A/n: got this idea bc stolas takes pills in the show and i was like may as well add insomnia to the depression and make him take sleeping pills

Very short chapter sense I am babysitting and these mfs finna wake up from their nap

No specific timeline for this just use imagination okay enjoy

Stolas didn't know much about healthy relationships. Of course, that was understandable since he'd never actually been in one. Even in the beginning with Blitz, nothing about their relationship was particularly, hell, even remotely healthy, especially since it was more of a transaction than anything. But they'd come far over the recent months, and grown close. They had their moments of miscommunication, but when all was said and done, they were both a bit more open and vulnerable with one another. Neither of them were very good at the whole being in love thing, so it was easy to give each other grace when mistakes were made.

With that being said, Stolas was practically vibrating with excitement. This was the first night Blitz was going to stay over with him. Like, not just a fuck and run, actually spending the night with him, at his home. They hadn't even planned on having sex, just a night of watching movies and having fun. Of course, if they got horny at some point during the night, Stolas was not going to complain about that.

Blitz had issues with commitment, so the fact that he was staying over at all meant a lot to Stolas. So, he was going to do everything in his power to make the night perfect, and make sure Blitz was comfortable with him. He took a few nervous sips from his water bottle, a weird habit he'd picked up sometime during his life. He'd always been a nervous drinker, he supposed. He would sip on anything he could get his hands on.

He heard his door bell ring and his back straightened, his head whipping towards the sound. He stopped pacing around the kitchen and darted towards the front door, excitement radiating from his body "Oh, Blitzy!" He cried upon opening it, scooping him up for a hug. The random act of physical affection clearly shocked Blitz, and earlier on in the relationship he probably would've pushed away and made a rude comment, but Stolas was happy to feel the imp hugging him back.

"Hey, Stols" Blitz greeted, not sure how he felt about being picked up like he was a child, "excited to see me, huh?"

Stolas chirped, "Of course! It's been far too long" he lead his boyfriend inside and kicked the front door closed behind him with his foot, "you've just been so busy lately, I didn't want to bother you too much."

"Hey, you're never a bother" Blitz assured, somewhat awkwardly. It wasn't very convincing, but he was trying, and Stolas understood that comforting wasn't one of his strong suits.

Stolas waved a hand, "Oh, it's quite alright, dearest, Moxxie sent me your schedule anyway, so I would know not to call text you while you were in the middle of a job" he blushed as he realized he was still holding Blitz. He cleared his throat and set him down awkwardly.

Blitz raised an eyebrow, pushing down the fluttery feeling in his chest that strangely wanted to be held again, "you and Moxxie talk? What did I expect. Buncha nerds."

"Well—just recently, we began to. He's a fun little guy" Stolas told him. He didn't even argue, because they were nerds, and they knew it well.

"Well, thank Satan for that, Moxxie definitely needs more friends" Blitz joked, "he's chronically lonely when he's away from Millie, I swear he doesn't know anyone outside of his wife and his work—anyway, what boring romcom did you have in mind to watch first, huh?"

Stolas blushed, "actually, I was asking Moxxie for some at home date ideas..."

"Oh, fuck" was Blitz's joking protest, "well this is either about to be boring or cheesy, so lay it on me."

"I was thinking we could cook dinner together tonight" Stolas told him.

"This is going to be a disaster!" Blitz groaned, but couldn't help the grin that crept up on his face.

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Dinner went a lot better than either of them had expected—despite the fact that Blitz was so much shorter than him and had to pull up a chair to reach the counter—they'd made a mess, sure, but cleaning it was also a part of the fun, and a simple way to pass the time while they waited for their food to finish cooking.

It tasted good too, which was a surprise, considering neither cooked often. Stolas had searched many recipes, and found a simple one to follow. Maybe they could get better at cooking together, Stolas thought. Blitz had seemed to enjoy it, anyway.

The rest of the night was spent watching movies and talking. Stolas caught Blitz getting into one of the romcoms, and teased him relentlessly for it. The night was going better than he had imagined, it was kind of shocking how smoothly everything was happening. They were both getting ready for bed now, brushing their teeth together, so he was positive that there was nothing either of them could do to ruin the night.

Stolas opened his medicine cabinet and grabbed four bottles, taking one pill out from each of them. Blitz side eyed him as he did so. He probably wasn't aware of his multitude of problems. To be fair, Stolas was sure his boyfriend had problems too, the only difference was that Blitz's were undiagnosed.

"Which one is this for? I can't even fucking read that word" Blitz said, squinting as he picked the bottle up, "in fact, it looks like five fake words all mashed together."

Stolas laughed, "these ones are sleeping pills for insomnia. I've always been a bit of a night owl" he joked.

"Never speak again" Blitz deadpanned, "you've been a dad for seventeen years, how are your jokes this shitty?"

Rolling his eyes playfully, Stolas popped his pills and swallowed them all at once, much to Blitz's horror, "Stols, what the fuck? One of those was the size of my hand!"

"You get used to it after a couple hundred years" Stolas told him, "Oh, my. I'm positively exhausted, and these are very good sleeping pills, so I don't think anything will be able to wake me up until morning. So don't cause a disaster, darling."

Blitz scoffed at that last comment, "Oh, please—nothing can wake you? What if I put my cold feet on your stomach?" Blitz questioned, smirking evilly.

Stolas hummed in thought for a moment, "Well, I may just have to end your life. Now come to bed with me, darling, or you'll be carrying me there."

Blitz snorted, "yeah, right. It'd be easier to just throw you into the bathtub and call it a night."

Stolas laughed as he dragged Blitz to bed, "you wouldn't" he slid under the covers, sighing with relief. He felt an ache begin stirring up in his bladder, but he had just laid down, and the bed was so warm and comforting. He was extremely tired, his bones felt heavy as his limbs sunk into the mattress. His eyes fluttered shut as Blitz whispered goodnight and kissed him on the cheek.

Blitz shyly curled up onto his chest, and Stolas wrapped his arms around him, deciding that he would just pee in the morning.

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Blitz awoke to a warm, wet feeling against his thigh. He was groggy as he sat up and noticed that Stolas had one leg wrapped around his body, and his arms wrapped around his neck. He was pulled into one of the best cuddles of his life, but he felt like he had woken up for a reason, so forced himself out of Stolas's hold. Wondering why he was wet, he shuffled out from underneath the blankets and turned on a lamp, the gentle glow illuminating the room just enough so that he could see what happened.

He took the blanket away from Stolas as gently as he could, and his heart dropped when he saw what had happened.

"Fuck" Blitz muttered to himself, "maybe I should have made him sleep in the bathtub after all" he assessed the damage, cringing. Stolas had wet the bed—like, a lot. He was completely soaked. His robe absorbed a lot of damage, but it had soaked through the material and onto the sheets.

He wasn't sure if this was a common occurrence or not. Maybe Stolas's body didn't wake him up to pee in the middle of the night because of the sleeping pills. He wasn't quite sure how to approach this tactfully, and he was pretty sure no matter how he handled it, there would be tears. Stolas got flustered and embarrassed so easily. It was usually cute, but he didn't want him to actually be upset.

He sighed, placing a hand on Stolas's shoulder and shaking him gently. He rubbed his eyes as he peered over to his phone. It was close to 4am.

"Birdie" Blitz whispered, shaking his boyfriend's shoulder a little harder when he didn't stir, "wake up."

Stolas shifted in his sleep, rolling over onto his stomach. He groaned, "stop...i'm tired" he mumbled under his breath, clearly still half asleep.

"No, hey, buddy, you had an accident" Blitz cringed as he said the words, "come on, we have to get you all cleaned up."

Stolas rubbed his eyes as he sat up in the bed, "I what..." he froze, his feathers standing up in alarm as he felt the wetness of his sheets. He blushed deeply, making panicked eye contact with Blitz, before averting his gaze and bringing his hands up to hide his face, "Oh, Blitzy..." he began, his eyes watering, "i'm so sorry! I have no idea why that happened, this—this has never happened before! I swear it!"

Blitz could practically hear the sob creeping up his lover's throat. He sounded devastated. Now that Blitz was thinking about it, Stolas hadn't used the bathroom before bed—or at all, really since he had gotten there. Maybe he had forgotten, or had been too distracted. So it made sense that he'd have an accident, especially while on sleeping pills. But now, he had to find a way to comfort, and quickly before his silence reduced Stolas to tears.

"Hey, feathers, it's all cool here. I'm not judging you" Blitz told him sincerely. He was totally going to tease him later, but he would definitely give it at least three days. Maybe four, if he was feeling generous, "don't sweat it, just—come on, why don't you let me help you? No need to get all worked up."

Stolas wiped his eyes, "you aren't...disgusted? I haven't, have-haven't ruined anything?" He sniffled. That couldn't be right—he had just wet the bed like a child, and Blitz was still there, comforting him? Offering to help clean him up? And at such an early hour, too?

"Of course not, Stols, I love you, wet bed or not" he told him, "besides, you'd know if I was genuinely disgusted, especially since you got it on me—"

"I what?!" Stolas exclaimed

Blitz's eyes widened, "shit—no, fuck—babe, look, let's just take a quick shower, alright? We can talk about it if you want to, but if you don't then that's fine too, let's just clean up here and if we're still tired later, we can sleep in late today, alright?"

Stolas fanned his eyes, nodding rapidly as he tried to calm himself. He had peed on Blitz. And he still wasn't upset or disgusted. He'd really hit the jackpot in the caring boyfriend department.

"Okay, here's what we're gonna do" Blitz stood up, kissing Stolas on the top of his head, "leave your wet robe on the bed, and i'll leave mine too because I sweat like a bitch anyway. I'll get the shower water heated up and a couple towels, okay? Then i'll come strip the bed, throw this stuff in the wash and join you with clean clothes, okay?" He questioned, easily taking control of the situation. Stolas just looked so upset, it was breaking his heart.

Stolas simply nodded, "thank you, Blitz..." he mumbled, clearly humiliated.

"Anything for you, Birdie. Now come on, get naked! I'll start the shower, super fast rinse and wash, then i'll dry your fur so quick you'll never even know you were wet at all!" Blitz told him, jumping off the bed to go start the shower. Stolas looked after him, his eyes fond and his heart full. He was the luckiest demon in hell, that was for sure.

When all was said and done, they slid back underneath the covers, clean, warm and positively exhausted. Stolas wrapped Blitz in a hug, and kissed him sweetly in the dark of his bedroom, "thank you for everything, darling. I love you."

Blitz nuzzled into his chest, "I love you too, Stols. We'll talk more tomorrow, yeah?"

Stolas agreed, and they fell asleep in each other's gentle embrace.

A/n did i cook???

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