Blitzø Oneshots// REQUESTS OPEN// helluva boss angst 🩵

Dangerously low ❤️

Notes:
Blitz isn't feeling too great once getting home from a mission- he soon realises why.
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Thank you to @SylwiaWeiroska for your suggestion- I hope I got it, I don't have type one diabetes- but I did my research, so I hope I got the feeling right😭 hope you like it! As always let me know if you have suggestions!- Caly 🩵
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Blitz pov:

I'm not doing so hot. Well actually I am- It feels like I'm burning alive as I sit here. But in the sense I'm not feeling too great. My skin feels clammy, my head feels fuzzy, I can't focus on anything.

I was sitting on the meeting table- trying to fill out some paperwork, failing miserably. I felt so anxious... I looked down and saw my hands shaking- the pen slipping out of my sweaty palms as I shuddered a sigh.

Moxxie voice- sounding more irritating than usual hit against my head like a brick
"Me and Millie are going home sir- we've closed everything up already, so just make sure you lock the door behind you" he said

I groaned
"Yeah yeah whatever..." I mumbled

The door shut and the sound bounced off my head. I groaned and slammed the pen on the table- only causing more noise.

I sat up and ditched the paper work, grabbing my blazer which I had previously discarded from the heat, despite the winter air, and walked out the door. Locking it behind me.

The next few moments went by in a blur- by the time I had reached the palace I had forgotten half of what I did. I remember stumbling into the van and recklessly driving like I usually do- but it's like all the colours were merging together and turning into a blur of goop, sweat and heat. So much heat.

What felt like years later- I knocked on the palace doors, which I hadn't done in a while, bearing in mind I always took the balcony.
I don't know why I can't jus-

What the- I just blinked and I needed up leaning on the wall- when did I do that-?
Why am I so anxious... no- sad. Or is it angry? Everything looks blurry- this isn't right- somethings not right...
When will this door bloody open- did I bring keys? Or- woah what is that... oh a flower

That's pretty cool actually- I haven't seen a flower in ages- it's a nice purple. Like a... what else is purple...?

Oh- Stolen- I mean Stilas- Stolas.
No he's more grey-blue... but he's like a flower- always smells nice... but he's built like a fuckin' tree.

Stolas... why is he making me sad... why- is he speaking too me?...
When did Stolas get here?

His mouths moving... I think- unless that's just the colour melting again.
My arms hurt... that's a little random-

Is he...? He's touching me... my cheek. It's- why am I so sad... I just- all I feel is sad...

It feels tingly... my cheek- is it because he's touching me- am horny? Am I horny right now?

No...no if I was my dick would be tingly - it's my lips- no my cheek. Wait- no it's both now- why- what's going on...!?

Stolas?
"Stolas..."

Somethings wrong-
"Go away..."

No that's not what I said-
"I mean it..."

What is he saying?,,,.
"I'm fine Stols"

You didn't even hear what he said you dumb fuck! Why is he- the flower- what the fuck is happening?!