A/N: mentions of alcohol and a lot of swearing (obviously)
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It was the first full moon after Stolas had been kidnapped by Striker. The goetian looked out the window of his bedroom at the full shimmering moon, feeling his heart constricting as he remembered the Asmodean crystal in his trembling hand.
He didn't want to, but he had to let Blitzø go. Let him be free of their arrangement, this sordid little deal they had made.
Stolas had thrown away practically his entire life for an imp, it had to end. He didn't want it to end, hell all he wanted was to be with Blitzø forever and always, but it would never work. A royal and a imp? No, it would only end in pain for both of them.
Just then, Stolas heard the familiar sound of the imp clumsily crawling onto his balcony. His heart fluttered at the sight of those familiar horns and the white patch on skin on Blitzø's red face.
"H-hello, B-Blitzy." Stolas stuttered, quickly hiding the crystal under the pillow.
"Hey, Stolas." Blitzø says with a wide smile, and immediately Stolas could tell the imp was drunk. He was slurring his words and his steps were clumsy and uncoordinated.
"My dear, have you been drinking?" Stolas asks, concerned.
"Ah, it was only two." Blitzø slurred out, holding up two fingers as Stolas picked him like a child.
"Two what?" Stolas presses, setting Blitzø on the bed carefully.
"Bottles." Blitzø mumbled. "Of disgusting cheap ass drugstore scotch."
"Oh, Blitzy." Stolas says, curling up next to the imp and holding him in his arms. The imp didn't protest, burying his face in Stolas' feathers. "Why were you drinking?"
"Because my life is shit!" Blitzø snapped suddenly, sitting bolt upright. "I ruin everything, I make everyone's lives worse!"
"No, you don't, Blitzy." Stolas tried to convince him.
"Yes, I do!" The now enraged imp shouted. "Fizz, Verosika, Loona, you! They all hate me, YOU hate me!"
"I love you!" Stolas blurted out, immediately regretting what he said.
"You what?" Blitzø was suddenly quiet, staring at Stolas in disbelief. "Fuck...I'm sorry, I don't know why I said all that..."
"It's the alcohol, darling. Lay back down, I'll get you some water." Stolas says, gently easing Blitzø back into a laying position on the bed. He got a glass of water from the bathroom, bringing it to the imp with a soft smile. "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks." Blitzø mumbled softly, gulping the water down like he was dying of thirst.
Stolas set the empty glass aside, curling up next to his imp. He gently stroked Blitzø's horns, knowing the imp liked it. Blitzø let a tear slip from his eye as he held onto Stolas tightly.
"I love you too, Stolas." Blitzø whispered, feeling a mixture of fear and relief. The goetian simply pecked a kiss to Blitzø's head.
"I always had a hunch, my love." Stolas murmured, dozing off as they dozed off in the light of the full moon.
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