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

~Babies~

A/N Alr,  so basically this is abt Stolas and Blitzo having babies. And uhh, i'll post something else, like the next chapter from this one but it's only 2.

When Moxs and Mills sat him and Stolas down for a random meeting—practically shaking in nerves—he expected anything else. He made jokes about how they were finally hitting the retirement home. Made cruder jokes about inviting him and Stolas to an orgy, and while that he's flattered, he was gonna have to decline. Made over-the-top guesses like they're hiding from the law and needed some to cover them.

And for one agonizing second, he feared they were gonna tell him they quit.

Somehow this was almost as shocking.

"You bitches having a baby???"

Moxs and Mills were holding hands and giving each other nervous smiles, confirming to him that yes—the two were expecting, and soon there will be a little them running around.

"Yeah B."

"Yes, sir."

The room was dead silent, and he's glad that the two of them didn't come to him with this alone. 'Cause he imagined it would have been awfully awkward for a very long time without having Stolas here to fill the silence.

"Oh you two, that is absolutely wonderful! How far along is the baby?"

"About two months, your highness."

"Oh little darlings, I am so happy for you! However, I still insist on using my name."

"Oh, my sincerest apologies! Haha, I guess I'm—we're still so excited!"

"Have you thought of names or know the—"

Their voices drifted off, Blitzø staring at the two. Watching their expressions, their mannerisms, them . Images of a kid sitting in between them at the table with short white hair like Moxxie's. With Mille's tooth gap and kickass personality, wearing a tiny version of Moxie's suit and bowtie. Images of the rest of their lives raising this child. Of growing old and watching their kid grow. Of being happy and in love and not needing anyone else—

He was startled out of his thoughts when he felt a slight pressure on his hand. His head snaps over to see Stolas gently holding it. Blitzø looks from their hands to his face to see a small reassuring smile.

Blitzø breathed deeply to calm himself. Luckily Moxxs and Mills were still going on about baby stuff— because they were actually gonna have a baby— that they didn't notice how much talking he's not doing.

They didn't notice how much his heart was pounding.

And doesn't that just make him feel shitty. He knew— first hand— how special of an experience parenting was. How rare it was to have actual good ones in this world. Even rarer to find someone you would want to share that experience with. And here he fucking was, pissed and hurt and so fucking selfish over the fact that his two employees—his two best friends were having a kid together.

Even if he knew this day would eventually come.

He told himself that he had to be okay with letting them go. That he had to be okay with them having this family, and leaving—leaving him behind...

He had to be okay. But he wasn't okay.

Still...

Blitzø interrupted whatever the hell Moxxie was saying.

"Congratulations to you both for putting one in the oven. I'm sure you two are so happy to finally have your own family."

It came out abruptly and much harsher than he meant to. Too many of his real emotions were woven into it that he flinched at himself. He almost didn't want to see their reaction. Expecting harsh glances or even annoyance.