speak - I swear to Satan if you-" Stolas was cut off from the view in front of him; Blitz, bruised up, blood running down his face, and ripped clothes.

Standing in the doorway was none other than Blitz himself; Looking at though he got in a fight with a hundred other people. Stolas, with his phone in his hand, could feel his heart almost skip a beat from the sight - a slight gasp could be heard from him, as he glanced down at his phone. "I'll call you back," He said, quickly, hanging up on Stella - and a "DON'T YOU FUCKING HANG-" could be heard from the other line as Stolas declined the call.

"S-sorry," Blitz choked up, rubbing his shoulder. "Came at a bad time-"

But before Blitz could even turn to walk out the door, Stolas's arms were all over him, followed by questions like: "Oh dear, what happened!?" and "We have to get you medical care quickly," and "Who did this to you?" As he inspected Blitz's wounds. A mix of emotions could be heard throughout Stolas's voice. Anger, shock, and worry.

"It's..." Blitz leaned up against Stolas, looking as though he was about to pass out. "A long fuckin' story," and with that, Stolas picked him up to carry him to the bed.

"You can tell me all of the details later, Blitz," Stolas responded quickly as he set the imp on his bed. "I will heal you up - I have a couple of plants that will do just the trick," He said, caressing his cheek gently. "Just let me know what else I can do for you, okay?"

Blitz gave him a weak nod, clearing his throat. Before Stolas could walk away to go get his plants, Blitz quickly grabbed his sleeve. "Loona," He huffed out, breathless, "She's... downstairs."

"I see," Stolas nodded quickly, "I'll go tell Via to show her to the guest room. Is she alright?"

"Y-yeah."

And, with that, Stolas went out of the room to go get some medical equipment and plants to help Blitz with his wounds. Along the way, Loona was leaning against the wall, close to Stolas's room.

As soon as Loona and Stolas met gazes, Loona quickly stood up. Eager, she bit her lip, "Is he alright?"

Stolas gave her a loving smile, nodding. "He will be alright. Are you well? Is there anything you need?"

Loona shook her head, then let out a shaky sigh. "Fuck, it's all my fucking fault. If I hadn't been such a ditz and went to that stupid party..."

Stolas gave her a lost and worried expression. "I doubt it was your fault - but, if you don't mind me asking, what happened?"

"I don't even fucking know! Blitz rarely gave me any details. Apparently some fuckers came to the apartment we live at and beat him up. But he won't tell me why," Loona crossed her arms, her ears flattened on her head.

"Does Blitzy - I mean, Blitz - know these people?" Stolas asked, even more worried than he was before.

"I don't know..." Loona started to rub her head anxiously, groaning. Watching Stolas carefully, Loona gave him a soft smile. "He trusts you a lot, y'know?"

"I hardly believe that," Stolas gave her a sad smile, shaking his head. "He rarely tells me anything..."

"The second I got home, I saw him in his condition - and I thought, well, fuck - it's probably wise to go see a doctor. But he kept insisting to come here. He's reckless. And strong," Loona swallowed thickly, "A dumbass."

"That he is."

"You love him a lot, don't you?"

Stolas blushed gently, but his expression barely changed. He looked down on the ground, a sigh escaping his lips. "Yes."