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A Match Made in Heaven

complete ☀︎ | AO3

Lonashipping Week | Day 4: Tight Space

It was straight out of a movie.

Stumbling college students being far too loud. Bass turned up so high the walls of Gladion’s house shook. But the sound of ping pong balls on tables, cheers of encouragement, and alcohol being downed couldn’t compete with the rattling of the glass bottle. Round and round it went, Moon’s eyes glued to the container as if her life depended on it. Every snicker, every whisper, every snide comment lost on her ears.

This was an event that would either live in infamy or be one for the ages.

And one Moon wouldn’t live down no matter the result.

The glass beginning to slow. Her breath bated.

She didn’t want to admit it—but she had her heart set on where that glass would stop.

It passes Hau, a sigh of relief.

Lillie, who just giggled.

Ilima, looking surprisingly disappointed.

Mallow, watching knowingly.

Kiawe, bored.

Sophocles, a nervous wreck.

Sun, zoned out.

And then it clamored to a halt, gasps filling the small room. Lillie and Hau smiling. Mallow’s small squeal. Ilima’s groan. Her eyes followed the line of vision of the glass and Moon swore Arceus was on her side.

Or at least, partially.

Because even if fate decreed it; Gladion was last person who would ever want to kiss her.

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