As he opened the van door and hopped out, I could see the tension in his body language—his shoulders were slightly hunched, and his tail swayed nervously. This wasn't going to be easy for him, but it was necessary.
I watched as he approached Stolas, who stood up from the bench, his eyes softening as Blitz came closer. They were a study in contrasts—Stolas, always elegant and composed, and Blitz, raw and untamed, yet both were struggling with the same emotions.
"Hey," Blitz greeted, his voice rough around the edges as he stopped a few feet away from Stolas. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around Stolas' shoulders, greeting him with a quick kiss.
Stolas offered a small smile, though it was laced with uncertainty. "Hello, Blitz." His eyes lowered to me and his smile softened. "Hello cupcake"
For a moment, neither of them said anything. The silence was thick, filled with all the words they hadn't yet found the courage to say. My heart was pounding in my chest as I watched them, hoping that this conversation would be the start of something real between them.
Blitz broke the silence, his voice low. "Look, I... I don't know how to do this. I'm no good with all this talking and feelings crap, but... I don't want to keep screwing this up."
Stolas stepped closer, his eyes searching Blitz's for any sign of what he was truly feeling. "I know, Blitz. And I'm not asking you to be perfect. I just want you to try. We both need to try."
Blitz swallowed hard, his gaze dropping to the ground. "Why do you even want to try with me? I'm... I'm a mess, Stolas. You could have anyone, you both could have anyone but you both keep picking me, and I don't get it."
it was like my heart shattered all over again. Had this been what he was feeling like? Had I been overlooking this?
Stolas reached out, gently lifting Blitz's chin so their eyes met. "Because I see you, Blitz. I see the real you, not the mask you wear for everyone else. And I care about that person, more than you realize."
"Have I not been here since day 1? I have done some stupid shit, but every time I've been in trouble, I could rely on you to help me. And it has applied the other way around. I want to keep helping you no matter what. You just have to let me... let us.
Blitz's eyes flickered with a mixture of fear and hope, his defences starting to crumble. "I don't know if I can be what you need," he said, referring to the both of us.
I glanced at Stolas, he had a soft smile, his hand lingering on Blitz's cheek. "I don't need you to be anything other than who you are. That's enough for me."
Blitz hesitated, then slowly nodded, his tough exterior giving way to something more vulnerable. "Okay... I'll try."
Stolas's smile grew, and he pulled Blitz into a gentle embrace. It wasn't a resolution, but it was a start—a step toward understanding each other in a way they hadn't before. I hope that this was enough to satisfy any of his worries, mine too.
In that embrace, the weight of their unspoken fears and frustrations seemed to lift, if only a little. I watched from the van, feeling a pang of relief and hope. It wasn't a complete resolution—there was still so much to work through, so many hurdles to overcome—but it was a step in the right direction.
I could see that Blitz was letting himself be vulnerable, something he rarely allowed himself to do. The tension in his shoulders eased as he allowed himself to be held, and for the first time in a long while, he seemed to accept that it was okay to not have all the answers.
Stolas, on the other hand, looked serene, his gaze filled with warmth and understanding. He knew that trust and love were built through effort and patience, and he was willing to give Blitz the time and space he needed to work through his insecurities.
After a few moments, they pulled apart, their eyes meeting with a new sense of understanding. Blitz's gaze was softer now, less guarded, and Stolas's smile was a mix of relief and affection.
"you know what? I feel like some ice cream," I spoke, their eyes meeting mine with a nod of approval.
That's exactly what we did. We got ice cream and went home. Happy without a worry. Oh and a cheeky ass slap from Blitz.
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I don't think I can expand on this. Like.... this isn't the same as the show, but I'm unsure if this is the last chapter.
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FanfictionRed_Velxxvetz has helped with the production and preparation of this book by providing her very well-drawn artworks and brilliant ideas. All is in 1st person |"Y/N" not used| "You" not used| "Your name" not used| > There are quite a few NSFW sc...