When I saw Blitzø dancing in Sinsmas, I could only think that someone had taught him. And obviously, for me, that person was Tilla, his sweet mother.
I hope we can see more of her in season 3.
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Lucifer and Blitzø are in the Hazbin Hotel library, in their pajamas, dancing slowly.
"I didn't imagine you were such a good dancer," Lucifer says softly as Blitzø spins him around.
"Yes, well..." Blitzø sighs, then smiles wistfully. "My mom was a really good dancer. And I always loved watching her," he says as they slowly twirl around the room. "She always said that dancing was a way to connect with your partner."
Blitzø places his hands on Lucifer's shoulders and lets him guide him. "So... when I discovered I was in love with Fizz, well..." he takes a deep breath, "I asked she to teach me."
Lucifer smiles sadly at the pain in Blitzø's eyes. "Sounds like she was an excellent woman."
"Yes, she was." They both stop dancing. "Damn, I miss her so much." Blitzø sobs and Lucifer hugs him, resting Blitzø's head on his shoulder.
Lucifer sighs sadly and rests his cheek against the side of Blitzø's head, hugging him tighter.
After a few minutes, Blitzø pulls away from the hug, calmer. "Damn, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry like that."
Lucifer shakes his head and places his hands on Blitzø's cheeks, wiping away the remaining tears. "Don't apologize for that, it's good to cry. Especially for the people you love." Lucifer looks away, lost in thought.
Blitzø presses his lips together and lowers his gaze, grabbing Lucifer's wrists. He sighs and looks up with a gentle smile. "It's rare for me to say this, but... I'm glad I met you, Luci."
Lucifer snaps out of his daze at those words and looks at Blitzø. He frees his wrists and takes Blitzø's hands tenderly. "I'm glad to have met you too." He smiles and hugs Blitzø tightly, knocking them both to the floor.
The two stared at each other, lying on the floor, and began to laugh loudly, unaware that they were being watched from the library doorway.
Loona and Charlie looked at each other and smiled, closing the door and leaving their parents in their happy world.
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I started writing something for Valentine's Day, but I admit I got stuck at the beginning. I don't know how to continue.
Then this little scene came to me as inspiration, and I decided to take a break from the other thing.
I admire writers, truly; writing is so difficult.
