'Til Death do us Part // a Stolitz angst fanfic

B Bac Soon

TW: gore, slight panic attack

BLITZØ POV:

I look down lovingly at the gorgeous bird on my lap. I feel terrible, keeping something like that from him. I don't want to hide things from him, especially things that put him in danger.

But I may put him in more danger by telling him who is after him. He could very easily become a danger to himself, if he isn't already,

For the first time in what feels like forever, my phone is the one that chimes. I have specific tones for each person in my contact list, so I am relived that it's a text from Loona.

Blitzø? Where are you?

I look down at Stolas. I start typing a response:

I'm wth Stolas right nw, what do u ned, swety?

Oh. I just wanted to let you know that Millie got a little scuffed up with our last client. Says she'll be fine, but Moxxie's losing his fucking mind.

Shit. I know they can handle themself. But Satan damn it, Loona makes it sound more intense.

Shud I cum chec up on u gys?

I know I shouldn't leave Stolas. I know he needs me, especially when I finally got him calmed down.

That's probably smart, maybe bring some bandages or something? Our first aid kit is empty.

I look down at Stolas again. His eyes flutter, as though he is about to fall asleep. He must be exhausted, today has been... a lot. For both of us, but especially him.

I am conflicted. Do I stay with Stolas, keep him safe? Or do I go and check on the gang, make sure they are okay?

I carefully set Stolas down next to me, and tuck him in. He squirms a little, but doesn't wake.

I walk over and grab my jacket.

I'm sorry, Stolas.

STOLAS POV:

My eyes flutter open. I have no idea how long I was asleep for.

Wait... where is Blitzø?

I frantically look around the room. He... he left.

I feel my heart rate rise. My palms get sweaty.

Don't panic...

It can't be that big a deal. I reach for my phone to text him, only to find it missing.

Damn it, he really doesn't want me seeing those messages.

The room feels like it's closing in. I feel so alone all of a sudden. My hands shake, I begin to hyperventilate.

My pupils go wide as I curl up into a corner of my bed.

What did I do wrong? What should I do? Why would he leave? Did he ever really even care?

I love him. With my whole heart, and I am so scared to lose him. But now it feels like everything we ever had is gone.

The worst part is that I know I'm blowing it out of proportion. For all I know, he could be in the bathroom.

Just then, I notice a note on the nightstand.

Had 2 go chek on Millie, b bac soon <3

That calms me down a little, but I still don't know where he is or how long he will be gone.

If he is safe.

BLITZØ POV:

I swiftly trudge down the crowded streets. It takes everything in me not to full-on sprint down the street.

I have a small bag I found in Stolas' closet, with some bandages and other medical crap.

Finally, I come upon the I.M.P. building. I fiddle with the door and open it swiftly. I look around the room.

Loona is looking for any sort of bandage. Moxxie is next to the couch, where Millie is.

"Scuffed up" isn't exactly how I would describe her current state.

She has a massive gash on her cheek, and a few on her arms. She has a bunch of smaller cuts here and there.

I run over to her. I rip open the bag to grab some peroxide and gauze.

"Millie, what the hell happened?"

Moxxie attempted to tell me, but he was sobbing too hard. Millie's voice is small and clearly takes a lot of effort.

"It's nothin'... B! I'll be good as new!"

She winces as I place gauze against a wound on her arm. I look over at Moxxie.

"She'll be okay, Mox. Calm your tits."

Despite my arrogance, I really was trying to reassure Moxxie. I knew Millie would be okay, and I would never forgive myself if she wasn't.

I secure the gauze in place, check to see if Millie is still okay.

She weakly gives me a thumbs up. I look over to Moxxie and Millie.

"She'll be okay, but she needs to rest for a few days. Now, I am going to be gone for a few days. If you two don't feel comfortable handling I.M.P. on your own for a few days, feel free close up shop and go home."

Everyone looked confused.

"W-where are you going? You didn't tell me about this," Loona asked.

I pull on my jacket and grab a small bag of supplies; snacks and weapons mostly.

"It just came up. I have to stay with Stolas."

Millie winced as she sat up. She spoke weakly, but she still had an edge of her usual badass in her voice.

"S-Stolas? What happened with Stolas?"

"Long story. I'll tell you about it... not sure when. Gotta go!"

With that, I took off out the door. I hopped back in the van and tore down the busy streets to the palace.

AUTHORS NOTES:

So, I really need to figure out how to drive this plot forward. Like I said a while ago, I know how I want it to end, but I still need to figure out how to get there. Anyways, I probably won't post quite as often anymore, I had like a week straight away from school for school related events (which means lots of bus time) that I could write during. I'll try to get the next part out within a week.