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Stolas Part 5 (Rewritten): Date Night

The final (unless requested otherwise) Stolas chapter, rewritten! If this chapter doesn't make sense in some places, or you have questions, please comment your thoughts!

Satan, if only it could've been that simple.

The moments afterward had been okay enough (better than okay actually. You were literally in Stola's arms), but when it came time for your work day to end, Hell, for you two to separate, Stolas seemed reluctant to let you go. He was a mess, blushing deeply and murmuring under his breath. You asked him to talk a little louder so you could hear him, but he only got quieter and blushed deeper. It was when you finally opened a portal at the end of the work day that he finally found the courage to speak up.

"I'm not making a mistake, am I?"

Your canid ears perked up, as he finally said something intelligible. You stopped, preventing yourself from entering the portal and escaping his clinginess. You looked at the portal in front of you, the entryway to your apartment, and sighed before closing it. You turned back to Stolas. It was too bad that was what had come out of his beak, because your mental response was to immediately think of all of the reasons that this was indeed a mistake.

For one, Stolas still needed experience when it came to romantic maturity, despite his flirtatious advances and experience with physical intimacy. You had to basically pry him off of you, and you were reminded of how Blitzø had often called Stolas clingy. You remembered the messages Stolas had left for him over the phone, and while they were...interesting, it didn't breed a lot of confidence that Stolas could handle a real relationship. Not to mention he had endured an abusive marriage that was so awful he jumped to Blitzø of all people.

Secondly, you weren't sure if Stolas was even over Blitzø to begin with. He certainly had made a big show of breaking up with Blitzø at I.M.P., but had left open the option to still be friends with Blitzø. Surely that meant he still harbored some amount of feelings for him, right? Maybe he was just using you as a rebound until he found someone better...he is a prince after all. He could have anybody he wanted.

Lastly, if you ever did get your job back, it would just be another reason for Blitzø to permanently put an end to your afterlife. While you hadn't actually "stolen his bird" when he snapped at you, dating Stolas now would certainly be another nail in your proverbial coffin. Even if you tried to keep it a secret, it would inevitably be discovered, and you could definitely foresee another Blitzø freakout.

No, no, no. Sure, there were some pretty big hurdles that a relationship with Stolas would have to clear, but it wasn't as bad as you were making it out to be. Stolas not being romantically mature? He's a fucking adult. He's been through two toxic relationships, and honestly it's a testament to his big heart that he was willing to try for a third time with you of all people. And you knew he had been over Blitzø for a while! For weeks you knew; and he had told you about all the months of giving Blitzø space, and how he felt abandoned in the hospital. He had had plenty of time to get over Blitzø. He had even coldly rejected Blitzø measly attempts at flirtation with him when he wanted the grimoire back. As for Blitzø finding out about you two...okay, that one might be a problem. But otherwise this relationship would turn out fine, right?!

Still, you had your reservations. Maybe the two of you just needed more time. Maybe...

"I know you think you're a mess Stolas. I know because of how much you've divulged in our conversations. Over the phone at the hospital, and during these months I've played the act of your bodyguard. To be honest, you still kind of are."

Stolas blinked at your sudden honesty. Your brain told you to stop, to escape him. That telling him the truth would only drive him away again, like it did the first time. But those two thought didn't compute. How could you escape him, and yet also be with him? Your heart spoke to you, and the thoughts dissipated.