Blitzø looked into Stolas' eyes as his own widened in shock. He couldn't believe what was happening. That Stolas…loved him. He needed to run. He couldn't ruin another person. Not again.

Stolas touched Blitzø's face looking at him confused, "Blitzy?" He didn't understand why his partner was looking at him terrified. He was taken aback as his gift was shoved back into his chest, hard. He watched as Blitzø's expression went from scared, to troubled, and finally to sadness.

"I can't do this Stolas." Blitzø said as he ran out of the restaurant. He left Stolas in his wake, tears falling down his face. He had to protect Stolas the only way he knew how. By leaving him. He kept running for what seemed like hours even though it had only been a few minutes. At some point he tripped and fell, completely ruining the clothes that Stolas had given him.

Before he could stand back up, he felt someone behind him and looked up to see Stolas. His face flushed from chasing after Blitzø. He looked down, still on his hands and knees, into the hole that had caused him to trip in the first place. He was breathing hard and his heart felt like it wanted to leave his chest.

Stolas crouched down next to Blitzø, fearing that if he were to touch the pregnant imp that he would begin to run again.

He had left his payment for the dinners on the table before chasing after Blitzø, never losing sight of his partner. He had watched Blitzø fall and immediately went to his side. Now he was just waiting for Blitzø to say something. Anything to explain his behavior.

Blitzø grit his teeth as he sat back on his heels. He was definitely going to bruise. He glanced over at Stolas, "Fuck off Stolas!" He knew in his heart that Stolas was never going to leave, but he sure as fuck was going to try and make him.

"Not a chance in all nine rings will I fuck off!" Stolas yelled angrily causing Blitzø to flinch. In that moment he didn't care though. He was going to be heard.

"You assume the absolute worst out of every situation! I understand since you have been hurt by other people or vice versa, but I'm not them! Have I not proven that in the past month and a half?! Do you just not want to be in a relationship with me?! You insistently question my intentions, but I have never questioned yours until this very moment!"

Stolas' eyes were wide with anger and his white pupils were staring into Blitzø needing an answer at that second from him.

Blitzø stood up turning around pointing at Stolas, "I didn't want any of this! I wanted to run my fucking business like I have been! But now I have to deal with all this!," Blitzø gestured around them both as he spoke, "I have to deal with this relationship, these babies, every fucking thing you have been insisting we do! I'm not fucking used to someone who actually WANTS to be with me!"

Stolas looked at Blitzø, a hard expression on his face, "What are you implying? That I influenced you into continuing to be with me? You are the absolute last thing that I could possibly control. From what I recall you wished to do all of this alone. I haven't let you do it as such because those children you are carrying are also mine!"

Stolas stood up looking down at Blitzø, "You need to figure out what it is you actually want. If you wish to be with me like you at one point declared, then I need to be shown that. I'm not just some ignorant royal that you can manipulate to think you are the bad guy. I love you Blitzø. I truly do, but I cannot be with someone that doesn't feel the same in return."

Stolas opened a portal to the palace, stepping through. He looked back at Blitzø pointing into the portal, "Come. Now."

Blitzø held his head in shame as he walked through the portal. He didn't understand how Stolas could still want to be near him after all he had put the prince through. He watched as Stolas closed the portal then began to undress. Blitzø just stood in place watching Stolas' back, not wanting to move.

Stolas pulled on his red robe, looking back at Blitzø. He went over to a drawer that had a few articles of his partner's clothing and shuffled through. He pulled out a white tank top and some black pajama shorts, walking towards Blitzø placing them in his arms.

"Go change. I'll address your scrapped hands and knees once you leave the bathroom," Stolas kept his voice a soft monotone as he spoke to Blitzø. He placed the preserved gift on the nightstand next to Blitzø's side of the bed.

Blitzø did as he was told and walked into the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet seat putting his head in his hands. He fucked up. He knew that wholeheartedly, but he also knew that he loved Stolas just as much, if not more, than the prince loved him. He didn't know how to show him that. That wasn't what he was good at. He was good at messing everything up. Which is what got him into the fight with Stolas in the first place.

He heard a soft knock on the door, "Hey Blitzø?"

The unmistakable voice of his daughter got him up and out of his panicked state. He opened the door to see Loona in a navy-blue pajama set looking worried. She smiled half-heartedly at Blitzø.

"Stolas said that you might want to talk to me. He sounded upset and said you guys had an argument so-"

Loona couldn't finish her sentence before she was pulled into the bathroom and into Blitzø's arms. She felt wetness on her shirt as her adoptive father clung to her desperately. She eventually was able to loosen his grip and look at him, "What in the fuck happened?"

Blitzø spilled everything, recanting the dinner and then how he fucked up. He sat on the floor hanging his head and sighing.

"Loonie I don't know what to do…" Blitzø said looking up at his daughter, tears still in his eyes.

Loona sat next to him, "So why did you run away? You know you feel the same way for him. What has he done to make you not trust him? Cause from where I'm sitting he has done nothing but be up your ass twenty-four seven making sure you're more than okay with everything."

Blitzø shook his head, "I've never been in this fucking situation before. I think, maybe, that if I tell him that I love him back that he'll leave."

Loona playfully punched her dad's arm softly, "Come on Blitzø. You beat yourself up too much. You can be a great person if you actually try. This whole time I've seen you trying because of how much you both care for each other." Loona stood up sticking out her hand for Blitzø to take, "Just tell him. Nothing bad can happen if you already know how he feels for you."

Blitzø took Loona's hand and hugged her tightly, "Thanks Loonie… You're the best daughter I could've asked for."

Loona blushed, shoving Blitzø off and starting to walk out. She paused in the doorway, "And you're the best dad I could've asked for." Loona ran out of the room after that trying to hide her embarrassment.

Blitzø smiled to himself. Progress.

He pulled on the clothes that Stolas had handed him and walked out of the bathroom to see Stolas sitting up in the bed reading an imp pregnancy book.

At this point he's gonna know more about my body than I am, Blitzø said as he walked towards the bed. He climbed up and sat on his side. He glanced over at Stolas who was too engrossed in his book to notice him.

Blitzø turned facing Stolas, "…Stolas? Can I talk to you?"

Stolas nodded without batting an eye and looked at Blitzø. He didn't bother to close his book, "Yes. Of course you can."

Blitzø placed his hands on top of his stomach, contemplating on how to word what he was about to say. He couldn't think straight enough to make out a plan so he decided to just wing it.

"…I fucked up…"

"Clearly." Stolas said matter-of-factly, glancing back at his book then back at Blitzø.

Blitzø sighed. He deserved that one. He ran a hand across his middle trying to soothe his nerves.

"I fucked up and I'm sorry…"

"Is that all?" Stolas said bluntly which irritated Blitzø.

"Can you shut your fucking beak before I shut it for you! I'm trying to say that I didn't want this at first Stolas. But now… I want this so much that it kills me. I'm scared that if I get too comfortable, if I get too weak, I'll be thrown away like I always have been. It's a battle with myself every single fucking day Stols. I never wanted to hurt the one person who makes me the happiest in Hell." Blitzø said making Stolas' eyes widen.

Blitzø looked up at Stolas wringing his hands together. He had one chance to show Stolas and to make this right, "I also wanted to say this."

Blitzø grabbed the book from Stolas and closed it. He sat on top of Stolas' lap, straddling the prince. He wrapped his arms around Stolas' neck, running his fingers through his feathers and receiving a shiver from the prince. He leaned on the crook of Stolas' neck, just taking in the moment of them being like that. Blitzø kissed Stolas' neck and finally spoke.

"I love you Stolas. I have loved you for a very long time. Clearly not as long as you have loved me," He motioned over to wormhorse, "But I can't sit here and say that I don't love you because I love you so fucking much."

Blitzø felt one of Stolas' arms wrap around his waist, pulling him in closer as the other grabbed his chin forcing him to look into the prince's eyes.

Stolas gently kissed Blitzø's lips with a tender sweetness the pregnant imp had never felt before. Stolas pulled back looking at Blitzø, "I couldn't have asked for a better way for you to tell me that Blitzy. Now hopefully you feel as though you can trust me because I would still like for you and Loona to move in."

Blitzø immediately felt his anxiety come back, but he pushed it away as he kissed Stolas' cheek.

"Okay. Let's do it."