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Stols:
I'm tskng th hellavtr home from list
Stols:
Csnt get portzl tp poen
Blitz barely registers the words on his screen that the keys are in the ignition.
He openes a portal close to the Lust Hellavator and floors the pedal, speeding like his life depends on it.
And maybe it does.
Braking hard in front of the Hellavator he barely sees Stolas’ tail feathers disappear through the glass door, jumping out of the van and throwing himself after him is all he can do.
No other thoughts crowd his mind but the need to reach Stolas before he leaves.
He runs inside and skids to a halt, looking around until he recognizes the tall motherfucker he so desperately needs, watching him stumble through the gate and that's when he screams "Stolas, no! Don't go!"
He doesn’t care if all of Hell hears him as long as Stolas does.
He’s sprinting again before he can think, vaulting above the turnstile and landing on his knees just as the beautiful bird turns around.
"Don't... I can give you a ride and... You can stay at my place. Just... Don't leave me"
He feels the tears choking him and he just stops talking long enough to take a shuddering breath, squeezing his eyes shut.
"I'm sorry" he mutters at last, his voice wet against his wishes.
A hoot of surprise gets him to open one eye and oh Stolas is blushing so hard, his white pupils dancing about as if taking in every inch of Blitz’s face.
"I won't, Blitz... I won't if you let me in" he says softly, they stay a moment until Blitz feels his hands close around his wrists and pull him up.
The movement is natural, like he’d been waiting all his life to just rise to his feet and press his face against Stolas’s clothes and while the scent isn't entirely right it still feels like home.
When he’s sure he’s not going to make a fool of himself any further he pulls away and starts leading his prince back through the gate, grinning "Come on, let's get your ass in bed before you throw up on the van floor, it's a bitch and a half to clean."