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“Oh my god, Stolas, that costume is so… ugh it makes you look like a drowned rat, and not in a good way.”
“Ew have you seen Stolas, he looks so scrawny and shriveled today!”
“Does he really think that imp will stay with him? He's not special, the imp will leave him like all the others, after all, he is an ugly, defective, letdown!”
Stella's piercing laugh echoed through the halls, always tormenting Stolas, always following him wherever he went.
She'd been bullying him all night, getting in his head and messing with him, and he just wanted to get away. Just wanted to have some fun, as no one really celebrated human Holidays in Hell. He'd managed to pull together a Halloween party, but he hadn't been able to stop Stella from coming.
Stolas turned the lock on the door and it gave a small click to let him know it worked. He pulled back the shower curtain, curling his large legs into the tub with him. He folded in on himself, letting tears slip out of his red eyes. Stolas finally let himself cry, let Stella marinate in this small victory of ruining his night. In his head, she laughed at his tears. In his head his worst fears manifested themselves.
A knock on the door pulled Stolas out of his head. “Yes?” His voice was scratchy even as he wiped tears from his eyes.
“Hey, uh, Stolas… you in there, big guy?”
“I'm fine, Blitzy, just escaping the party for a minute. I'm tired.” He lied.
Stolas heard a series of grunts and clicks, and the door opened far enough for the small imp to worm through. Apparently Blitzø was smart enough to see through Stolas's lie.
“Hey, baby, c'mon. What's wrong?” Blitzø ran his clawed hands over Stolas's back, soothing him.
“You're not going to go, right?”
Blitzø's face softened, understanding shining through the concern. “Never, Stols, I'm not leaving. I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere. The only place I'm going is right over to Stella to tell her to go fuck herself.”
Stolas smiled weakly. “Thank you, Blitzy. You must think I'm so stupid for letting her get in the way of my night.”
“No, no, baby I get it. She's just being her asshole self and trying to ruin your day, but luckily, I'm here to save you!” Blitzø joked, exaggerating the words of the last sentence.
Stolas laughed lightly as Blitzø crawled on top of his boyfriend. The imp tucked his face into the crook of Stolas's neck, breathing him in.
“Love you, Stols. I don't think I've ever told you that out loud, but it's true. I'm not going anywhere, not now, not ever.”
Stolas's eyes widened. “You love me?”
Blitzø smiled widely from his place on his boyfriend's chest. “Yeah I do, Stols. I love you so much.”
He brushed a stray hair back into place, smoothing it down and cupping Stolas's cheek. “You're beautiful just the way you are, and I love you like this.”
A tear slipped free before Stolas could stop it, and he smiled, oh he smiled. He pulled the imp in, kissing him on the lips, pouring all his feelings into it, saying things he couldn't put into words.
“I love you too, Blitzy. So, so much.”