Blitzstone One shots

The Bookshop

t/w swearing

Hearthstone looked at Blitzen and poked him in the shoulder.

What was that for?

Wanna go to my favorite places in the world?

Fuck yeah.

30 minutes later Hearth stood at the door waiting for Blitzen to get his shoes on.

Hurry upp

Ok, ok jeez.

I'll send you to Jesus if you take one more damned minute on those prissy heels of yours.

Blitzen grinned.

You really do hate it when I'm even a tiny bit taller. Don't you?

Shut up.

Blitzen sashayed out of his apartment swinging his hips, his boots heels clacking. Hearth rolled his eyes, struggling to keep his face straight, a smile tugging at his lips.

I think I look good in these boots.

That's not saying much, you look good in almost everything.

AHA! So you do think I look attractive!

Wa- Blitzen I have been dating you for the past three months and you thought I didn't find you attractive?!

No.. but now I'm sure.

Your logic physically hurts my brain.

Now it's your turn to shut up.

Not for the world.

Blitzen walked over to him, taking each step slowly, advancing on him making his heart race. He stared straight at his eyes. Hazel, with flecks of yellow almost gold. He had left no space between them, his body pressed against Hearthstone's.

Hearthstone smiled and whipped himself around so that he was the one with the advantage. He placed the tip of his finger on Blitzen's lips, and....! He walked away, hands in pockets.

Blitzen grabbed onto his shoulders and shook him.

You. Can't. Do. That! He stared at Hearth angrily, blush creeping down his neck spreading like ivy.

He stared at Blitzen and did his best innocent look.

Do what Blitzen?

Don't you start you little-

Start what?

Blitzen stared at Hearth, stuck out his tongue, and waltzed off. Hearthstone easily caught up (obviously) and took Blitz's hand in his, interlacing their fingers together in the tapestry of affection.

***

He stared at the entrance of the little wooden shop and felt his heart start skipping. This was his happy place. Filled with books, books and the occasional book. He tugged at Blitzen and pulled him towards the great mahogany double doors. It had always struck him strange. Such big doors for such a small bookshop. But this was no ordinary bookshop, so he guessed no ordinary doors would fit.

For this was an enchanted bookstore you see. Only allowing people of true and good intentions inside.

Hearthstone visibly relaxed inside the shop, Blitzen heard him taking a deep whiff of the bookstore's smell. He smiled, of course this would be Hearth's favorite place. Why wouldn't it be?

***

Hearthstones heart went hell for leather against his chest as he stalked the shelves, looking not for a book this time, but for a dwarf. He spotted a glint of gold and grinned. He could not escape him. He whirled around a bookshelf and clamped a hand around Blitzen's mouth. To which he got a sharp bite in the index finger for.

He winced and recoiled his hand. Blitzen smiled sheepishly and said sorry. Blitzen hugged Hearth.

This place is so cool.

I know, that's why I took you here. Duh.

Shut up.

Nope.

That reminds me. He twirled Hearthstone round to face his face.

How about we finish what we started?

No it's public-

So your ashamed of me?

No I just-

Then PROVE it.

Hearth raised his eyebrows. He wanted to play it like that. Alright, Hearth could play it like that no problem. He slid his hand behind Blitzen's head and looked straight into his hazel eyes once more. He pressed his leg against Blitz's and felt electricity zing up his spine. Slipping his hand around Blitz's waist, he went in for the kiss. Sparks flew, a cold rush of adrenalin shot through his body along with the fear of being caught. He didn't know how long he sat there, he also quite frankly didn't care.

Blitzen heard a small cough behind him and whipped his head around blushing furiously to see the bookshop owner standing at the end of the bookshelf with a knowing smile.

'Hearthstone', he tutted, 'of all people. Who would have thought?'

Hearth grabbed Blitzen's hand nodded to the shop owner and walked out of the store like it was nothing.

Blitzen smiled to himself and signed to Hearthstone.

Your a fucking idiot you know that.

Yes, Just like those heels of yours you know you should really, he shot off rambling about Blitzen's heels, which Blitzen knew was his unspoken way of dealing with compliments.