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The day was going well.
Blitzø and Stolas had, somewhat, made up.
They talked it out!
They also fought it out, fucked it out, screamed it out, but all in all, they were now on good terms.
Both Octavia and Loona were dubious about the ‘newly’ formed relationship. The former worried because of her mother while the latter remembered how her dad’s last break up ended, initially not knowing who the other person was.
But after months of fuck ups and fights, the prince was officially dating his first-ever friend.
Now, back to the present day at the I.M.P. building. The gang had just returned from their latest mission in the human world. They were all covered in blood and exhausted after their 2 days long trip. Loona complained about the smell but, really, what could they do?
"I don’t know Blitzø, maybe don’t come back drenched in blood?!"
"But Loony, you know I can’t help it—" he tried to give her a hug but got pushed back instead.
"For fuck’s sake, can’t you get a fucking hint?" She pinched her nose. "I could smell it even before you got through the goddamn portal! I swear it’s like you’re doing it on purpose."
Blitzø’s smile dropped a bit.
Okay, maybe the day wasn’t going that well.
But it’ll be fine!
Right?
"Sweetie, can’t you give your dad a little bit of love?"
"Nope." She then picked up her phone and continued to ignore him.
Blitzø straightened his jacket, dusting it off even if it seemed useless, and turned to his employees.
"So! Good news, I didn’t get punched! Bad news, Loony-Toony didn’t hug me."
"Huh, sir- I mean, Blitzø? Aren’t you supposed to be at the prince’s house..?"
"What d’you mean? Why should I be there?"
"You were braggin’ all week about your date with him, Blitzø. You seemed pretty excited ‘cause his and your daughters would be there, nah? You said it was for Father’s Day," replied Millie
The imp’s eyes tripled in size, a loud "FUCK" bouncing on the walls as he scrambled to pack his stuff for the night.
"Loony! Do you have everything already or you need to go back to the apartment?"
"I forgot something this morning, gotta get it."
He sighed, knowing he had told Loona multiple times to get everything so they wouldn’t have to go back. The four of them got into the van, Blitzø dropping M&M at their place before going to his and Loona’s.
He waited there while his daughter went up the stairs to retrieve whatever she had forgotten.
To: Birdbrain <3 | 17:54
/ hey stols, will b late 4 tonigt, Loony forgot smth at the appartmwnt, we leeving soon
/ lov u
From: Birdbrain <3 | 17:55
/ Thank you for the heads up! Octavia and I are watching the show you recommended. Once you and your daughter get here you can simply enter; my butler has already been made aware of your arrival.
/ I love you as well, darling.
As he was about to ask if Stolas was talking about My Little Pony, Loona came back with…
"Wait a minute, what did you even need to get here?"
"Hmm? Oh, nothing important, just my earphones," she took them out of her pocket. "We can go now."
"You’re telling me you put us late for stupid earp- ugh, fuck this, today was supposed to be a good day. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts…"
"… you good Blitzø?"
"Yeah, definitely not stressing over the fact that we’re gonna be over an hour late once we get there because you needed earphones. Which, I get! People are a lot to deal with, even family, but it would’ve been nice if you could have taken them this morning. But yeah, no, don’t worry."
"… ‘kay, if you say so."
She plugged them in her phone and pressed play, the rest of their trip to the palace being spent in silence.
She could almost feel Blitzø’s stress. She knew tonight was a big night for him: it was his and Stolas’ first official romantic date since the shitshow at Ozzie’s. And both of their daughters would be there. And it was to actually celebrate something.
She thought that a quick stop at their place would remind him of the option to skip the date, or reassure him that even if it didn’t work out, he still had somewhere else to go.
Someone else there for him.
She played with the box she hid in her pocket, making sure the ribbon didn’t come off.
Forty minutes later, they parked in front of the palace, Blitzø pausing for a moment.
"It’s weird."
"What’s weird? You’re weird."
"The situation. Or, well, more like… this."
"Can you be fucking less vague?"
"I mean the fact that you’re gonna be there! And his daughter! It’s so… different. Than usual. For us. Him and me. It’s fucking weird."
"You can still call it off. We both know he’d understand. Just say you’re sick or something."
"And we both know he’ll bring me to the damn hospital if I tell him I’m sick."
"Yeah, fair enough. He’d also buy the hospital in question."
He laughed and noticed a small smile on Loona’s face. He hoped it’d stay there for the night.
"If…"
She took a breath.
"If it makes it ‘more normal’, you can go up his window and I go through the front door. Lucifer knows how much I don’t give a fuck just barging in, and it’d give you a sense of normality in all of this. Or whatever. I don’t care."
Blitzø felt his heart squeeze and hesitated to make physical contact.
"Yeah, it’s fine."
He awkwardly wrapped his arms around her, finally getting his hug, and they both got out of the van.
While the hellhound walked to the front entrance, entering without a care in the world, she saw the imp go around and climb the vine that was there.
She could hear the father and daughter duo somewhere watching something, which she recognized after hearing Rainbow Dash’s name. She followed the sound until she found them in the home theater, watching Blitzø’s favourite show.
Spotting her, Stolas pressed pause and turned around.
"Oh! I didn’t realize you had arrived! Where’s your fa- I mean, Blitzø?"
He knew of her reluctance to call him dad, so he tried to not force it.
"Wherever the fuck that plant and window lead to."
"Plant and w- oh! He’s in my room. I shall go look for him. Via, could you bring our guest to the kitchen? The staff should be nearly done with dinner; we can eat first and see what we do afterwards."
The younger girl nodded, putting down her drink. She had already met Loona before, "her style is still so cool I need to tell her at some point" she thought while gesturing for the adult to follow her. She wasn’t sure what they’d be eating so when the older one asked, she had no answer to offer.
Meanwhile, the older owl reached his room and found his lover waiting for him on the couch, as always.
"I hope I didn’t make you wait for long~"
"Ah, come on Stols, even if you did, which you did not, I know you’d find a way to…"
Blitzø got closer, grabbing the chain around the taller one’s cape, and brought him down.
"… make up for it."
The bird turned a bright red.
"O-oh, um, as- as much as I would love to… ravish you, our daughters are waiting for us. To eat. Diner."
The imp let go and straightened his clothes.
"Right. Took ya’ a lot of self-control for that one?"
"I suppose it did," Stolas said softly. "It has been a while since our… monthly meetings stopped. And yet, we’ve never actually spent the night doing those special activities after."
"Yeah, a… another time, maybe. Anyway, should we go eat? I’m starving over here."
Ignoring the sudden change of subject, Stolas nodded and walked to the dinning room as the smaller one followed him. The staff brought cushions for Blitzø to sit on, to be taller, but he dismissed them with a nervous smile and shaking hands.
He didn’t need anything.
And why would other imps treat him better? Just because he fucked their boss?
"Blitzy, darling, they just want to help."
"Yeah, well, I don’t fucking n-"
"Blitzø."
Cut off by his daughter, the imp turned his face towards Loona and accepted the DIY booster under her glare.
Food was served and everyone dug in, the smaller man hesitating for a moment. As Stolas was about to ask, Loona started to talk. She hadn’t started her meal as well.
"Why the hell do y’all rich fuckers have such fancy stuff? Like, we’re eating steak and mashed potatoes for fuck’s sake, but it feels like I’m breathing incorrectly ‘round here."
Blitzø snorted, glad his daughter had the guts to say anything while he was stuck in his head. One quick glance to his right and he saw realization dawn on his lover’s face.
"O-Oh! I am so sorry, I did not think… I just thought something easy might be nice for diner tonight, but I might have been wrong. I can always ask the staff to-"
"That’s not it!" started the hellhound. "Stolas, you’re a sweetheart to me and Blitzø, thanks, but fuck, can’t you, I don’t know, see?"
The owl frowned, confused. He looked at Octavia; however, she seemed to get it.
"Loona, you don’t… have to think about us," the younger girl said. "It’s not what you’re used to and my dad’s a bit of an idiot sometimes. If it were up to me, I’d probably eat with my hands right now."
"Via! You can’t-"
"I can’t what? Be honest? This is fancy, we’re fancy, let us have some fun dad."
"You’re serious about that?" asked Loona.
"You bet. First one to finish her meal wins."
"Fucking deal."
As the two girls started eating in a way that made Stolas recoil, Blitzø got a bit more comfortable and actually started to eat as well.
"Stols, don’t worry. It’s not you. We’re just… shit, you’ve seen the appartement, you should’ve known we’d be… fuck, there’s a word, I forgot the word… fucking christ-"
"Overwhelmed?" offered the owl
"Yeah, that . It’s the first time we’ve got a diner like that, with our daughters and stuff. It’s… a lot. I don’t know how to say it. It’s just a lot."
The taller man smiled softly, hoping that his lover would get more comfortable as time passes and would be willing to bring his daughter more often.
The rest of the evening went well, the four of them talking and watching a movie until the girls fell asleep past midnight.
The couple retreated to the kitchen. The imp climbed on the counter and sat there, watching his boyfriend prepare a late-night snack for them.
Watched how the robe gracefully drape over Stolas’ frame, mesmerized by his flowing movements, how his hands knew their way around every corner of the place…
Fuck he looks good.
How could I ever afford to lose this?
"Blitzy, it seems like we’re out of- darling, are you alright?"
"You’re hot."
Stolas' cheeks flushed as he fully turned towards Blitzø yet trying to look away.
"O-Oh, um, thank you, but where does that come from?"
Blitzø leaned back on the counter, his horns brushing the wall behind him.
"The way you move fits you. Don’t know how to say it, it’s just… pretty. You’re pretty, Stolas."
Drawing closer, Stolas kissed his lover, a smile tugging on his lips as he tried to move back. However, a firm hand grasped his neck and the imp deepened their kiss.
"You’re such a pretty bird Stols, please…"
"Love, I know it’s been a while and I brought it up earlier, but you don’t need to force yourself for me-"
Finally breaking their kiss, Blitzø frowned a bit.
"When the fuck did I give you that impression? ‘Cause I’m not. And I never did."
The smile on Stolas face faded a bit and he took the smaller one’s hand.
"W-Well, first of all, I’m sorry for ruining the mood-"
He was interrupted by Blitzø booping his forehead, a smile spreading across his face.
"You didn’t ruin anything babe."
"Second of all… it’s just something I noticed I guess? In a way, it always felt like I was tying you down to me, to only ‘have’ me, whether as a romantic partner or a sexual one. And you don’t… give off the energy of being into it? I can’t explain it, I’m sorry if I don’t make any sense. You can just ignore that…"
Realisation dawned on Blitzø, and he hesitated a moment before speaking.
"I, uh… I might… in that case, I might have to tell you something..? It’s- It’s nothing bad I promise! No cheating or whatever I swear! It’s just…"
The imp looked away, scratching a patch of white skin.
"I can’t… I’m not- not… normal?"
Stolas tilted his head and Blitzø couldn’t help but call him cute.
"I can’t… feel love. Or make love? The fuck’s the difference… a-anyway, what I mean is that when people talk about their loved ones, I’m not… like that. I do love you, so fucking much, and you know how much I love having sex with you, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life by your side with our daughters and grow old together and-"
"Blitzø, you’re getting sidetracked."
"Right, shit, sorry. Going back on what I was saying… let’s go specifically on the sex thing."
The imp glanced at the taller one, silently asking if it was fine to talk about it, and he continued once the owl nodded.
"I’ve got a high-sex drive and fuck you’re good with fulfilling it. But that sexual attraction isn’t… fuck I’m being an asshole, aren’t I?"
"What do you mean darling?"
"… it’s not toward you. Not toward anyone for that matter. It’s just… there. I’m horny. And I like you, so ‘might as well fuck you’… I’m sorry." He breathed in and breathed out. "I’ve known for months, hell, years , that I was fucked up, but I couldn’t bring myself to actually tell you-"
"Darling…"
"And when I was with Verosika it was fine ‘cause, holy shit a succubi can take a lot, and she didn’t care if I had sex with other people because so did she-"
"Blitzy-"
"But now that I’m with you, and I want to be, I still don’t feel sexual attraction towards you, it’s just there, all over the place, but not for anybody! And when it was just the full moon shit it was fine because I could go elsewhere and not feel guilty but we’re together and I’m supposed to love you but-"
"Blitzø!"
The imp stopped his monologue, looking up to his boyfriend who was smiling down at him.
"I’m not mad. Maybe… weirded out, perhaps, but not by you; by the situation. If it makes you feel better, I’ve read books about it. And… and to be honest, it took me a while to actually feel sexually attracted to you as well, even if I knew I loved you. I would prefer if you only have sex with me-"
"Stolas-"
"But I see a bit your point of view and I’m glad you told me. If… if I’m not enough, I don’t mind you going with—"
"Stolas please. You are enough. You’re more than enough. I don’t…" Blitzø sighed. "I love you. So, so much. But it’s like… Ugh, I like sex. I like the idea, the act, everything. It’s just… the partner I’m with is irrelevant because it’s not really an attraction? But I love you. Romantically. So if I’m gonna have sex, I just… prioritize you?"
The owl nodded. "I’m not sure if I get it, but alright."
The smaller one let out a breath and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek.
"Am I interrupting anything?"
Both men turned their head toward the door, spotting Loona with her arms crossed.
"If you’re gonna eat eachother out, can you can a room or something? Stolas you’ve got enough o’ those for fuck’s sake, just don’t do it in front of my salad…"
"Sweetie you don’t eat s-"
"Shut up Blitzø, I know what I said. Weren’t we supposed to leave at some point? I didn’t pack any clothes or whatever for the night."
"Right. We should go. Hum, Stolas-"
"I know. You don’t want the portal because the van and the trip back to your apartment give you a moment to ‘change your minds’ and relax. I wish you both a good night. Please, Blitzy, text me once you get home?"
The older one agreed and kissed one last time his lover, wishing him and his daughter a good night, and he left with Loona for their place.
The van, connected to the imp’s phone, blasted some metal as he tried to stay up. In the corner of his eyes he could see Loona laughing at him over not being able to stay awake and, if he was less tired, he would turn that around and remind her that she was the one sleeping an hour earlier.
Arriving at the building, he parked the van and got his phone to tell Stolas that he was back.
"Hey Blitzø?"
"Hmm?"
"What time is it?"
"2:09. Don’t you have your own phone to check that?"
"Yeah but it died, like, midway through the movie. So were the 16th, right? June 16th?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Here."
The hellhound gave a little box, decorated with a ribbon and a smiley face, to the imp.
"Since when do you give me stuff? … is this a revenge for the spiders? I said I was s-"
"No it’s not, you fucking idiot. Also, I’m still pissed about that, so yeah, I’ll get revenge one day. Be glad it’s not today."
The older one took the ribbon off and opened the small box, peering inside before fully taking the top off.
In it were a pair of wooden horses - both painted by hand and probably made by hand as well. One was gray-ish with its mane parted sideway while the other was red with white spots. Embarrassed, he looked at them closer only to realize who they were.
"Loony-"
"I tried to sculpt ‘em with my claws but kinda gave up towards the end so that why your face looks like shit. But I still painted them. And tried to color match. Never ask me to color match fucking red again."
Blitzø continued to look at them with star in his eyes. Loona’s first reflex was to back away once she saw him tear up but she got closer afterwards, wrapping her arms around his body.
"I know I don’t show it a lot, but I love you and I’m grateful you adopted me, even if I was about to age out. Happy Father’s Day, dad."
With that, she got out of the van and went in the building, no doubt going to their apartment.
On the other hand, tears ran freely on Blitzø’s cheeks. He texted Stolas that he was home and told him about the gift.
Maybe…
Maybe if he stayed with this new family he’d find a way to create the love he felt was missing.
Maybe the day that started well could also finish well.