[Helluva Boss] The Hybrid Lost In Hell

Dinner With Blitz

3rd perosn pov

As you and Loona slowly woke up to the sun in your faces, Loona would groan.

Loona: Ugh, can the sun just fuck off for 5 minutes?

As you listened to Loona complain, you'd look at the clock: 7:30 AM.

Y/N: Here.. I'll close the blinds, and we can sleep in for a bit, okay? We don't have work for another hour.

Loona: I'd like that biscuit.

You'd get up. Loona smiled as you closed the room's blinds, plunging it into darkness as your eyes adjusted to the dark, Loona waiting patiently for her cuddles. As you lay down with her, she'd scoot close to you, returning to the snuggles she desperately craved.

Loona: Thank you, biscuit.

Y/N: No problem, Loona.

As you and she slowly dozed off, the sound of your alarm blaring at you to wake up would shock you back awake.

Y/N: All I ask is that you sleep for five fucking minutes.

Loona would reach over, turning the alarm off.

Loona: That's better, baby?

Y/N: Much better. Thank you.

Loona: No problem, biscuit, but I have a question.

Y/N: What's up?

Loona: Do we have to go to work today? We could just stay home in bed with each other, all warm and cozy.

Y/N: We don't have the day off, Loona; we have to go to work.

Loona: But I like being close to you; I love our cuddles.

Y/N: And I do too, but we need to work so we can get paid.

Loona: Five more minutes, please.

Loona would give you her signature puppy-dog eyes, desperately hoping it would work.

Y/N: Fine, we can sleep in a bit more, beautiful.

Loona: Hah! I win again!

Loona would nuzzle into your arms, happy as can be, and as time slowly passed, you would wake her up, Loona groaning at you.

Y/N: Cmon Loona, we really gotta get up.

Loona: Five more minutes.

I gave you another hour.

Loona: Fine..

As you both got dressed for the day, you'd head to IMP, with Blitz standing at the front desk.

Blitzø: Hey Loony, what took you guys so long?

Loona: Traffic.

Blitzø: That's okay, Loona, oh hey, Y/N

Y/N: Hey Blitzø, How have you been?

Blitzø: You know what? I've been doing fine. Thank you for asking how I am, unlike a certain shrimp dick in here once.

Moxxie: Sir, you never even bother to do that for me either.

Blitzø: Huh, well, I guess we know who has a shrimp dick, huh, Mox?

Moxxie: Sir, that's inappropriate on so many levels.

Millie: Will you two boys knock it off? You can't go a day without prodding each other.

Blitzø: Okay, okay.. fine Mill's. Alright, we've got a job to kill some assholes on earth. The dude lives in the middle of nowhere, so it should be an easy job.