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daegudrama · 1 year ago

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Title: Route 613

Pairing: Reader/Namjoon, Reader/Yoongi, Reader/Vmin

Summary: Reader wants to be the very best Pokémon trainer there ever was. Her first stop in that journey is Paldea University home to a myriad of higher education. Still working to get over her ex boyfriend, Yoongi, reader forms new connections while making a few questionable decisions along the way. Each battle bringing her closer to the glory she's always dreamed of. Will she succeed in becoming champion or will outside forces stop her from achieving her goal?

Word Count: 8.5K

Disclaimer: Real life ages mean nothing in this fic. Refer here for ages and my shitty graphics

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Chapter 2

Hiyyih holds up a long red dress with a flowy skirt and rose detailing on the bodice turning towards you with an excited smile. She has been pulling more dresses for you than for herself. Her style is too different from what she thinks will look good on you. Even though you think she could put on any dress in this place and still look amazing.

The shop is fairly empty on this early Friday evening. Just a few customers browsing the racks of beautiful dresses. Hiyyih happily agreed to come with you saying she was in need of a new dress too. Professor Oak has invited her as well as a number of other students to attend the fall benefit. Seeing and interacting with the students the donors will help might encourage them to be more generous. At least that’s what Professor Oak thinks. He must know what he's talking about to have gotten this far.

“I like that one, but let's find something for you.”

You browse racks looking for darker colors to fit Hiyyih’s aesthetic. She has attended events like this one before, but didn’t think she would need this kind of dress at school. Who would’ve thought Professor Oak would end up here helping better the university? Dressing formally and trying to catch the attention of researchers certainly was not something you thought you would have to do here.

Ten minutes later each of you have three dresses to try on. You aren’t thrilled with the first two when you see them on and you can tell Hiyyih agrees even when she says you look great. The last option is a burgundy floor length gown made of velour fabric with sequins that give it just the slightest shimmer. It has short off the shoulder sleeves with a boat style neckline that accentuates all the right places.

“Y/N, you have to get this one!” Hiyyih says, a serious look on her face. “No one is going to be able to keep their eyes off you.”

Your cheeks flush as you take in her words trying to believe she’s being genuine. Looking at yourself in the mirror you feel giddy with excitement. Confidence rushes through you while you spin loving the way the fabric swishes around you.

Hiyyih walks into the dressing room to try on her first gown as you continue to smile at yourself in the mirror. You are thankful for the chance to get dressed up with reason. What you aren’t sure of is if the other members of the Oak’s Club are looking forward to it as much as you are. Jimin was the only one who looked interested when Professor Oak mentioned the dress code. He promised to make sure the other guys were properly dressed when the two of you had a moment alone.

“Oh, Hiyyih!” Your eyes turn to your friend as she steps out in a floor length black gown with a plunging v-neck. The intricate beading and cut of the bodice remind you of feathers in a way. The detail continues down past her hips into the flowy skirt. “Absolutely, stunning.”

“You don’t think it’s too much?” She asks looking over her shoulder to see the back of the dress in the mirror.

“Not at all.” You reply, pulling out your phone to snap a picture of the two of you together.

“This was a lot easier than I thought.” She says heading back to the changing room. You head to the other changing room reluctantly taking off the dress and redressing in your clothes. Hiyyih meets you at the cash register. “Do you want to take these back to the dorm then come back down? There’s still an hour until we meet the guys.”

“Yeah, let's do that.”

Hiyyih happily leads the way once you’ve both paid. You glance to the side at her while she starts telling you about her aunt’s dress shop back home. This is one of the first times she’s bought a dress because usually her aunt makes them for her. Around you the streets you are becoming familiar with are dimming with the setting of the sun.

Every day this week you’ve spent time with Hiyyih and the two of you are quickly realizing how similar you are despite growing up on opposite sides of the region. There’s a deep level of understanding that makes you feel like you’ve known her for years rather than days.

You join Hiyyih in her room to finish getting ready for your group dinner. Namjoon was adamant that you have to try this pho place he frequents. Apparently it’s the best he’s ever had. You think he felt weird asking you to come with just him so it turned into a group outing. Namjoon, Jimin, Chaewon and her girlfriend are also supposed to attend.

“Remember how I told you I asked my sister if she could come to the benefit?” Hiyyih asks, coating her lashes in mascara. You nod your head remembering she mentioned it a few days ago when the two of you were looking for trainers to battle in the woods. “Unfortunately, Lea already had a prior schedule that day. But she’s going to talk about it on her livestream tonight.”

“Really? That’s amazing! Your sister has followers all over the world.”

Professor Oak and the research professors here will be thrilled to see one of their alumni helping such a cause. Lea has nearly two million followers on her main streaming platform and runs a bakery in her hometown focused on pokemon health and strength foods. In most of her live streams she is talking about pokémon health and foods that can help make your pokémon stronger. There are different ways she teaches this information. She’s fond of baking lives where viewers can watch her make things for the shop live. Sometimes she does sort of lecture style lives where she talks about specific topics. On rare occasions she’ll do Q&As but usually her inbox gets flooded with questions about her brother so it’s been quite some time since you’ve seen one of those.

“You know you’re one of the only people that hasn’t brought my siblings up to me since I got here?” She closes her mascara tube as she speaks looking at you over her shoulder. Her face holds just a hint of annoyance but you know it’s not directed towards you at this moment. “It’s such a small thing, but you make me feel like I’m my own person and not just my name.”

You walk closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder in comfort. She leans into the touch silently. It must be extremely annoying to only be asked about Kai and Lea every single day of her life. To some extent you know how she feels. Most people only ever ask you about your parents then about yourself as some kind of afterthought.

“The way I see it, if you want to talk about them you will. I like you for you, not for any connection you have. I would rather talk about the person right here in front of me than the guy I’m going to beat this spring.”

A genuine belly laugh sounds through the air and her eyes crinkle as she looks back at you. She doesn’t say anything for a moment but you know she’s not laughing at your ambition. Some part of you feels like she wants someone to beat her brother.

“You or me,” She says standing up from her desk with a confident smile. “one of us is going to get there.”

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When you and Hiyyih arrive at the restaurant the others are already seated towards the back. Three seats at the long table are available to the right of Chaewon. They greet you while you sit down looking for a menu. Namjoon hands you one before you can ask and your eyes glance over the options.

“This is my girlfriend Yunjin.” Chaewon gestures to the pretty girl sitting beside her as she speaks.

Chaewon has mentioned her a few times. It's obvious how deeply she loves her by the way her eyes light up. Will you ever find a love that makes you feel that way again? For so much of your life you were sure Yoongi was your end all be all, but that’s no longer the reality.

“It's so nice to meet you! Chae has been talking about you a lot but I’ve been too busy to hang out this week.” Yunjin smiles looking around the table. Her features are soft giving her a sort of angelic look.

You read over the menu during the lull in conversation trying to find something special to try. This place does look quite good.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” Jimin asks a few moments later, folding his hands on the table in front of him.

“We both found beautiful dresses.” Hiyyih says and you nod along confirming what she’s saying. “You aren’t allowed to see them until the benefit though.”

Jimin’s lips fall into a pout and Namjoon looks as if he’s trying to imagine what the two of you could’ve chosen. Not even the photos on your Instagram would make someone think you would pick the style you did. The color especially is not something you would normally wear.

“Seriously, don’t show us what you are wearing either. It’ll be a fun little surprise!” You perk up loving the idea of seeing your new found friends dressed in their best clothes.

The waitress comes to take orders a few minutes later and you order the first thing that looks good on the menu because you hadn’t made a decision when Jimin started talking.

Before you can start another conversation a different waitress approaches with a pitcher of what looks like beer. Jimin quickly confirms your suspicion.

“I thought we could have a few drinks to celebrate the end of your very first week of college.”

Hiyyih takes charge pouring drinks for everyone before sipping her own drink. This beer has a lingering fruity taste that you quite like. Yunjin compliments Jimin’s choice, telling him some history about the company that makes it.

You settle in listening to the conversation more than you are engaging in it. The atmosphere is calm, their topics are interesting and you are enjoying your drink.

Namjoon was not exaggerating when he said this place was incredible. The powerful flavor makes your stomach happy and your heart warm.

As you continue to drink you join the conversation telling them about the first time you got drunk. It was a few years ago when both you and Yoongi’s parents were away at the same time. The two of you ended up vomiting on the beach before falling asleep in the sand.

“Namjoon, are you watching Lea’s live?” Hiyyih says, looking over his shoulder on her way back from the restroom.

His face turns red and he quickly puts his phone away like he’s been caught doing something embarrassing. You guess being caught by the younger sibling of the person you are watching could be kind of embarrassing.

“She’s a very talented woman.” Namjoon replies after regaining his composure. “I never miss her livestreams.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Hiyyih says cryptically, resuming her place next to you and taking a long pull of her beer.

The topic shifts back to the first time you were drunk. Jimin tells the group about a party he went to in high school. His friends begged him to come and he got so drunk he made out with two different people before passing out on the couch.

“Two people in one night?” Chaewon questions with a look of pure shock. “Are you a player?”

You laugh wondering if Chaewon always boldly asks things like this or if her alcohol consumption has something to do with it.

“People can call me what they want. At the end of the night I’m never lonely.”

“That’s a pretty average Friday night for him. Last year there was this party where…let’s just say I lost Jimin for a while then found him in a compromising position twenty minutes later.” Namjoon remarks, shrugging his shoulders.

“You said you didn’t see anything!” Jimin hisses before covering his face with both of his hands.

“I saw your whole ass.” Namjoon deadpans and the table erupts with laughter.

Stopping yourself from imagining his bare ass is harder than you would like to admit. You’d be lying if you said you haven’t peeked at the way his jeans hug his ass. It doesn’t help that Jimin is naturally flirty and has pillowy lips. You squeeze your eyes shut trying to clear your mind and take a sip of water.

“What about you Namjoon?” Yunjin asks, taking a bite once she’s spoken.

“The first time I got drunk was with my ex-boyfriend during my last year of high school. While we were watching a movie we drank a lot of razzberry wine, then my ex led me outside. He wouldn’t tell me where he was taking me.” He pauses to take a sip of his drink before continuing. He is licking at the corner of his mouth where some beer has dribbled. “Somehow this man gained access to Silph Co. Headquarters and thought then would be a great time to go on the roof so we could look over the city. It was beautiful up there but we did get scolded by the security. They let us off after we beat them in a two v two pokemon battle.”

Your mind is loaded with new information about Namjoon. Firstly, he likes boys and dated one for long enough to get into some shenanigans. A few questions that you don’t ask are fluttering through your mind. It’s not your business whether he only likes men. If he wants you to know that kind of information he’d tell you. Secondly and more importantly, he’s good enough at battling pokemon that he can beat security guards. Typically security guards for a place like that would have strong well trained pokemon.

“You battle?” You find yourself asking thankful your stupid mouth didn’t run before your brain.

“Only in specific situations. My pokemon aren’t weak, I just prefer to only use them like that when absolutely necessary.” Namjoon says with a serious look crossing his face for a minute before falling back into a relaxed smile.

Chaewon asks more about where Jimin is from and he happily speaks about where he grew up. Several minutes into that conversation they are interrupted when Yunjin’s eyes catch someone you don’t want to see.

“Yoongi?” Yunjin says and you follow her eyes to see your ex boyfriend being guided by a waiter to an empty table. Yoongi looks surprised that she’s calling out for him. Chaewon gives her an elbow to the ribs but she doesn’t take the hint. “You should join us!”

Why does your chest fill with dread so quickly? How can the person who was once your everything make you feel this way? At the same time you want to talk to him because you miss him no matter the pain you feel. Is that you or the incoming buzz talking?

“Are you sure?” Yoongi says, looking at everyone except you, like he knows he isn’t welcomed by you.

Your friends shrug not knowing the severity of discomfort this could cause you. It’s not in your nature to exclude people so you don’t fight when he sits beside Hiyyih. If she will be welcoming is out of your realm of knowledge. She knows you’re exes but not quite all of the story behind how you broke up.

Yunjin explains how they met in class. Apparently, Yoongi isn’t being as cold to her considering how brightly she’s speaking of him. After only a week she seems to be picking up on things about him that are hard to catch. Jealousy flutters through you.

Jimin pulls your focus away from Yoongi for a moment but you notice him speaking to a waitress. It’s almost infuriating how easily your ex boyfriend slides into the conversation. It makes sense he was once your best friend. Why wouldn’t he get along with your new friends?

“Oh, we’ve been there!” Yoongi says, gesturing towards you as Jimin talks about Goldenrod City. He was talking about the massive department store there that seemingly had every item you could ever need. “Our parents were researching in the area…what was it two years ago?”

“We were sixteen and left mostly unattended and we got into a little bit of trouble. They let us into a bar and we took way too many shots.”

A real smile crosses your face as you remember the messy kisses and soul warming dancing. It was on that trip that Yoongi confessed he saw you as more than just his best friend. Something you had been waiting years to hear. Under the bright light of the moon next to the ocean the two of you shared the first of many kisses. These memories are tinged in sadness now knowing you can never trust him like you once did. Even if you let him explain, a part of you will always worry he will leave with no explanation again.

Yoongi continues speaking about your time in Johto without giving details about your relationship. He’s saying so much that you wouldn’t have spoken about. All of your important memories in Johto are deeply intertwined with Yoongi. Sure you visited restaurants and stores, but you remember the way his fingers felt laced through yours as you walked along the dock. You remember the kiss he pressed to your forehead before dinner, with both his and your parents, promising he didn’t care if you waited to tell them about your changed relationship status.

You are pulled away from your thoughts when the waitress sets a pinap berry cider in front of you. This delicious beverage has been your go to for nearly a year. Yoongi used to go to extreme lengths to secure it for you even when he wasn’t yet old enough to buy it.

Hiyyih raises an eyebrow silently asking you what’s going on. Yoongi looks pleased with himself but only subtly. If you didn’t know him so well you wouldn’t be able to tell. He doesn’t do these kinds of things for gratitude, it’s how he shows he cares.

“Did you order that?” Namjoon asks, wondering how he could have missed that with you right in front of him.

All eyes at the table turn curiously to what Namjoon is asking about. You take a sip of the drink savoring the sweet flavor that coats your tongue. You hate that Yoongi knows you this well. He knows you would rather drink this if it’s available. Even after leaving you with no explanation he comes back caring for you just like he used to.

“It’s her favorite.” Yoongi says before downing the rest of his drink.

Namjoon’s face is unreadable, but the rest of them seem to find this situation cute. You aren’t so sure how you feel. Letting him creep back into your heart is surely not the best option.

“Y’all are so cute together.” Yunjin says, flicking her eyes between you and Yoongi. An awkward silence falls over the table and Chaewon is reaching to cut her off when she continues. “Did you ever-”

You bolt up, not wanting to hear the end of that sentence, feigning sickness as you run to the restroom. Behind the closed door you take a deep breath and form a plan to get away from this dinner as soon as possible. They don’t know your drinking habits. For all they know you are actually sick.

The door creaks open and Hiyyih appears with a concerned look wrinkling her brow. She lays a hand on your shoulder looking at you in the mirror before she speaks.

“Are you alright?” Her voice is soft like she doesn’t want anyone to accidentally overhear.

“I’m good, I just need to get out of here. Being around Yoongi is too much.” You take a deep breath steadying yourself on the sink in front of you.

“Okay, lean up against me and pretend you are having trouble walking. I’ll talk for you and we can go home.”

You pull her into a quick hug before doing exactly what she said. You sling an arm around her shoulder and droop your eyes to perfect the illusion. You thank her as you put more of your weight into her side.

“You’re the best.”

Hiyyih guides you back towards the table where everyone is wearing matching concerned expressions, except Yoongi who you know isn’t buying this. Yunjin looks upset with herself and your slightly intoxicated brain thinks she should be. Sure, she didn’t know any better but it was still weird. How can she pick up on small things about him but not know about you? Are you that unimportant to Yoongi now?

“I think she had a little too much to drink.” Hiyyih says with a sheepish smile. “I’m going to take her back to her dorm. We’ll see you later.”

No one protests, probably thinking it’s best for you to go home before you puke all over the table. Jimin looks wary but remains in his seat.

The act continues until you are far out of sight of the restaurant. You straighten up giggling at the effort you just put into escaping that situation. Hiyyih is a real one for helping you without question. She waits until both of you are sitting on your couch, cozy in your dorm, before speaking about anything meaningful.

“So, what’s the deal with Yoongi? I know you said he’s your ex, but things are obviously not amicable.”

It’s a minute before you respond trying to gauge just how much you want to share with her. In the end the why is quite simple. Maybe if you were a little more sober you wouldn’t share this with someone you met so recently. Somehow, you think she will understand how you feel about this.

“We were childhood best friends who did everything together. He’s been my only real competition all my life. He challenged me but was always there to lift me up when I fell. We started dating when we were sixteen. It was on that trip he was talking about that we finally confessed our true feelings to each other.”

You pause, taking a deep breath as Hiyyih listens. You let everything out, feeling tears of frustration pool in your eyes. It’s okay for you to feel this way. It does not make you weak.

“We were together from that day until a random day in March when he broke up with me over text then left the region. Obviously, I was really worried when he didn’t return any of my messages. I went to his house and talked to his mom, but all she would tell me was that he had to leave. She said that he was okay, but that didn’t stop me from spending the next few months worrying about him. Yoongi has never been the kind of person that ignores me even when he’s upset with me. He came home for graduation but didn’t speak to me. He wouldn’t come to the door when I came to his house, and as soon as he could he left again. Then he shows up here and is in the same club as me and suddenly wants to speak to me. It’s too much. I’ve spent all summer trying to forget the feelings I have for him, but no matter how hard I try I can’t escape him.”

Hiyyih takes a moment to digest what you’ve just told her. This is a lot of information to just drop on someone. She pushes a piece of her hair away from her face before looking you in the eye. She cuts right to the chase not beating around the bush saying how hard that must’ve been for you.

“Do you want closure?”

Damn, you haven’t even known her for a full two weeks and she already knows what question you need to be asked. For most of the summer you convinced yourself that you didn’t need closure because you thought the chances of you ever getting it were miniscule. Wishing for an explanation only felt like you were further deluding yourself.

“I want my best friend back. He was the person I ran to whenever I was excited or sad, but he’s only going to make excuses for what he did.” Your head falls against the back of the couch as you release a loud sigh. “Even if there is a good reason I can never trust him the same.”

“I’m not saying you have to go talk to him right now, but it might be helpful eventually. It’s better to live without regret or wonder.”

After a moment of contemplation you get up and get water from your mini fridge.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” You ask looking over your shoulder after taking a drink of the water.

Hopefully, this will distract you. Hiyyih nods tell you she’ll be right back without further elaboration. Several minutes later you hear a knock on your door after changing into your pajamas.

Hiyyih is standing outside your door with a big bowl of popcorn and two bottles of soju. You take the bowl from her hands and walk back to the couch.

Once settled on the couch the two of you decide on a movie. You and Hiyyih get far drunker than you intended and end up giggling on your bed together once the movie is over.

“Then Kai walked around the corner and I thought for sure he was going to beat Riki up, thankfully Kai is not a very fast runner.”

She’s sharing the story of her first kiss in great detail when your phone buzzes against your hip. You unlock your phone and see a message for Namjoon.

Namjoon: I left some snacks outside your door. You’re probably sleeping by now so I didn't knock. See you tomorrow y/n

The impulsive part of your brain wants to jump up and thank him before he makes it out of your building. You decide against that since you are supposed to be sick and what if he misinterprets your drunken excitement?

“Namjoon brought me snacks.” You say almost like a question rereading the words on the screen several times.

“That’s so cute. I knew he was a softie.” Hiyyih says with wide eyes. Then continues in a different tone. One that is almost teasing. “You have him worried about you.”

You roll your eyes as you get up, almost falling over. Hiyyih follows you to the door where you open it as quietly as possible. A small wicker basket sits in front of your door filled with your favorite snacks. The handle is wrapped with a dark green handkerchief. You bring it inside wondering how he knew exactly what you’d like. Only one or two of these things have been mentioned in front of him, but packages of your favorite candies are neatly placed in front of your favorite chips. Did he ask Yoongi? Is he some kind of sorcerer that has mapped out the taste buds on your tongue without you knowing? You pull out one of the bags of candy and see Spark’s favorite canned food at the bottom of the basket.

Namjoon must’ve asked Yoongi because no one else would know the very specific food Spark likes. He is quite picky when it comes to canned food and this one can be hard to find. Yoongi would know where to find it because his Whooper, Sugar, also likes this one.

You are almost more surprised that Yoongi told him this than the fact that Namjoon made the effort to do this for you. Him going out of his way to make your night just a little bit better fills your heart with happiness.

“Oh my god!” Hiyyih exclaims picking up the pokemon food. “This is the only flavor Kepi will eat. He hates all the other ones. It’s a struggle to get him to eat anything Lea didn’t make.”

After asking if it’s okay Hiyyih releases her Pachirishu, Kepi, and you release Spark. You find a suitable dish and open the can, pouring the contents into the dish before setting it on the floor. The two pokemon happily share the meal as you ask Hiyyih about her sister’s food.

You learn her sister’s pokemon food can be found at the pokemon center here in Mesagoza. Hiyyih is grateful her sister was able to expand her business fairly recently. In a sense Hiyyih’s pokemon team is incredibly spoiled, but it’s made them stronger.

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In the morning you wake up to the scent of a floral shampoo under your nose. Your head pounds when you open your eyes to find Hiyyih’s back cuddled against you. Bright light is streaming into the room from the open curtains.

A half asleep groan leaves Hiyyih’s mouth when you pull away. She stretches her stiff muscles with eyes still closed. Once you’ve made it off the bed you search for a hangover cure in your medicine cabinet. You pour two glasses of water and bring the bottle of headache relief over to Hiyyih who is holding her head in her hands. She gladly accepts and chugs the water after swallowing the pill.

A buzz sounds from somewhere in your blankets and Hiyyih helps you find it. When you unlock your phone you see a few texts. There is one from your mom, one from Jimin, and one from Chaewon. Your mom just wants to know how you are doing and some part of you thinks you shouldn’t tell her that you are massively hungover. Jimin is wondering if you survived the night and Chaewon is apologizing on behalf of her girlfriend for making things awkward.

After assuring Jimin you are alive you ask if he wants to get breakfast. While you wait for his reply you answer Chaewon assuring her that it’s okay because Yunjin had no idea. Sure, she could have not said you and Yoongi were cute together, but she couldn’t have possibly known how that would make you feel.

“Are you going to respond to Namjoon?” Hiyyih asks, unlocking her own phone to find several texts from the Huening sibling group chat.

“Thanks for the reminder.” You say opening your message thread with Namjoon.

After what is probably too much consideration for the situation you send a simple text.

You: thank you for the snacks! Spark and I really enjoyed them 😊

Jimin hasn’t answered so you get up heading for the shower. Hiyyih leaves to clean herself up as well, promising to meet up for breakfast afterwards. The two of you will probably end up going to the dining hall. If you venture back into town you might get distracted and you have homework to finish and pokemon to train.

The shower does wonders to make you feel less disgusting. The last time you got this drunk was the week after Yoongi left when you started to accepted he wasn’t coming back anytime soon. That time was a lot messier, ending with your cousin holding your hair back as you puked into your mom’s tulips at the back of the house. Your parents barely punished you because they could tell how distraught you were by the situation.

Jimin texts you back once you get out of the shower suggesting brunch in an hour. He adds that Namjoon is coming too. You decide to use this time to make cookies in the communal kitchen on the first floor. Making cookies, even if it's with premade dough, has always been something you like to do. Your mom made sure you had some before she went back home and you are grateful. It’s a calming task that gives you time to think.

The cookies are done well before you leave for the dining hall. You line Namjoon’s basket with a piece of fabric and carefully arrange the cookies inside. With the fabric covering them you hope they will stay warm long enough for you to meet up with your friends.

Pixie, your Azurill, follows closely behind you as you walk with the basket on your arm. Earlier this week you decided Pixie was the name for her after hearing someone say the word in the library. She cuddled into your leg when you called her by that name for the first time. You can feel a bond forming with your new pokemon already. This is all you’ve ever wanted. You are so excited it’s finally happening.

Jimin and Namjoon look surprised when you unveil the cookies. Hiyyih raises an eyebrow but doesn’t stay much, instead reaching for a cookie. A soft smile is playing on Namjoon’s face that shows off his deep dimples. What would he do if you reached out and poked your finger into his cheek crater?

You leave Namjoon with the remainder of the cookies and his basket when the four of you have finished eating. You head off for a training session by yourself. Lying in bed won’t help this hangover so you may as well do something productive. Besides, you need to spend more time with your pokemon.

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Professor Oak preps you and the boys for the Fall Benefit by giving you a list of questions donors might be interested in knowing the answer to. He thinks hearing it from the students will make them more generous. The students are the ones who will be using the equipment most. You look over the list one more time as you are putting the final touches on your makeup for the evening. Deciding to go for a softer makeup look was an easy decision when you want to give full attention to your beautiful dress.

Chaewon, Yunjin and Hiyyih are sitting in various places around your dorm also getting ready. You’ve briefed them on some of the questions even though they are mostly meant for the Oak’s Club members.

You thought it would be more fun to get ready with your girls and you were right. This is such a nice change from back when most of your days were spent primarily with Yoongi.

Hiyyih is singing along to the song playing over the speaker as she brushes blush onto her cheeks. Chaewon presses a kiss to the top of Yunjin’s head while she’s putting on earrings. Each of them look absolutely stunning in floor length gowns with carefully styled hair and makeup.

“Let’s go take pictures in front of the statue!” Yunjin suggests a few minutes later when she sees everyone is ready.

The rest of the girls happily agree walking towards the door to put on shoes and you follow close behind. It will be nice to get pictures before you are surely swept away to stay with the Oak’s Club all night long.

Chilly air hits you as you step outside of your dorm building and walk towards the Uxie statue in the courtyard. Another student you recognize from your Battle Strategy class walks by and you call out to him.

“Jungkook!” You say waving your hand at him. He turns around and his eyes flick up and down your body. His doe eyes crinkle at the corners when he realizes who is calling for him. “Do you mind taking a few photos for us?”

“Of course!” Jungkook says taking your phone and lining up the best shot. “The four of you look really nice. I’m not sure how the researchers are going to be able to focus.”

This brings a cascade of laughter from you and the girls. He starts snapping pictures and instructs you on some poses. Jungkook takes every combination of photos he can between the four of you, switching phones a few times. Fifteen minutes later Jungkook’s cheeks are red as the four of you circle around him to make sure the pictures turned out well. It seems your classmate is not just good at finding the strengths in seemingly weak pokemon, but capturing the best angle as well.

“Thank you so much. See you in class!” Chaewon says when you are satisfied with the results and ready to head to the ballroom on the other side of campus.

“I can’t wait to meet your mom.” Hiyyih says, clinging to your arm as you walk.

The inside of the ballroom is decorated with tasteful fall colors with a gourd gracing each table. Your eyes sweep the room looking for the other members of the Oak’s club. Namjoon, Jimin and Yoongi are standing on the other side of the room, but they look breathtaking even from here. Hiyyih tugs you towards them with a bright smile.

The boys are wearing simple black suits styled differently. Something about seeing them dress so nicely makes your stomach flutter. Each of them is so handsome, even if you would rather not admit you still find your ex boyfriend attractive. They are so put together and radiating a different kind of charm than you feel on everyday encounters with them.

Namjoon and Jimin’s jaws slack when they spot you. They share a glance then look back at you with eyes sweeping up and down your form. Yoongi doesn’t look quite so shocked having already seen you dressed like this before and dressed in far less. There is a look glazing his eyes that you can’t quite interpret. Is he thinking of how stupid he was to let you go? This dress is boosting your confidence in a way you didn’t think it would.

Jimin is wearing a white dress shirt underneath his three piece suit with a tie that is very close in color to your dress. He has a silver watch on his wrist and small silver earrings dangling from his ears. Namjoon is wearing a turtleneck that gives him a sophisticated air. You’d be lying if you said the way both these men have their hair styled off their forehead didn’t make them more attractive to you. Lastly, your eyes settle on Yoongi seeing he’s forgone wearing a tie deciding on just the black suit with a white dress shirt. He’s fiddling with his cufflink when you tear your eyes away.

“Y/N you look gorgeous.” Jimin says moving closer to you and softly pushing a lock of your hair away from your face.

His soft fingers graze your cheek pulling your heart into a pounding rhythm. Just as soon as he’s touched you he slips away.

Namjoon grabs his other wrist effectively making him withdraw. Yoongi looks between you and the other two boys like he can’t understand what just happened. You aren’t sure you understand yourself. Before you can think too deeply about it someone taps your shoulder and you turn to see your mom.

“Hi!” You say your voice turning high pitched in your excitement as you wrap your arms around your mom.

“Oh, I missed you.” Your mom whispers in your ear before pulling away slightly. “Introduce me to your friends!”

The next several minutes are spent introducing your mom to all of your new friends. More people are making their way inside the ballroom and Namjoon only holds out on research questions for a few minutes. Professor Oak is wandering around the room speaking to his colleagues about the greatness of your school.

It’s not until after dinner that Professor Oak gathers his club to parade around and introduce you to notable attendees. There is a professional photographer snapping pictures around the room. Professor Oak is sure to get several shots of his club together. Your mom tags along boasting achievements for you and Yoongi to every person that stops to speak with you. It’s nice to spend time with her after being on your own for the last few weeks. Her presence and arm threaded through yours is comforting.

After about 45 minutes you break free taking a breather from the many conversations about the science of pokemon. Jimin clings to Taehyung, who’s father you learn is an actor who has made a sizable donation tonight. Taehyung looks handsome in a way that could ruin lives. If he asks for something you aren’t sure you’d be able to say no easily. There is an air of confidence around him and it’s easy to tell he’s very comfortable dressed how he is.

Mom joins you in an area with fewer people and gives the side of your head a stroke. Her expression is soft but you can see the pride she’s holding in her eyes. Going to this school is at the top of the list of all the things she’s ever wanted for you.

“You know you can call me if things get hard, right?”

This makes your heart ache. What makes her think you wouldn’t reach out if you need her? You’ve always been close with your mom. Doing things with your mom and spending time with her was all that got you through the summer.

“Of course, Mom.” You say feeling genuinely okay and happy with how the night is going. Sure, things with Yoongi have not been easy on you but it hasn’t been bad enough that you needed your mom. Learning to cope on your own is healthy. Mom doesn’t need to know everything all the time. “I like it here. It’s helping me discover a whole new stronger me.”

“I knew you’d like it here.” She says, then raises an eyebrow in a way that makes you sure she is about to ask about boys. “So, has anyone caught your eye? That Namjoon boy has been looking over to you an awful lot tonight.”

“Mooooom!” You whine, nudging her ribs with your elbow. “It’s not like that. You are just imagining it.”

“Okay, whatever you say, sweetie.”

Before you can protest more your mom is swept away by the many students that want to speak with her. This is something you’ve become used to over the years. Everyone wants to pick your mom’s fascinating brain.

Most of your evening after that is spent speaking to guests. Hiyyih joins you and stays close by engaging with whoever will listen to her. Which is a lot of people because of her last name. You wish they were listening to her because of her brilliant mind and not because of Kai. Question after question is answered until you think you might pass out if you have to talk about the research equipment you will never use one more time.

There is a stretch of time after that where Jimin, Namjoon and Taehyung join you. They each have a drink in their hand and standing close to them you can tell they have a buzz going. There is the slightest smell of alcohol breaking through the scent of each of their colognes. The conversation stays appropriate for the environment you’re in. Professor Oak would not want the wrong ears to hear the night's prized jewels speaking like they were just a few nights ago at dinner. Jimin is talking about the different types of Combees when you decide it’s time for a drink.

Standing next to the bar without a drink in your hand yet, Yoongi's mom finally approaches you. She looks elegant as ever with a tired smile on her face. You aren’t sure how you feel about talking to her, but you were sure she would want to. It wasn’t something you thought you would need to do again. You didn’t think you would be attending these kinds of events anytime soon. This woman helped raise you in so many ways now you don’t even want to look her in the eye. She gives you a side hug that you return hesitantly.

“How are you doing, Y/N?” She asks and when you don’t say anything for a moment she asks another question. “Yoongi’s not giving you a hard time is he?”

Of all the things to ask. Has Yoongi been telling her his own version of how things are going? You wouldn’t say he’s been giving you a hard time, but it hasn’t been particularly easy. Is it bad to wish you had never dated him at all? Going back to the friendship you once shared is all you could wish to happen, but that can never happen. The two of you crossed the line.

“I’m okay.” You reply playing with the fabric on your dress nervously. “We haven’t spoken much. He tried to give me an explanation but I don’t really want to hear it.”

She nods in understanding. “Even if you aren’t dating my son I am always here for you. When he left I wasn’t aware of the full scope of what was happening. He never meant to hurt you. Quite the opposite actually. He was trying to protect you. I would suggest you hear him out, but whether or not you want to pick up where you left off is your decision.”

What could he have possibly been trying to protect you from? You don’t need protection. If anything he needs more protection than you. Time and time again you have prevailed as the stronger trainer. Why wouldn’t he want your help?

“We are beyond picking up where we left off, but what was he trying to protect me from?”

Yoongi’s mom hesitates as if she’s toying with whether she wants to tell you the truth or a modified version or perhaps a straight lie. After he left you haven’t been able to trust any member of his family quite the same. Being around his mother brings up so many good memories that are tainted by his betrayal of your trust.

“It’s best if he tells you that.” An uncomfortable look crosses her face. “I’m not sure in how much detail he wants to explain where he was and what he was doing.”

“Are any of us in immediate danger?” You ask keeping your face cool and calculated despite the cocktail of emotions brewing inside your chest.

“No, not any immediate danger.” Yoongi’s mom says warily like she wants to say more.

“Okay then I’ll keep that in mind.” You say picking up the glass of cider you ordered from the bar. The glass is cool against your hand and you take the first sip before continuing. “If you’ll excuse me I’d like to see my mom before she leaves for the night.”

Except you don’t find your mom. Your eyes scan the room for the man you once thought was the love of your life. With large unattractive gulps you down your cider before cornering Yoongi. Professor Oak is showing off one of his newer pokemon so the majority of the guests are on the other side of the ballroom.

“What were you trying to protect me from?” You demand as you close in on him until you are just feet apart.

“Hello to you too.” Yoongi says, swirling the whiskey in the glass he’s holding before taking a sip. When did his taste change? He didn’t like dark liquor before he left. “I saw you were talking to my mom. How’d that go?”

“You wanted to give me an explanation. So go. Explain.” The words are flying from your mouth sharply.

“Beautiful, do you really think this is the best place for that?”

“Don’t call me that.” You hiss wishing the old pet name didn’t make your heart sting. A word that once made you so happy causing you so much pain. “What were you trying to protect me from?”

“The less you know the safer it is for you.” “You left me with no explanation why should I believe you are still trying to protect me.” “Because I still lo—”

“Y/N! Yoongi!” Yunjin interrupts, throwing a knowing look your way as if she’s trying to save you from the conversation you are having. You turn to look at her. Chaewon is holding her hand looking like she’s had a few drinks herself from the flush of her skin. “Everyone’s leaving but we want to keep the good vibes going. So meet me in the violet dorm in an hour!”

“Pajamas are preferred!” Chaewon adds, swinging her hand that is intertwined with Yunjin’s as she speaks. “Jimin, Taehyung and Namjoon are coming too!”

“Can I bring Hiyyih?” You ask, pulling your mind away from the man standing behind you.

You don’t want to leave Hiyyih out and honestly you will feel better having her there. She already understands you on a different level than anyone else. It’s like the two of you were made to be best friends. Fate only brought you together when it was needed most. When you need someone new to push you to new lengths and understand you deeper than anyone else has.

“Of course! I couldn’t find her or I would have invited her too.” Yunjin replies with a wide smile.

“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” Yoongi says quickly leaving before you can get another word in.

The couple leaves hand in hand and you find Hiyyih several minutes later in the bathroom. Thankfully, she was just emptying her bladder and not her stomach. You are nearly out the door when your mom stops you. Her arms wrap around you tightly squeezing warmth into your heart.

“I’ll let you go with your friends, but please be safe.” She says when she pulls away to hold you at arm's length. “And here take these. A Hoenn professor gave them to me but I think you two could make better use of them.”

You obtained six Timer Balls. In your own research you learned that the Timer Ball is a special Pokeball that makes it easier to capture pokemon the longer your battle with it lasts. This type of Pokeball is not common in this part of the region. Closer to where Hiyyih lives they are easier to find.

“Thank you!” Hiyyih exclaims enthusiastically and you know if you don’t pull her away now she is going to start talking to your mother about the mechanics of the ball.

“I love you, mom.” You say as you grip Hiyyih’s bicep and pull her out of the door.

“I love you too, sweetie.” Mom replies laughing at the way you are dragging your friend away.

Before heading back to the dorm you descend the long staircase into Mesagoza in search of snacks and if you pick up some alcohol on the way that’s no one else’s business.

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