Blitzstone One shots

Fashion Advice

t/w : Racism, Police

No Blitzen please.. Don't make me go out in this. Hearthstone begged I look horrid 

If you mean horridly hot then I agree

Please

Nope you promised if you fell asleep in the titanic I would dress you for a day.

Hearthstone was indeed dressed with a khaki tank top and dark brown jeans shorts. He looked to Blitzen with a pleading look, but Blitzen shook his head vigorously Nope you promised! I will not change my mind, No. Way. Hearthstone's shoulders slumped as he saw the determined look on Blitzen's face. He headed out the door in a dejected way that almost made Blitzen feel bad. He grabbed Hearths hand and ordered an Uber for the Chase Space.

***

'Officer we're just going to the 'Chase Space' I swear'

'Why don't we pat you down? Sure, an innocent person wouldn't mind?'

Blitzen gritted his teeth whilst they pat him down, he glanced at the officer patting Hearthstone down, he was patting him down in an inappropriate way, a VERY inappropriate way at that, Hearth looked just about uncomfortable enough to crawl into his own skin. 'HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU-' he was cut off by a calm voice behind him.

'Officers, Why don't you leave my clients with me' Magnus cut in. The officers froze, 'Sorry sir- didn't know-' 

'Yes yes get off my property already'

'Yes sir'

Magnus looked at Hearth then pointed me in his direction before walking back to the Chase Space briskly. 'Hearth.. I should have never made you wear that I'm SO sorry, it's all my fault- he -he just-' Hearth stared at the floor looking about as comfortable as a fish in the desert. 'Hearth please I swear-' I took a step towards him and he flinched violently, squeezing his eyes shut before tears ran down his cheeks. I changed my tactic to fit what he needed then, I took a step backward and told him 'You can speak to me when you need to ok? I'm here, all the way till Ragnarok.' I kissed two of my fingers and blew him a kiss.

I turned my head and started to make my way to the Chase Space which must have not felt far off from having myself strapped to the rock in a cave and having snake venom splashed on my face repeatedly.

Suddenly I felt my wrist get yanked back and came face to face with a tear-ridden Hearthstone. I need you right now. Please. Just don't-don't go.

Hearth...

I was saved the pain of replying by Hearth's lips pressing onto my mouth with a passion that set my blood on fire, it was hot and needy and it made me crave Hearthstone's touch like my lungs craved air. I whispered to him over and over in between kisses apologizing for my mistakes and being forgiven.