totallyNOTstraight
Blitzø's bravado has always been his armor. Jokes, chaos, and the occasional explosion - all to hide the fact that when the lights go out, the silence gets too loud. Memories of the circus, of his father's cruel words and shattered trust, echo in his mind until he begins to crumble.
When the façade finally starts to fall apart, Stolas notices the change - the missed calls, the forced smiles, the way Blitzø flinches from affection. But when he realises just how far Blitzø has fallen, he races against time to reach him... praying he's not too late to save the imp who taught him what love meant.