#swsh leon x reader

[koobop]

Leon x psychic reader headcannons

this is my first request, submitted by @toku-red19! i'd like to thank you so so much for your request. and i'd like to apologize for how long it took to post this.

the request: Can you so some headcanons of leon dating a gn/male reader who has psychic abilities and has a mewtwo,deoxys and a shiney genesect as their Guardian who were given to them as a gift from their grandfather

content includes: gn!reader, they/them pronouns, no y/n, no reader body description, might be ooc since it's been a while since I played swsh

Leon would meet psychic!reader after losing his title as champion of the Galar region. 

I like to think he eventually settles down a bit. Moving back to Postwick to be by his mom and Hop again. But that in no way means he stops his training. He’s still just as impassioned by pokemon. He’s just taking a bit more time to spend doing other things.

And that’s how he meets psychic!reader! He’d be out helping his mom with her shopping. (I like to think he’s a mama’s boy.) And he’d accidentally bump into you. He’d apologize, and you’d ask for directions to Spikemuth. (Though he accidentally gives you incorrect directions.)

After your brief first encounter with the former champ, the two of you just keep bumping into each other. Sometimes it's on the occasion you travel back to Postwick and he’s home, but it mostly happens when you’re both out on the road. Mostly at the poke centers, the two of you making polite conversation as you wait for your pokemon to get patched up. (Ignore how fast healing pokemon is in game, we’re going by anime rules for this bit.)

It doesn’t take long for Leon to notice your psychic abilities, you don’t really try to hide it. At first he’d just stand there, wide eyed as he sees you levitating an item your hands were too full to carry. Once he snaps out of it, he’d ask some questions. LIke, what's the heaviest thing you can levitate, can you read minds, can you see the future, and so on and so forth. If you chuckle at any of his questions and tell him no, you can’t see the future. He’ll blush and apologize if his questions were stupid.

After that, he starts making more of an effort to talk to you. Afterall, it’s not every day you meet a psychic. 

And that’s how he learns about your family’s legacy. A long line of people honing their psychic abilities alongside their pokemon. And how some of the pokemon on your team were given to you by your grandfather. A very strong pokemon master who had spent years training these powerful and rare pokemon, and gave them to you to keep you safe on your travels. 

After learning this, Leon immediately asks you for a pokemon battle. Jumping at the opportunity to go against such a formidable opponent.

The battle lasts a long time, ending in a tie. The sting of defeat leaves Leon with a burning determination to best you. To claim victory, against his new rival.

After that, Leon starts to seek you out. Challenging you to another pokemon battle, only for it to end in a tie again and again. Then the two of you head to the nearest poke center to heal your pokemon and let them rest. Then ending the day by camping with each other. Laughing by the fire as the curry cooks, and both your pokemon playing with each other. 

Soon the line between rivals and….. something else starts to blur. You two start training side by side. Giving advice on how to strengthen your pokemon, and encouraging each other to keep going even when you get tired. Soon it becomes every night that you two camp together. The space between you as you sit by the fire becomes smaller and smaller. But you still never close the space. Still leaving just that little bit of room between you. So close yet not quite touching.

Then fate decides to intervene. Or more accurately, mother nature decides that you two only need one tent. Blowing away Leon’s tent after he forgot to anchor it down with the metal stakes. So instead of leaving the poor fool to sleep outside, you let him sleep in your tent. Afterall, it's big enough for two people to sleep in without touching….. right?

And that is how things started. Sharing a quiet goodnight before going to bed on opposite ends of the hard cold floor of the tent. But you wake up feeling warm, your cheek pressed something soft. Obviously, your sleeping self has far less inhibitions than normal you. So you wake up in Leon’s arms, your head resting on his chest. And needless to say, you two officially crossed the line from rivals, to something so much better.

[om-nom-snom]

[Domestic Chores]

Rika x Reader, Leon x Reader, Steven x Reader

Rika <3

Rika is very on top of household chores, despite her relaxed nature

We all have that one chore we hate having to do around the house, however, even esteemed members of the elite four

Rika hates washing the dishes

Honestly, she'd be happy to eat exclusively off paper plates

You bet that every time it's her turn to wash up she insists on you keeping her company

"You can't leave your ol' pal to suffer through this alone..."

"You're my girlfriend Rika, not my pal-"

Rika is not above picking you up and setting you down on the counter beside her

She tries to kiss you until you have push her away and remind her to clean

Absolutely puts on some quiet music and insists you tell her about your day

And, naturally, she blows soap bubbles at you if you get distracted or silent

Expect plenty of dishwash bubble fights with her around

If there's anything that makes washing up fun for Rika, it's having you around

Leon <3

Leon is a domestic king

Real husband material right there

Unfortunately, there's one chore he can't be trusted to do alone

Grocery shopping

After multiple failed attempts in the past, it became a mutual agreement that grocery shopping would be a joint outing

He tries to make it like a mini weekly date, though

Buys you both drinks beforehand, coffee or bubble tea are Leons go-to choices

As you go through the store Leon is often in charge of the shopping list

He does always keep a hand on the trolley as you steer it, and him, through the store

"Oh, we forgot onions, I'll run back and grab them! ...Stop giving me that look."

He has good intentions but as soon as he's out of your sight it'll be hours before you find him again

Exactly why he needs to either hold you or the trolley

Leon is also definitely the type to slip extra goodies into the shopping when you aren't looking, usually things he knows you like

Steven <3

Steven has never had any issues staying on top of chores, when he is home

Having a regular cleaner that comes in a couple times a month certainly helps with that

Though, something he insists on caring for himself are the houseplants

What started as an off hand joke Wallace made has now turned into a new hobby for Steven

He does include you in it too, from shopping to repotting to watering

After his extensive houseplant research he'll point out and id any plant he sees

"Look at that one! Most people would think it's a monstera but it's actually a pothos, did you know they can have fenestrated leaves too?"

He gets you both matching Pokémon watering cans too

Steven has a wailmer one and he got you a load one

Before he goes on trips he entrusts you with plants care, too

Steven asks how they are when you two call, and when he gets back you can expect a very sweet 'thank you' kiss from the champion

[philistiniphagottini]

Hi Hi! I saw Champion Leon was on the list of hyper focuses and I had a request for him!

May I please request chubby fem Reader comforting Leon after he lost his title, realizing it hit him harder than he expected. Like she offers to cook for him, run him a bath, anything to make him feel better (Sorry, If this is a mess. I always get nervous when I request)

Hi Anon, thank you for the request. I really, really liked this one it was interesting to think about and write. I hope you enjoy it :)

cw. light angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, female reader, chubby reader

No matter how many Champion matches you attended, you don’t think you could ever get used to the feeling. The bright flashing of the lights, the fierce clash of Pokémon, the roar of the crowds, the palpable tension that you could feel tingling in the back of your throat as you waited with baited breath with each and every move called out by the Trainer. You are convinced that your ears were still ringing by the time you and Leon arrived back to your humble abode, late into the evening after yet another one of his Champion matches. Usually, you would think about retiring for the night and recovering from such a rambunctious evening but tonight was different. 

Leon was his usual bright and cheery self as trailed after you, seemingly still brimming and buzzing with energy even long after the match was over. He talked your ear off like he normally did, until it felt like they were going to fall off as he recounted every single detail of the prior match and gave his input on what was going through his head at the time. You enjoyed listening to him and would nod along but something wasn’t quite sitting right with you. When you turned to face, making him stop in his tracks, and offered him a warm smile, the one he returned didn’t quite reach his eyes. 

“Are you feeling alright?” you inquired. 

Leon nodded in response, a grin still plastered on his face. His smile still was reflected in his eyes. 

“Of course” he replied with a chipper chime. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

A small frown tugged at your lips and your tongue suddenly felt like lead in your mouth as your throat went dry. Leon had been acting just a little odd ever since his match ended. The Champion match that he lost. He had taken it well when the dust settled and Galar’s undefeatable Champion had finally been toppled. He took it all in stride, smiling and waving at the cheering crowd of the stadium as his defeat was announced through all of Galar. Hop wasn’t as cheerful as his older brother had been, blowing up both your phones with messages and calls to make sure that Leon was alright. And you had reassured him that everything was fine and he was taking the loss well. A little too well, at this point. 

You politely cleared your throat when you realised you had been staring blankly at Leon for just a tad too long at this point. You forced another smile, the gears in your head turning as you thought of something you could do, some way you could comfort Leon after the sting of his loss. He must need a reprieve, right? 

“Is there anything you want me to do?” you asked, eyes flickering around the room as you pondered on your thoughts. “I could make you something to eat?”

“Don’t worry about it. I ate before the match.”

“Oh. Then how about a hot bath? I could run you one before hopping into bed” you said counting on your fingers as you started to list off the things you could do. “Or we could just watch some TV. And get snacks. Ahh wait, you said you weren’t hungry.”

You were so busy rambling that you didn’t really take notice as Leon approached you, his footfalls light as he took a few easy strides and closed the distance between you. Your shoulders jumped up to your ears when a shadow fell over your face and a surprised gasp whistled through your teeth when Leon placed his cap on top of your head. 

“Lee?” you questioned, a concerned tone tinting your voice. 

Another surprised noise stirred in the back of your throat as you were suddenly taken in his arms, strong, corded muscles wrapping tight around your plump waist as he drew you closer to him. He squeezed you tight as you placed your hands on his chest, feeling his thunderous heart beating beneath your fingertips as he peered up at him beneath the shadow of his cap. 

“Leon?” you asked again.  

“Don’t worry about me” he said, eyes glassy and voice warbling in his throat when he swallowed thickly.

The worried look that flashed across your face was the final blow and he didn’t think he could take it anymore. His breath stuttered and his chest felt tight when you gave him that sad pout, the plump skin of your bottom lip pinched between your teeth and sadness shimmering in the depths of your eyes. It made his knees wobble and it felt like they were about to buckle.

“Aw come on, don’t give me that look.”

His legs finally gave out and he slowly sank to the floor, dragging you down with him as you huddled together on your knees. The adrenaline was starting to wear off and you could feel the tremble in his hands as he pulled on the back of your shirt. Your hands came to cradle the nape of his neck as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, the scruff of his beard tickling your skin as long wisps of his hair cascaded down your shoulders in a flurry of vibrant purple. He was still wearing his uniform and you could smell the dirt of the pitch clinging to the fabric mixed with the beads of perspiration that still clung to his back. His breath was ragged as it puffed against your skin and you could hear his voice scratching in his throat when he spoke, pushed through dry and cracked lips. 

“Hah, I didn’t think it would hit this hard” he said. 

You didn’t need him to clarify. You knew what he meant as you hugged him tighter, swallowing down your tears as a soft sniffle tickled your nose. He had been Galar’s proclaimed undefeatable Champion for so long that even he had started to believe that it was true. He was idolised, respected and admired by so many from Galar and beyond. He was the pillar to climb, the mountain to conquer and the obstacle to overcome at the pinnacle. But now, he had been toppled. He knew this day would come, that one day someone would come along and prove that not even he was infallible. In the moment, he had been so ecstatic for the achievement that he hadn’t shed a single tear and had joined the roar of the crowd in applause. Leon always took his losses well. He had been happy, truly. He held no remorse nor any bitter feelings. He had given it his all and there were no regrets. But now, that everything had settled, there was a single thought on his mind: 

“What now?” Leon mumbled into the crook of your neck.

What was to come next for the former champion? Where did he go from here? What did the future hold? The flood of adrenaline that finally fizzled out of his body was sapping the last of his strength. His mind was still in a tizzy and he couldn’t think straight without little black dots swirling in his vision. He didn’t know whether he was going to cry or throw up. Or both. Was both an option? The tension in his muscles was knotting and it left behind stinging burns that would still be sore come the morning yet Leon didn’t know if he could think that far ahead. There was a storm in his mind and it felt like he was falling overboard in the waves. Before his head could spiral any further, you called to him, the anchor in the storm and the calm in the violent hurricane of emotions. 

“I don’t know what comes next, Leon” you softly spoke. 

You rubbed your hand along the curve of his spine, the tips of your fingers tracing over the notches as you helped to soothe the erratic beat of his heart. After a long moment of silence, you could feel it start to work as the muscles in his body started to ease, his nose brushing along the hollow of your throat as he took a deep and calming breath. Eventually, it started to match with your own calm breaths the longer you held him, fingers twisting in his hair as you pressed your lips to his forehead. A hum stirred in his chest as your calming scent invaded his senses, the flutter of his lashes brushing over your skin as squeezed your sides. 

“I’m sure we can figure it out together” you reassured Leon. 

You were unsure of what else you could do. This was the best you could do at the moment and right now, it was all Leon wanted. You could get through this situation together, he knew that he could pull through this, especially with your love and support; something that he was grateful that he received every day with unyielding devotion. He felt the strong love you felt for him as you cradled him in his arms, easing his worries and here to reassure him. It made his heart swell with affection and it felt like a flock of Butterfree were fluttering around his stomach. 

You felt small droplets wet the skin of your neck and soak into the fabric of your shirt as Leon tucked his face deeper into the side of your throat, lips moving over your pulse as his voice tickled your ear in a whisper. 

“Can we stay like this, just a little longer?”

You hummed softly, brushing your fingers through Leon’s hair and tucking a long strand behind his ear.

“We can stay here for as long as you want.”

[glitch-tricks]

How The SW/SH Gym Leaders + Leon Would Ask You Out

I got one idea for Milo and my brain decided that I had to do this for everyone, you’re welcome /j

Milo

Let’s be honest, he’d do that tradition of giving you an Applin

It’s so simple, yet so sweet

Your Applin is best friends with his Flapple/Appletun

Nessa

I feel like she’d be so bold, yet so nervous at the same time

Eventually, she would give you an autograph

“- Nessa; Your #1 Fan”

Pray for her if you’re dense as hell

Kabu

Peepaw Kabu would’ve just walked up to you and asked you out

Nothing special, not nervous at all

Just straight up asks you

Gordie

Backflips

“Wanna go out with me?”

Okay, okay, seriously, he would use some of the cheesiest pickup lines

And maybe does a backflip

Melony

Honestly, she would probably be so over the top

Like, she would make whole ass ice sculptures with her pokemon just to ask you out

Piers

He wouldn’t

Marnie would confess for him, fed up with his lovesick bullshit

Unless he did get the courage, he’d straight up serenade you

Raihan

Oh, he’d be so fucking bold

Probably finished beating some random kid’s pokemon

Fucking announced to the whole stadium that he loves you

It worked

Somehow

Leon

One day, he probably held onto your hand just so his dumbass doesn’t get lost

You were definitely asked if the two of you were dating by some random people

Leon saw the opportunity

“We could be. Wanna go out with me?”

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

I would love some platonic headcanon bullets of Leon's wife and Hop being close! And she's such a big sister to him and Leon just LOVES that his wife and little brother get along, pleeeeaaaaase 🥺🥺

omg yes that's so cutee!!

Hop & Leon:

-Hop, who when he finds out whenever Leon is coming over is always quick to ask if you'll be with him. He pretends to not be a little bit disappointed when sometimes you can't make it along with Leon, but he is. Leon promises to bring you around next time.

-On the other hand, you'll ask if Leon if you guys can bring Hop along for certain things. One time there was a carnival on that you both brought him along too. Leon has fond memories of, one that he brings up is where you and Hop went on a massive ride together. Leon was all too happy to stay on ground, because he was going to laugh at you both screaming down below. And you both did scream. Hop almost collapsing onto the ground when you both got down.

-That same day Leon felt the pressure having to win you both plushies at a game that was very much rigged. Especially after Hop had already given it his best effort to try and win, only to fail spectacularly. Leon somehow managed it, you and Hop were both overjoyed.

-He's got pictures of you both holding your plushies saved on his phone. There's a picture of all three of you posing out the front of a ride that's currently one of his profile pictures for his social media that he's not really planning on changing anytime soon.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

So, I've had this strange and, maybe, cool idea that I would like to share with you!

Reader, who made their way up to the Galar Championsip, they are known for their strange connection to Pokémon, and for never talking, or showing their face. People know very little about them, and rarely see them, but on one day, the finally day, the truth unfolds!

When they step onto the field, surrounded by cameras, they throw off their cloak only to show that all this time, the Pokémon Trainer was not in fact human, but also a Pokémon! Bisharp, to be exact.

The shock, the news! The unexpected twist!

Hope that you'll like it! Take your time, I can wait, writing is a very tiring progress✨

"Leon! How do you feel about the mystery challenger you endorsed being moments away from battling you?"

"Have they ever spoken a word to you, Leon?"

"Who do you think they could be? Someone outside this region? An old rival looking for revenge?"

"I haven't got a clue who they are just yet, but if I know one thing...it's that this battle is going to be amazing! I can just feel it!" The Galarian Champion grinned with pride, standing amidst a swarm of reporters who wanted to question him before he prepared for the final match.

At last, the day arrived.

One that many anticipated.

Because today Leon will be facing a particularly unique challenger:

You, somebody who mysteriously showed up in Galar one day and kept their identity hidden beneath a covert cloak. Nobody knew what you actually looked like, and it was even harder to know what you sounded like....as you've never spoken to anyone.

Not even to Leon, although you made your wishes to enter the gym challenge very clear when you approached him, handing him a card with a simple request:

Endorse Me --B

"B" was the only name he knew you by, and nothing else. But he understood that you probably didn't like talking too much, similar to Allister. So he obliged, permitting you to wear the cloak as you were rather insistent on doing so.

Who would have though you'd conquer the Championship by storm and were now minutes away from battling him for the title?

You've truly wowed the crowd as you defeated the gym leaders with flying colors. And all you ever did was point at them and let your Pokémon finish the job--all without uttering a single command.

You even took down Raihan's Gigantamaxed-Duraludon in just a single turn!

It's like you shared a psychic connection with them, although you've ducked out of the way of reporters and fanatics who were just obsessed with you, refusing to be swarmed.

Still, your aura of mystery, strong bonds, and intelligent Pokémon quickly became the talk of the town. And it made Leon all the more thrilled to battle you, hoping he'll get to learn more about you that way.

So when the news crew started getting word that you arrived in Wyndon for the final match, he took that as his cue to get ready.

He was so excited, he almost got lost on his way to the locker room.

.........

Stepping out onto the field, you were immediately greeted by cameras hovering on all sides, mounted by Aegislash.

Every angle was determined to capture you in your star moment...as you were about to battle Galar's current champion.

But even with all of this attention on you, you didn't wave or acknowledge the cameras one bit. Your focus was only on the purple-haired man who was waiting for you in the center.

For a second or two, Leon was thrown-off by the uproarious cheers coming from the crowd after you appeared. Usually he was being rooted for the most, although it's clear that people were psyched to see you battle him.

You've been one of Galar's greatest mysteries since your arrival, and still nobody knew who you were or how you became so strong.

Stopping in front of him, you looked into his eyes, only giving a small nod of acknowledgement.

"Well this is it, B. The moment everyone's been waiting for." He grinned. "Are you ready for.......oh, guess they are.." His face fell flat as you simply turned and headed back to your position on the field.

Now he was just dying to find out who you truly are.

Who really stood under that cloak?

For now, though, all that mattered was this battle that would determine if he'd successfully defend his title as Champion...or if you were somehow going to come out on top.

Standing back at his position, Leon patted both side of his face, taking a few deep breaths. Then he tossed his heavy cape to the wind, which was hastily collected by a staff member before he struck his signature pose for all to see.

The crowd's cheers have grown tenfold, chanting his name as they mimicked the iconic gesture.

You grunted in interest, impressed how that simple action got everyone so riled up and excited. And it made you wonder...

Looking to your cloak, you gripped it with metal fingers that were barely visible to the cameras. For a moment or two you stood there debating, wondering if....

No.

You're done dodging people and hiding from the public eye.

You've kept up this mystery long enough.

It's about time everyone here knew who you really were.

"What's this? Is our mystery challenger about to reveal their identity??" An announcer cried out. "It's the moment we've all been waiting for, ladies and gentlemen!!!"

With another grunt, you finally threw off your cloak, letting it fall to the ground beside you, eyes closed as you anticipated everybody's judgement.

Most of the crowd descended into silence; even Leon, Hop, and the other gym leaders couldn't believe what they were seeing right before their very eyes.

After all this time, they thought they were battling a strong human Pokémon Trainer.

But no.

Instead it was a Pokémon itself.

"What a twist! I can't believe it! It seems that our mysterious competitor is none other than the Pokémon Bisharp! Somehow it has risen through the ranks of the championship without the assistance of a trainer! It's incredible! This has NEVER happened in the history of Pokémon battling!!"

Soon the crowd went WILD.

Many wondered how it was even legal for a Pokémon to enter a human competition; a few others--especially those watching from home--were convinced you were just a person in a Bisharp costume.

But the cameras surrounding you didn't lie.

You were a real Bisharp, and you were determined to become the first ever Pokémon to win a championship.

"Shar.." With a smirk, you raised your hands up to the cameras, giving them a small wave. You were relieved that your secret was finally out; it gave you a massive confidence boost after seeing how all the humans reacted.

As you then sharpened your bladed arms and readied your first pokeball, you gazed at Leon from across the way. His jaw was dropped in shock, unable to believe who he was battling.

It was quite amusing to you.

Of course, many knew Bisharps were strategic commanders of Pawniards....but nobody would have guessed they'd be intelligent enough to lead a competitive team of different Pokémon outside their lineage.

Well, you're the shining example that it was possible.

After sending out your Pokémon, you huffed, wondering when your opponent was going to snap out of it and start taking this battle seriously.

But he quickly realized you were waiting, and seemed flustered.

"Sorry. I just...wow....I can't believe you were.....ah, what does it matter?" Shaking his head, he grinned as he finally sent out his first Pokémon, ready to defend his title. "We're gonna have a champion time regardless. So give me everything you got, Bisharp!"

[yourlocaltrashpandaa]

When They Realize They Love You

leon, raihan x fem!reader (separately)

drabble/semi-headcanons

fandom: pokémon {sw&sh}

contains: fluff, established relationship, domestic scenarios

A/n: just wanted to do something small for Pokémon and I decided this idea for Leon and Raihan. Hope you enjoy!

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Leon

Moving in together was Leon’s idea. It was fun for the both of you as well as your Pokémon. Leon never felt so happy with you around as you were him. Though the moment he saw you and his Charizard cuddling together with you on the couch and Charizard with his head in you lap as he sat on the floor, it was curtains for him. Leon has always noticed that Charizard had taken a liking to you but to this moment he was sold you were staying in his life until the end of time. There was no doubt in in his mind that you were the one.

Raihan

Since Raihan has known you, you have always dressed a bit more masculine mostly because you are a fellow gym leader. He’s never seen you wear something outside of your gym leader clothes. Though he never had a problem with it, Raihan liked you just the way you are, you are a capable gym leader, a strong one at that and Raihan respected that. You and Raihan have been dated for sometime now and you still have a way of surprising him. You showing up to one of your dates in a dress/skirt or whatever, Raihan was like “damn, she cleans up nice.” He was already in love with but you were something new made him fall even more in love with you.

[the-pixelated-pirate]

Hi! How are you doing? I hope I'm not late for the hc request um can you do a hc of leon from pokemon dating a reader with psychic powers?

I'm doing just dandy! Thank you for asking! Sorry for the length of these, I wasn't sure how to continue! </3

This is perfectly timed because I just finished season two of Mob Psycho LMAO

Leon w/ a psychic spouse ♡

WARNINGS/NOTES: Nothing but fluff! Gender neutral reader

REQUEST STATUS: Open!

• It will take some convincing for Leon to believe that you're telling the truth. Anything you do, he's sure you're just using pokemon to try and trick him!

• "Nice try, Y/n, but I'm pretty sure I see that Elgyem hiding behind your back!"

• He's so hard headed... you don't even own an Elgyem! He's just making stuff up at this point.

• After the sixth time of correctly guessing what he wanted for dinner, he was starting to believe you...

• He'll have you doing all types of party tricks; the spoon bending, throwing stuff in the air for you to catch, he loves it all!

• Watching you at work makes him act so giddy. Sure, there are psychic pokemon, but a psychic human? That's so much cooler!

• Likes to play mind games, with you reading his thoughts to find answers for his questions. Sometimes he tries this one you, too. But it doesn't go as well.

• Almost always thinking sweet things to see if he can make you blush without saying a thing! At any time of the day you'll hear him thinking of his hundredth "I love you" and all his cheesy pet names for his sweety pie

• Will make you herbal tea for when you over use your powers and get headaches <3

[cornfields-and-bad-dreams]

Applin of my Eye

Rating: General

Ship: Leon/Reader

Warnings: None

Tags: Applin Confession, Oblivious Leon, Misunderstanding.

Summary: Since coming to terms with your feelings for Leon, you've tried to confess, but it hasn't gone so well. Now that Valentine's Day is just around the corner a second wave of motivation has hit you, and you think you have the perfect, FOOLPROOF, way of getting the point across. If only it were that simple.

Valentine's Day always made you feel a little bad, at least since you were thirteen or so.  Before that, it was just a fun day where you shared cards with your classmates, had a little class party, and got gifts from your parents.  Usually consisting of candy, a card, and some sorta stuffie.  Now it was just a brutal reminder that you were alone.

Usually, you wouldn’t really care, and if you did you’d try not to let it sting too badly.  But recently things had changed, for about a year and a half now you’d slowly been falling in love with one of your best friends, none other than Galar’s reigning champion Leon.  Your feelings had come to a head back in October, up until then you’d done well to ignore and suppress them, but throughout the month it just kept getting harder and harder.  Then, the party happened.  It was a costume party held by Nessa on Halloween night, Leon was going to be there, but you didn’t know what he was going to be.  When you finally saw his costume it left you unable to deny your feelings for him any longer.  The costume itself did a lot for you, but the fact it was on Leon?  The way it hugged his form, and sparked your imagination with fantasies and scenarios?  Well, that was just the icing on the cake.

You agonized over your feelings for a bit, having finally admitted to yourself that you were absolutely head over heels for the man, unsure of how to proceed.  At first, you were convinced that he wouldn’t return your affection, how could he?  In your eyes, he was a god amongst men, and you were a lowly mortal.  But, after a short bout of self-deprecation, you were finally able to come to the conclusion that you just needed to tell him how you felt, no matter the cost.

Easier said than done.

You’d tired, really you had.  But something always got in the way, whether it be your nerves winning out in the end, someone interrupting you just as you were about to confess, or something happening to pull either of your attention away from the conversation.  Eventually, the holiday season rolled around as well, leaving both you and Leon busy.  By the time things calmed down you’d honestly lost all the courage you’d once had, and once again your mind raced with negative what-ifs.  Your main concern being that if you did confess and he didn’t reciprocate, then your friendship would be ruined.  All though, it had also occurred to you that if he didn’t feel the same then you weren’t sure if you would even want to be friends anymore.

Your feelings were all over the place, the thought of not having Leon in your life, whether romantically or platonically, physically pained you.  But so did the idea of all the embarrassment and awkwardness that would come in the aftermath of professing your love for Leon just for him to hit you with “I think we should just be friends.”  Despite it being unideal, you found a sort of sad comfort in the sort of Schrodinger's Delcatty situation you were in.  If you didn’t tell him how you felt, Leon couldn’t reject you nor could he reciprocate, either way, you kept him in your life and things didn’t change.  Even if that change could be for the better.

Except, as Valentine’s Day drew nearer, you grew more restless.  TV ads, shop displays, and the general talk of the holiday you heard wherever you went were starting to get to you.  The thought of happy couples spending the day together hugging and kissing and just being in love?  It made you jealous, but more so, self-conscious.  So, for the first time in a while, you’d started thinking about confessing again.

And goddamnit, you almost did it.  You had gotten so close to just spitting it out, but that Arceus-forsaken lump in your throat reared its ugly fucking head again.  And when you were alone in the comfort of your own home, you cried, and it was ugly.

That was yesterday, the 12th, this morning you woke up to a text from Leon asking if you’d want to spend Valentine's Day with him and some others who were without dates this year.  Truth be told the idea of spending Valentine’s Day with him platonically hurt a lot more than the idea of spending it alone, but you could never turn down an offer to hang out with him.

‘Sure, what are we doing?’

He responded a moment later saying that you were all going to be hanging at Gordie’s for the day, watching TV/Movies, playing games, and whatever else might be suggested.  It sounded nice, and you quite enjoyed hanging out at Gordie’s, he had a bunch of cool stuff.  Sometimes the thought had crossed your mind that if you weren’t madly in love with Leon, you could just seduce Gordie to have permanent access to his things.  But that was just a joke, mostly.

After confirming a few more details with Leon you readied yourself for the day and headed out.  You tried not to think about your love problems too much, desperately attempting to distract yourself with battling and various other tasks.  Yet the thought nagged at you in the back of your mind.  By three o’clock your stomach started to growl rather prominently and you realized you hadn’t eaten anything in a while.  Making your way to one of your favorite restaurants you took a seat at one of the patio tables and waited for the waiter to take your order.  As you waited, you happened to tune into the conversation from the next table over.  A pair of boys, who you’d assume were somewhere in their late teens, were discussing Valentine’s Day.

“So, you’re planning on asking out Derrick?”

“Yeah, I figure doing it tomorrow would be romantic, right?”

“Definitely, but how are you gonna do it?  Any big plans?”

“I’m gonna give him an Applin, you know what they say about giving someone an Applin, right?”

“OH!  That’s a great idea man.  He’ll say yes for sure.”

You froze for a moment.  An Applin, why hadn’t you thought of that?  It would be easier to give Leon an Applin than it would to sputter out some nervous confession.  You smiled, plan in mind, as soon as you were done eating you’d head straight over to route 5 to catch the perfect little declaration of love.  Love, Loveballs?  LOVEBALLS!  You nearly jumped out of your seat as the thought raced to mind, you had a whole mess of Loveballs back home.  Honestly, you had a whole box full of random Pokeballs shoved in your closet, ones you had acquired through various means over time that you saw no real need for, until now.  Course, to use a Loveball you’d need to battle with your own Applin, but that was no problem for you and your precious little À la mode.  A Loveball would be perfect for this, maybe a bit extra, but it would certainly get the point across.  Something that could come in handy with Leon, you loved the man to bits, but he could be kinda dense at times.

Finishing up at the restaurant you hurried home to retrieve your Loveballs, stopped at the nearest Pokecenter to add À la mode to your team, and finally made your way to route 5.  Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, you stepped into the tall grass and began your hunt for an Applin.

It took a bit to find one, and even longer to find a female one.  Yes, you knew that you could still catch a male one with the Loveball, hell you didn’t even technically need À la mode himself for the task, it just made the catch rate higher.  And seeing as Applin on route 5 were usually between Lvl. 16 and 18 it wouldn’t be too hard to catch with the regular catch rate of a Pokeball.  But if it hadn’t already been proven to both yourself and countless others, then this whole situation would be proof enough that your natural instinct in life is to make things way more complicated than they have to be, even if it was just for show or better yet, pride.

After about 2 hours you finally had a brand new Applin in a Loveball, you grinned ear to ear as you made your way home, excitement building in your chest.  Yet, by the time you passed through your front door, that excitement had turned to anxiety.  Sitting at your dining table you stared at the Loveball in front of you, your heart beat a bit faster than usual and your stomach was tied in knots.  Were you really gonna do this?  Were you actually gonna confess your feelings to Leon on Valentine’s Day?  This could end badly, just oh so badly, there was still time to back out.  You could release the Applin and pretend the whole dramatic idea had never crossed your mind.

No.

You were gonna stand your ground, you wouldn’t let your nerves get the better of you again.  Not this time.  Nodding to yourself you placed the Loveball on the small table next to your front door, ready for you when you left the next day.  The rest of the night consisted of you deciding on an outfit for tomorrow, cooking dinner, and relaxing the best you could until you went to bed.

Surprisingly you slept well, at least in the sense that you actually slept, normally your nerves would have kept you up all night.  But they did manifest in your dreams, one after another depicting various ways your love confession could go sour.  Finally rousing from your own mental torture you rubbed the sleep from your eyes and set to work getting ready.  When the time finally rolled around to head off for Gordies you halted a moment at the door, staring down at the Loveball you’d nestled amongst the fake decorative fruit you kept in a bowl.  Why you kept decorative fruit was a mystery even to yourself.  Groaning faintly you grabbed the Loveball and stuffed it in your bag, finally heading out for the day.

Hanging out with everyone at Gordie's was a blast, though throughout the day you kept trying to figure out when would be a good time to give Leon the Applin, you wanted it to be just the two of you, but couldn’t devise a good enough excuse to get him alone.  As the day was winding down, and talk of ending the “party” was brought up Leon commented that he needed to be heading out soon anyway, apparently, he was gonna be spending time with his family tomorrow and had planned on staying the night back home in Postwick.  You had a wonderful idea.

“Leon?”

You approached him near the door, where he was getting his shoes and jacket on.

“Yeah?”

He smiled at you, straightening up from slipping on his sneakers.

“I was wondering if you would be willing to join me on the train ride home, it’s on the way to Postwick and I’d love to spend some time together, just you and I.”  You flashed him a grin.

“Of course, anything for my biggest fan.”

Leon laughed as he slung his arm around your shoulders, you just groaned.  He’d started calling you that a while back as a joke, it had since grown a bit old for your tastes, but it made him smile, and you liked it when he smiled.

Gathering your things you headed out with Leon to the train station.  It was a relaxing ride, and for a moment you’d forgotten about the Loveball Applin rolling around in your bag.  That is until you’d reached your stop.  It was a little after 11:30, and you still had a bit of a walk to your place, as Leon strolled alongside you, your deadline of confessing on Valentine's Day was soon to pass.  It was now or never.  Fortuitously, the quickest way to your place was a shortcut through a rather beautiful park, the perfect place for a love confession.  In the middle of the park was a gazebo, and the city had lit it up with pretty pink and red lights, as well as decorating it with fresh arrangements of roses.  Stepping into the gazebo you turned to look at Leon.

“Beautiful isn’t it?”

“Gorgeous.”  The lights reflected in his eyes as he looked up at the ones hanging from the beams.

“It looks like it could be the setting for a confession scene in some cheesy romance movie.”  You gripped your bag tightly.

“Haha, yeah.  I can just imagine it.”  Leon smiled, Arceus, that smile could make your heart flutter every time.

Checking your phone it read 11:56, four minutes, it was REALLY now or never.  Swallowing the infamous lump in your throat you opened your bag.

“I actually have something for you.  I didn’t want to make a big deal back at Gordie’s but now that it’s just us, I want to give it to you.”

“Oh?”

Finding the Loveball you quickly grabbed it and presented it to Leon, holding your breath.

“A Loveball?”  Leon blinked a few times before taking it from your hand.

“T-there’s a Pokemon inside.  You should, um, let it out.”

11:58

“Oh!  Of course.”

The Loveball opened and a small burst of light shot out, fading away to reveal the Applin.  Time seemed to freeze as you waited for Leon’s response.  He grinned, an excited laugh escaping his lips.

“Ah sweet, you caught me an Applin?  I’ve wanted one for a while now.”  Reaching down he scooped the Pokemon into his arms.  “How’d you know?”

Dense, the man was fucking dense.

“Lucky guess I suppose.”

“Haha, well it paid off, I love her.  Now I just got to decide what to evolve her into.  You have an Applin too right?  Any suggestion?”

“Uh, I’m partial to Appletun, but it’s up to you.”

“True, maybe I should talk to Raihan about it.  He is a dragon trainer of course, or maybe Milo?  He’d have input on the grass typing.”  Leon started to ramble a bit.

Looking down at your phone it now read 12:02.

“Fucking hell.” You mumbled.

“Did you say something?”

Leon cocked his head, shaking your own you stuffed your phone in your pocket.

“Just talking to myself, it’s past midnight though, so we should probably get going.  You still need to head for Postwick.”

“Oh right, I nearly forgot.”

Leon returned the Applin to its ball and motioned for you to lead the way.  The rest of the walk home was filled with Leon telling you about the plans he had with Hop and the rest of his family later that day.  Despite the failure of a confession, it still warmed your heart to hear him talk so lovingly about them.

Making it to your place you stopped out front.

“Thanks for walking me home Leon.”

“It’s no problem, I love spending time with you.  Thanks for the Applin again, I’ll make sure to take great care of her.”

“I know you will Lee.”

Smiling, Leon placed his hand on your shoulder.

“You’re an amazing friend, I’m really lucky to have you in my life.”

Schrodingers fucking Delcatty.

“Back at ya.”

Waving goodbye Leon headed off for the train station, in the completely wrong direction.  After you quickly reminded him where it was he set off on his second attempt, fading away in the dark of the night.

“Back at ya?”  You groaned, heading inside.  “Fucking stupid.”

Hop woke up to the smell of coffee wafting upstairs from the kitchen, seeing as his parents were more avid tea drinkers it could only mean one thing.

“Leon!”  Hop jumped out of bed, not bothering to change out of his sleepwear.

Hurrying downstairs Hop practically drifted into the kitchen, Leon stood at the counter fixing himself a cup of coffee.

“When did you get home?  I waited a long time for you, but you never showed.”  Hop mildly scolded as he made his way over to Leon.

Leon chuckled apologetically, giving Hop a wave.

“Morning, I got back kinda late, well past midnight.  I was hanging out with friends yesterday, then I ended up accompanying [Y/N] home last night.”

Hop sighed, rolling his eyes and shaking his head.

“Well, you’re here now, I guess that’s what really matters.”

“Of course, glad you understand.”  Leon patted Hop on the shoulder

“I’d understand a lot more if you made me pancakes.”  He grinned mischievously.

“Why didn’t I see that coming?”  Leon sighed turning around to gather the needed ingredients and such.

Hop laughed, heading for the kitchen table, huffing as he saw Leon’s backpack lying on it.

“How many times do you need to be told to hang your bag up in the entryway?”

Hop reached for the bag, pulling it from the table, as he did so the pink Loveball rolled out from the open top.

“What the?”

Hop was certain he’d seen all of Leon’s Pokemon, and he was even more certain that none of them were in Loveballs.

“What’s the matter?”

Leon turned to him, a bowl cradled in his arm as he whisked a batch of batter.

“Since when do you use Loveballs?”  Hop asked, holding up the pink ball.

“Oh, [Y/N] gave it to me last night, it’s an Applin.  I guess they noticed I’d wanted one and got it for me.”

Hop blinked.

“What?”  Leon stopped whisking.

“[Y/N] gave you an Applin in a Loveball, on Valentine’s Day?”

“Yeah, why?”

Hop knew his brother could be a little oblivious at times, but this was a level of stupidity that he’d never seen Leon reach before, and he prayed to Arceus he’d never reach again.

“Lee, I’m gonna need you to think about that statement very carefully, and focus on what all those aspects could mean together.”

Leon scrunched his face up in confusion, setting the bowl of batter down he crossed his arms in thought.  Hop could almost see the wheels turning in Leon’s head as he thought hard.  And as if he were the human lead in that silly little kids show from both their childhoods, with that funny little shiny Rockruff, and her perfectly placed blue pawprint clues, Leon connected the pieces of the mystery together masterfully.  A look of realization, and a bit of horror, took over his face as he finally came to the conclusion.

“Was [Y/N] trying to confess their feelings to me!?”  He hollered.

“Keep your voice down, Mom and Dad are still asleep.”  Hop hushed.  “And I don’t know for sure, but I’d assume they were.”

“That would make so much sense, especially with the Gazebo.”  Leon gripped the edge of the counter tightly, staring down into the bowl of batter without actually looking at it.

“Gazebo?”  Hop questioned lightly.

“Doesn’t matter.”  Leon shook his head lightly, pushing himself back from the counter.  “I gotta go talk to [Y/N]”

Leon rushed for the entryway, grabbing his jacket and starting to put his shoes on.

“Woah there, slow down Lee.  What are you doing?”

Hop followed behind, placing himself between Leon and the front door.

“I have to clear things up with [Y/N].”

Hop sighed, shaking his head.

“Lee, we have plans today, besides, you’re still in your pajamas.”

Leon looked down, noting that he was, in fact, still wearing his ratty old tank top and loose sleep pants.

“You have a point there, but I feel terrible, they did something so romantic and I went and ruined it by letting it all soar right over my head.”

Leon rubbed at his face, hiding behind his hands.

“Lee, it’s gonna be fine.”  Hop placed a hand on his brother's shoulder.  “You’ll clear things up with them later, after you’ve gotten dressed and we spend the day together, besides, it’ll give you time to think about what exactly you’ll say right?”

Leon lowered his hands, giving Hop a tired smile.

“Yeah, you’re right.  Maybe I can ask Mom and Dad for some advice.”

“That’s the spirit.  Now, can you finish making my pancakes?”

Leon huffed, breaking out into a grin, ruffling Hop’s hair he slung his arm around his shoulder and dragged him back into the kitchen.

“Is that all you care about?”

It had been about two days since ‘The Incident’, you hadn’t tried talking to Leon yet and he hadn’t messaged you either, which had you feeling conflicted.  On the one hand, you weren’t particularly ready to talk to him, on the other, the thought kept running through you’re mind that he’d finally realized what the loveball Applin meant and was now actively ignoring/avoiding you.  It was definitely paranoia, you understood that, but understanding it didn’t make it go away.  Regardless, you laid back on the couch, looking through the videos YouTube suggested for you, you desperately scanned over the thumbnails looking for something to distract yourself with, unfortunately, nothing caught your eye.  Suddenly your phone buzzed.

‘Are you home?’

It was from Leon, your blood ran cold.

‘Yeah, why?’

You felt you knew why but needed some confirmation.

‘Can I come over?  I need to talk to you, it’s important.’

You felt your stomach tie into knots.  You, REALLY, didn’t want to see Leon right now.  You weren’t mad of course, but after the other night's failed confession?  You were feeling less than stellar.  You hadn’t even left your apartment since then.

‘Are you sure?  It’s getting kinda late, isn’t it?’

It wasn't that terribly late, but it was worth a shot.

‘That doesn’t matter, we need to talk, and it can’t be done over text.  Please?’

You wanted to say no, Arceus you wanted to say no, yet despite everything that had happened Leon was still your number one weakness.

‘Okay, you can come over.’

Leon thanked you, saying he’d be over in a few.  Taking a deep breath, you calmed your growing nerves and waited.

Leon must have been nearby already, seeing as it only took about ten minutes for him to knock on your door.

"Hey, Leon."

Opening the door you greeted him with the happiest and calmest tone you could muster.

"Hey, thanks for letting me come over."  He smiled nervously as he stepped inside.

“Well, you did say it was important.”

You gave a forced chuckle, your heart pounding in your chest as you shut the door.  Leon nodded without a word, though his eyes spoke plenty enough for him.  You could tell he was just as anxious as you, yet it didn’t make you feel any better.  You stood in silence a moment, the two of you just staring, you’d expected him to say something.

“Sooo, what did you want to talk about?”  You finally decided to break the silence.

Leon swallowed heavily, blinking a few times before seemingly mustering up the nerve to speak.

“It, uh, has to do with the Applin you gave me.”  Slinging his bag off from his shoulders Leon rummaged in it a moment before pulling out a loveball. “I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, but it took Hop pointing out the significance of everything for me to realize what you were trying to say.  Or, at least, what I think you were trying to say.”

Leon stared down at the ball in his hand, running his thumb back and forth across it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t get it at first, I certainly feel like an idiot, it’s so obvious in hindsight.”  He gave a soft nervous laugh.

Clearing his throat he looked up at you.

“Regardless, I um, I keep finding it hard to, uh, find my words.  So, here.”  He held out the loveball.

Your heart skipped a beat and your breath caught in your throat, was he returning the Applin?  Tears welled in your eyes, threatening to spill over as you slowly reached out to take the loveball from him.  You felt weak and shaky, half expecting your legs to give out on you at any moment.  Holding the loveball in your hand just made it worse, quickly, you moved past Leon to set it on the counter separating your kitchen from your living room.

“T-thanks.”

Wiping the tears from your eyes you wondered why thanking him was your immediate response, though to be honest, you weren’t sure how one would normally respond to a situation like this.

“Oh, uh.”  Leon seemed confused, looking back and forth between you and the loveball. “Aren’t you gonna let it out?”

Oh, that felt like adding an insult to injury.

“No.”  The word came out a bit angrier than you’d intended, you adjusted your tone going forward. “I get it, Leon, you don’t feel the same way about me as I do you so you’re returning the Applin. I don’t need to see it.”

You’d taken to squeezing your hands, your gaze drifting away from Leon.  If you were looking at him though, you would have seen his eyes widen and his complexion pale a bit.  Suddenly he was waving his hands.

“NO!  No no no, you misunderstand, that’s my fault, I’m sorry.  I should have been clearer.”

You looked back in time to see Leon grab the ball off the counter and place it in your hand, his one hand holding your wrist his other keeping the Loveball in your palm.

“Just open it, I promise.  Trust me.”

You blinked a few times in shock, but seeing Leon's soft hopeful smile filled you with comfort.  You nodded your head and went to send out whatever was in the ball.

“Wait, wait.”  Leon stopped you suddenly.

Looking around, Leon proceeded to move your dining table and chairs over to the side, as well as push some other furniture and stuff around.  Once he seemed pleased with the space he’d made he came back over to your side.

“Okay, you can continue now.”

Giving a small laugh you smiled and called out the Pokemon.

A flash of light shot out from the loveball, and even before the Pokemon had fully appeared you could tell it was bigger than an Applin.  Once it was fully present it took you a second to register what you were looking at, but once you had, you gasped.

“A Ponyta?”

You grinned and squealed in joy as you approached the adorable little pastel Pokemon.  It whinnied and danced around a moment before coming over to where you’d settled on your knees near it.  You ran your hands through its mane and over its coat of fur.

“I know how much you’ve wanted one, and how unlucky you’ve been with finding one for yourself.  So, I spent the majority of today and last evening looking for this little guy.  I actually got lost in Glimwood Tangle for a bit, Madame Opal had to help me find my way back to the main path.  I’m not sure how she knew I was lost but thank Arceus she did.”

You laughed along with Leon, combing your fingers through the Ponyta’s mane some more.  Giving it a final scratch behind its ear you returned it to the loveball and stood up.  Holding the ball with both hands you smiled looking down at the heart on the front of it.

“You didn’t have to do all that.”  You said softly.

Leon stepped closer, gently taking hold of your wrists.

“I wanted to.”

Looking up at him you smiled, moving your right hand up to cup his cheek.

“Oh, Lee.”

Moving your hand to the back of his head you pulled him towards you as you leaned in closer, connecting your lips.  Leon wrapped an arm around your waist, the other coming up to cradle the back of your head as well.  The two of you stayed like that for a moment, enjoying your first kiss, after breaking away Leon spoke.

“I’m sorry I caused you so much stress.”

“Well, if I’d been able to gather enough courage to confess properly in the first place there wouldn’t have been any confusion.”

Leon laughed a bit.

“Why don’t we say we’re both at fault and call it even?”

“Deal.”

[cherbexr]

"Then let's be lost together"

Leon x Trainer! Reader

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Warnings: none!

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"(Pokemon), return!"

You called back your partner as the wind and the rain continued to blow, not wanting to danger your partner in this weather. You tried to shield your eyes as you looked around to see where you were.

"I can't see anything..." You huffed and pulled out your rotom phone noticing it was low on battery, "can't even call for a taxi either."

You then put your phone away and trudged to an abandoned tower to get some cover from the weather. As you sat your stuff down in the dark room you sighed in relief and turned your flashlight on.

"At this rate, I'll be late to the tournament." You huffed in disappointment and sat down against a wall with your knees to your chest.

Some faint noises could be heard in the background, choosing to ignore it you called out your (electric type Pokemon of your choice!) and asked if they could lend their power to charge your phone.

You looked around in the dark, damp place and sighed again. You looked back at your Pokemon and they looked uneasy and were in a defensive stance.

"What is it?" you asked and looked in the direction your Pokemon was looking at. Your eyes widened when you saw a Pokemon emerge from a shadow. It was a wild Dusclops!

"Okay ready to fight (Pokemon name)? Oh wait you still have my phone in your mouth... Let's go!" You decided to bolt with your Pokemon closely behind you.

You managed to get far enough away from the tower and back in the pouring rain. "Great..."

"Heyy!!" A loud voice called from above you. You looked up and saw an outline of a Charizard with someone on top. "Hey! Are you lost?"

That's weird, flying taxis usually use Corviknights...

The Charizard and the man landed in front of you and your vision cleared....It was Champion Leon! The one you were dreaming of going up against if you weren't caught in this bloody rain...

Your eyes widened as you saw him jump off Charizard and walk up to you, towering over you.

"Sorry to startle you, I got lost trying to make my way to Wyndon. Then this storm kicked up, losing my way even more," he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You gotta admit, he looked delicious like this. All drenched, his clothes clinging to his body showing the outline of his muscles and- I'mma stop there.

"Uh yeah, same. I was also headed to Wyndon until I got caught in the rain," you said to him.

"So you're in the same boat I'm in! Haha, what a coincidence!" he laughed. "How about we set up camp together? I may not look like it but I can cook a pretty mean curry."

You smiled at him and approved as you both sat your stuff down and set up a campsite. You shared your ingredients but he opted to use whipped cream, sweet pecha berries, and...sausages?

"Um, are you sure that's going to be good?"

"Trust me," he replied, concentrating on making his curry. You shrugged and let your pokemon out so they could recharge.

Time passes as you're cracking jokes with Leon and talking and getting to know each other. He finally finishes his rancid curry and gives you a plate to have a try.

You looked at the plate that stood in your hands suspiciously. It was bubbling and gurgling.

"eat up! I promise it's as good as it looks," he says with a mouthful.

You looked at him and back at your plate and decide to lick the tip of the spoon. To much surprise it was pretty good. Your pokemon seemed to enjoy it judging from the food around their mouths.

As your two finish up dinner, you notice the rain stopped but it was dark outside. Leon was gathering up the dirty dishes while you were getting your phone to work again after having a little water damage and a bite mark from your Pokemon.

"Hey, how about we get some sleep and tomorrow morning we can travel to Wyndon together?" Leon suggests.

"Sounds like a plan, hopefully we don't get lost," you joked.

"If we did, let's get lost together"

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[r0-boat]

Hear me out, flying type hybrid darling using their wings to hug their partner.

Like 'preening' their partner's hair and hiding their feathers in their partner's clothes; chirping / hooting happily when their partner come back home with hands full of their feathers like a silly game

(Can be anyone you like I just cant get this thought out my head haha)

Now I am absolutely obsessed with shipping Larry with monster reader. And when I saw Harpy reader I dived for it aaa.

The characters I will do is Larry, Warden Ingo, Leon,

Various characters (pokemon) reaction to their beloved as a flying type hybrid harpy.

Larry

You just showed up one night scratching in his back door with your sharp claws. You were looking for nesting material the day before you never asked a human for some this human seemed shocked But ultimately gave you some cloth it was strong yet soft and smelled nice. This human was nice : )

As a flying-type trainer, he knows some of the mannerisms you have. He thinks it's cute when you preen his hair or make a small nest out of his clothes because you missed him. Sometimes, he would show you how humans court and then do the same thing to you

And his coworkers and boss are none the wiser when he starts finding feathers in his suit all day. They just assumed that he had a new flying type Pokemon and not a hybrid birb spouse. Even so, coming to work covered in feathers isn't professional, but he can't bring himself to tell you to stop. He knows you're doing this out of love for him. Maybe Larry will ask you if he could wear one feather and put it in his pocket.

Your feathers are just so soft when you wrap your wings around him. He can't help but cuddle into you and fall asleep. He can feel your nails thread through his hair, mimicking the way he touches you.

Before stepping into his house, he could hear the excited tapping of your feet as you do your happy dance. The little bird hops with your feathers all fluffed before yelling his name and throwing feathers all over the place. His home life has never been this exciting, and he can't help but smile.

Warden Ingo

You struggle the flap of your wings, kicking up the snow on the ground. The Searing pain in your left wing and arm is almost overwhelming. Your energy is slowly draining as your body struggles to keep warm. Your feathery down kept you from freezing for a while, but how long will that last? Has the wind begun to pick up? You hold your broken arm close to your chest, trying to keep in your subs of pain as you huddle your wings closer together, desperate to cling to any ounce of warmth; your vision blurs and your brain tells your body to conserve energy. The only thing you saw when you began to blackout was a man in a long coat approaching.

You were protective of the man who saved your life—wrapping your wings around him not only for affection but also for protection. For some reason, this human was drawn to you. Your beautiful white wings and Feathers jogging his memory of something, though not enough to figure out why.

Every time his Warden duties called, he would leave his cabin even though he had sworn he would go you home somehow, always following him, stalking him in the distance until he was alone. Then, you would appear either from a high ledge of a cliff or a dark cave to brush yourself up against him, cooing for his affection.

Every time he falls asleep, he wakes up to his jacket being stolen and wrapped around you, not that he Minds that you wear it, though he has to tell you to be careful; those sharp talons of yours could easily rip a new hole.

The Striking eyes of his remind you of a Braviary hybrid. You can't help but Preen his hair and put some of your feathers in it. You coo in Delight of how handsome he is. Cuddling close to him and playing and tugging on his clothes.

Leon

Wherever he was, this was definitely not the Pokemon Center. In fact, this wasn't a town at all. He didn't even know how he got so high up in the mountains. Leon swore he was following a path. As he continued to wander, getting himself more and more lost, it wasn't before long that the sun began to set. Still, he took this challenge with a smile despite being low on supplies. He was in the wilderness. They're sure to be some berries somewhere. However, before the sun dipped below the horizon, he saw a blur Bolt from the tree to the dense foliage. It was like lightning, but he could have sworn he saw feathers. The figure was a human shape, a hybrid, perhaps? It stood at a distance where he could barely see it. It stood there tilting its head almost as if it wanted him to follow. As he followed the creature until they were nowhere in sight, that's when he realized he was back on the path.

Almost every encounter with you was by pure chance. You don't even know how he does it; a dumb human gets lost, and then you guide him back suddenly. A month later, he's back?! What the heck?? What is this human's deal!? is he trying to get himself killed?!

You only watch the human to make sure he doesn't get himself killed, not because you think the human is attractive. And you absolutely didn't swoon when you saw that he was wearing the feather you dropped as a necklace.

But unbeknownst to you Leon wasn't just adventuring for adventuring sake he was looking for you. Oh yes the mysterious hybrid that led him back to the path on that night he met you. Hybrids are already so rare, and when you caught his eye, he couldn't help but relive the memory. He not only wanted to meet you, but he wanted to get to know you to understand you. And you were just as infatuated with him as he was with you.

Even though you're instincts told you to court him as a potential mate, you knew that as a human, he couldn't be trusted, but somehow, Leon knew that , he knew that you were wary of him. He didn't blame you. How could he? Thus begins the slow build of trust and your relationship

[koobop]

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jonathan joestar x bride reader: fem!reader, nsfw, fluff au, spoiler free, still early draft

leon x psychic trainer reader: gn!reader, sfw, requested, an imagine, still early draft, taking priority

tainted love: jonathan x erina, angst, sfw, spoilers for phantom blood, vampire jonathan au, still an early draft

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[om-nom-snom]

Can I request headcanons of Leon crushing on a sweet, book-obsessed reader who is also a Fairy-type specialist please?

[A Fairy Specialist]

Leon x Reader

Leon happened to meet you when he barged into Sonia's lab, wanting to ask her a few questions and deciding to just 'pop by'

Instead, he finds himself face to face with an unimpressed gardevoir and a very attractive person he's never met before perusing a bookshelf

You been invited by Sonia to look through her collection of research, a Pokémon professor in training yourself with a penchant for fairy types

Both Leon and Sonia are quick to apologise for him interrupting you, the professor chiding Leon for not asking if she was already busy

The champion is fine letting the words roll off him, however, much too interested in you

After you say it's okay for him to stay and speak with Sonia you go back to your papers, gardevoir still keeping an eye on the strange man

After a couple of questions, of which you help answer, Leon is just about swooning at how smart you are

Unfortunately, he can't stick around all day

The champion doesn't even make it home before he messages Sonia to ask questions about you

Sonia sees what he's getting at miles away and is so here for it

He does come back to the lab a few days later with the same excuses

With Sonia out on fieldwork, you make yourself and Leon a cuppa while you try to answer his questions

He tries to sneak in some questions about your personal life but he's not very slick, Leon ends up blushing every time you laugh before answering him

It does lead to him figuring out what your favourite Pokémon in galar is, however

Galarian ponyta

Unfortunately due to the nature of your work, and your interest in fairy types merely being a hobby, there's no way for you to travel all the way to glimwood tangle just for one pokemon

So imagine your surprise when Leon shows up again a week later and offers you a pokeball

Did he just go camp out in glimwood tangle for a couple nights looking for the perfect ponyta? Of course not....

He absolutely did

Seeing the smile on your face as you fawn over the pastel Pokémon is the best reward he could've asked for

Leon won't say no when you offer to take him out for coffee as thanks, though

[smallestapplin]

Hulloooo could I possibly request some NSFW with Raihan and/or Leon (….or both at once 👀) with a nonbinary S/O with big ol tiddies?

Going back to my roots I see. I wrote seperate if that's okay ^^;

Minors do NOT interact! 18+ only!

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Raihan

Raihan is handsy with you just in general, you're his partner and it shows! He can't keep his hands off you, whether that's an arm around your shoulder, a hand on your lower back, or being pressed against you while you two sit.

He's always being touchy with you, and you soak up his affection with ease.

Your tits are no exception when he finally has you to himself, he loves groping them, always shoving his hands up your shirts just to start squeezing them.

Raihan is a menace.

You both know that.

The moment your shirt is off he's already licking one of your nipples before lightly biting down and sucking on it, as his other hand caresses your other tit and pinches your hardening bud.

He's mindful of his fangs at least, but oh how he loves leaving bite marks along your chest, claiming you as his, it just gets his cock throbbing.

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Leon

You'd be surprised about how shy he is about your chest. Leon is a good man, a gentleman, if you will.

In the time you two have been dating he's never once glanced at your chest, he thinks it's rude to do so when he could be looking at your face and realizing how in love he is with you.

So when your shirt comes off he's a mess.

He's stuttering out how wonderful you look, how he loves you, and can't get enough of you, but his eyes trail down to your exposed chest before darting right back to your face.

He's adorable.

But fuck he loves them.

When he finally brings his hands to your soft chest it's all over for him. He shoves his head between them, ignoring how you chuckle and run your fingers through his long purple hair.

Leon is more than pleased when your laughter is cut short with a soft sigh, relishing in his big hands squeezing your tits, fingers teasingly brushing over your nipples making them harden.

He's not a menace, but arceus above he's needy.

Leon loves your chest, loves squeezing your tits, kissing them, sucking on them, rubbing against them, it all just gets his head spinning.

Even when he's finally putting his cock inside you, he can't seem to stop playing with your chest.

[creampie-capital]

✦「Raihan x Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║Raihan

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ/ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ/ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ║Pokémon Sword & Pokémon Shield

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║14,040

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Do not steal, copy, or repost anywhere. My work is currently on both CREAMPIE_CAPITAL on wattpad and Imtropicalbaby on Quotev. If posted on another account or website, please report and notify me immediately.

Now onto the smut :)

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

*Note, it's been said that Raihan's ethnicity is South Asian, Muslim

*I messed up on the height in the last chapter. 6'6 is (198 cm) so Raihan's 6'8 is (203 cm)

Huffing aloud, your feet came to a halt once you reached the battlegrounds. Shouting and intensive roaring of dragon-type pokemon echoed around the extensively large stadium.

Placing a hand on your hip and dropping your duffle bag onto the ground, you narrowed your (e/c) optics at the man baring his fangs as he displayed a wide grin at his Trainers.

"Raihan!"

Your voice reverberated within the stadium, which ceased any other movement. The pokemon trainers all froze for a moment before their attention flung to your frame.

"(Y/n)!" The dark-skinned man bellowed out as he sped over to your frame. His towering 6'8 (203 cm) body seemed to grow in height with each nearing step.

His sweaty elongated arms opened to entrap you in a bone crush hug, and you cringed upon the sight. "Don't you dare touch me when you're coated in sweat!" You hissed, but his grin never wavered.

Instead, he ignored your words to engulf you in his arms and shove your face against his sticky bare chest.

Your (e/c)'s enlarged face blazing with heat from the contact. "Raihan, you're nasty!" You snapped, which only prompted him to laugh.

It rumbled against his chest onto your own body, stimulating your insides with your cheeks rivaling the heat of a fire.

Clicking your tongue, you hid your face against his body and accepted his hug, your arms wrapping around to hold him close as the both of you relished in the presence of the other.

His arms grew tighter, his heart beating faster against his ribs while he hummed with satisfaction.

Feeling eyes watching you closely had, your skin enflamed like lighting a torch. "Okay, Raihan. That's enough; people are watching us." You murmured while attempting to push him away, but he only tightened his hug.

"No, I don't think I will." He replied back with a light laugh that tingled your tummy from the angelic noise. "I haven't seen you at all in six months; let me hold you just a little longer. Won't you give me that? Please, Doll?"

Your ears erupted in mind-numbing heat. Slapping your hands against his firm stomach, you attempted to push yourself away, but it was to no avail.

"What did I say about nicknames!? It's embarrassing!"

The dragon tamer pulled back only far enough so he could meet your gaze but remain holding you in place.

Your stomach fluttered with that loving look he gave you, and it only increased when he reached a finger to your face so he could swipe a thumb over your bottom lip.

"You always say you hate them, and I always say I'll never stop." His response prompted you to scrunch your nose and finally force yourself out of his hold.

"A-At least not in public!"

He bellowed with laughter while reaching for his phone, using the opportunity to snap a quick picture of your flustered face that he could almost see emanating with heat.

Raihan turned back to his trainers and waved them off, signaling that the day's training was over. They waved goodbye to both of you, and your attention remained on their departing figures until the giant man grasped your hands in his gloved ones.

"Don't be a tsundere and give me a kiss, pretty girl." He crooned and you could feel your insides quivering.

It's been a few good months since you've heard him call you those stupid lovable names and they still had the same effect on you every time.

"I am not a tsundere!" You barked while glaring into his beautiful teal optics but once he gave you that devilish grin you snapped your gaze away. "...I just don't deserve all that flattery."

The onyx-haired male tightened his hold on your hand to regain your attention. When you slowly flickered up to look at him you noticed his usual grin had fallen.

"(Y/n), you say that every time."

You furrowed your brows and gradually shook your head, your lips pursing without you even realizing it. "No, I don't. It's just that I don't like overpraises and false cajolery." You replied which provoked the dragon tamer to tug you closer to his body so you pressed right up against him.

Although his tiger orange hairband obscured his forehead you could already tell his eyebrows were furrowed deeply.

"Come on, (Y/n). I just got you back from your expedition after six months, can we not start this?" The strained tone in his voice drove your throat to tighten and your abdomen to ache.

"Start what?" You quired while pulling out of his hold. "I'm just telling you how I feel. I'm already your girlfriend, you don't need to keep complimenting me."

He groaned aloud and grasped at his locks in the protective coif, tugging on his tied hair before heaving a heavy exhale.

"We may be together but that doesn't mean I need to stop marveling at somebody that I love so much. Every day it's like I find something new to admire and appreciate." He placed a finger under your chin to gaze into your eyes. "In my eyes, you are the most beautiful stunning woman I have ever met. You put the sun to shame with how bright your smile is. The stars could never compare to how much your eyes glimmer."

Steam must have been wafting off your figure from how overwhelmingly hot his compliments were making you feel.

Your head was hazy to indicate lightheadedness which encouraged you to swallow thickly.

"T-This is what I mean, I don't deserve it! You just like to see me all flustered-" Your speech came to a halt when the man reached for your thighs and hauled you up against his body.

He held you firmly with your hands instinctively flying to wrap around the back of his neck. His nude-colored lips were scowling, not due to anger but annoyance.

"I am your boyfriend, a man so utterly in love with you." The tone of his voice was not sharp; however, he clearly was displeased. "So everything I say is not some faux flattery just to see you flustered. It's because I want you to understand how I perceive you."

Your lips felt clamped shut with glue, stuck together with a sense of guilt infiltrating its way into your heart. That pained expression, his fangs baring was not something you meant to cause.

It was just so hard to accept his compliments, or anyone's for that matter. You just don't understand why anyone would waste their breath on you like that, even if they were in a relationship with you.

Leaning forward, you connected your lips with his while pushing your chest against his bare one. He remained hesitant at first but you know he can never deny a sweet kiss from you.

His grip on your thighs tightened as he angled his head so the kiss could deepen. You still smelled of the jungle, of fresh healthy vegetation that conflicted against the sour odor of his sweat.

He could taste the ripe fruit you must have been consuming on the expedition as he sucked on your tongue.

Breathless groans and teasingly quiet moans reverberated from your chest and it only drove him to desire more of you.

Lightly tapping on his shoulder, you forced him to focus and pull away slightly so you could breathe. "C-Calm down; I just got back." You replied only for him to grin and lick his tongue along your lips.

"Exactly, you just got back." And he resumed the kiss as if it was the air he needed to breathe.

Deciding to sway your embarrassment and indulge in your desires you kissed back feverishly, your hands migrating to his protective hairstyle to tug on it.

He hummed, his hands reaching farther up your leg until one of them pulled away to slam down and slap upon your bottom cheek.

Your body jolted against his, a gasp echoing out as he used the opportunity to drive his tongue in your mouth and taste every bit of you.

You were out of breath from his lewd actions and he could tell so he pulled away to place a smooch against your lips before intertwining his tongue with yours.

Drool dribbled from the corner of your mouth and at the sensation, you quickly pulled away and wiped it with your sleeve.

"Don't do that, it was hot!" He voiced and dug his fingers into your bottom.

Punching his shoulders you wiggled and squirmed until the giant placed your feet on the ground of the stadium. "Shut up! I let you get away with too much."

He displayed a wide vibrant grin that showed his piercing white teeth and sharp fangs. "You know you liked it."

Clicking your tongue you reached for your duffle and turned to face the exit way. "Well I haven't eaten anything since last night so I hope we could go out for some regular food."

Nodding his head the giant ran over to a bench to dress in his dragon-type uniform and hoodie before rushing back over.

Upon his return, you began ambling down the hallway however the dark-skinned man wouldn't allow you to progress any further until your hands were clamped firmly together with his.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Dropping the duffle on the ground you let your body fall upon his mattress, your (e/c) optics shutting as you relished in the soft comfort.

"Oh my god how I've missed an actual bed!" The words were muffled but Raihan still managed to understand. "I like sleeping on the ground but unsteady gravel and a thin sleeping bag were not it for six months."

The dragon tamer pivoted on the balls of his feet so he could fall backward, bouncing your body for a few rounds.

"Ah, I'm stuffed." He announced, a hand patting his firm abbs that in no way shape or form would ever look anything but muscular.

"And I missed junk food so much." You murmured with a faint exhausted voice.

Raihan turned on his side slowly so he could wrap an arm around your midsection and pull you against his chest.

Your back met his warm heated body while his fingers snaked under your shirt to trail lines up and down your tummy.

Fluttering butterflies danced under your skin from his touch with your heart skipping a beat.

"And I've missed you so much." His voice was right in your ear, his breathing fanning it and increasing the heat from the extensive blood flow to your labyrinth.

Gingerly reaching down you held your hand atop of his, squeezing it tightly. "I've...missed you so much too."

The giant hummed with satisfaction and kissed your ear before covering your jaw in them. You laughed lightly from the ticklish sensation until those giggles were swapped for a moan.

His warm lips left lingering kisses across your throat, his fangs lightly grazing across your skin to stimulate it.

And then he began to suck on it, nipping until he broke the capillaries below and bruised your skin with his markings.

The stinging sensation was pain that felt so good. It spread across your chest like lightning striking the ground.

"R-Raihan~."

He released an audibly long breath before placing his forehead against the back of your crown and hugging you close to his body.

"F*ck, you just got back and I know your exhausted but I can't help it. You're just so pretty." He breathed in your hair and you could feel your body temperature rise from his words.

"Y-You're just a horn dog." You replied, cursing yourself for stuttering like some school girl.

The giant laughed, his hand that trailed along the skin of your tummy rose to your jaw so he could stroke it with his calloused fingertips.

"I'm a horn dog if I wanna f*ck all my love deep inside you?"

Your heartbeat quickened. "Yes!"

"Then I'm your horn dog that you gotta get under control." He murmured before placing a swift smooch on your lips. "But because I know you're exhausted I'll keep it my pants...for now."

You rolled your eyes and slowly sat up, a knot stretching uncomfortably in your back which prompted you to groan disdainfully.

Raihan could almost picture the deep scowl and furrowed brows from your aching body. He sat up himself and grasped your shoulder so you could turn your head to face him.

He kissed your lips once again before smiling against them, humming as a kitty would. "Alright, I'll run you a bath and when you get out I'll give you a massage."

Offering him a lopsided smile you nodded your head. "No funny business?"

He raised a palm to face you with another laying across his chest where his heart fibbed beneath. "I promise, I just want to make your time at home comfortable."

You swallowed strenuously and dropped your gaze to your lap. "This isn't even my home-"

"Ah!" He interjected and reached for your warm cheeks so he could hold them in the palm of his hand. "My home will always be yours as well, it's our home, (Y/n)."

Staring into his glimmering teal eyes you felt frozen at the moment, just completely overtaken by his heartfelt gaze.

Laughing in your throat you shook your head and leaned back so his hand could fall from your face. "Just run the bath."

He shook his head lightly with his signature grin. "Of course, I still remember exactly how you like it."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

The sweet mouthwatering aroma of food emanated in the air, your senses heightened as you began to awaken. Sunlight streamed in through the curtains and burned your eyes from behind your lids.

Groaning audibly, your body shifted as a hand migrated to shield you from the rays.

Shuffling could be heard before the curtains were closed and footsteps neared your half-asleep frame. Succulent lips were placed upon yours tenderly before Raihan's hand caressed your jaw.

You hummed, unconsciously leaning into his hold as your heavy eyes gingerly squinted open.

Even in the dim room, you could make out his vibrant grin that was ever so lively.

"Hey, pretty girl. Good morning, did you sleep well?" He quired in a soft voice that was contrary to his youthful appearance.

Rolling your eyes at his nickname you nodded your head wearily and carefully sat up. The covers fell from your shoulders, your joints cracking audibly with a satisfied groan resonating from your lips.

"God(s), I haven't slept that good in months. I always had to be ready in case a pokemon wanted to conduct a sneak attack." You replied before yawning, your jaw aching for a moment from the pulling on the tendons.

The dragon tamer nodded his head in understanding before leaning forward to place a kiss against your warm nose.

"Well, I'm glad you slept so good, and now it's time for you to eat so well too." He mused while his arms carefully wrapped around your shoulders and the back of your knees to heave you in the air.

Air wooshed past your frame from the movement and for a second you were lightheaded until he began his crusade out of the bedroom.

The delicious fragrance grew stronger once he reached the dining room and set you down at the head of the table.

A variety of delicacies littered the glass surface, all ranging from meats to fruits to vegetables.

"I wasn't sure if your taste changed since being on your expedition so I made a 'lil' bit of everything for ya."

Staring in utter disbelief you shook your head and connected your gaze with the man who took a seat next to you.

"This must have been so much work. We easily could have gone out to a diner for breakfast, Raihan."

Placing a plate with utensils in front of you he ignored your words. "We could have but I wanted to cook for my girlfriend." His teal eyes flickered over to the food before regaining your gaze. "Besides, I like seeing your pretty face when you eat my food."

Heat ignited from beneath your skin and flared out the longer he stared at you unwaveringly. He reached for one of your favorite fruits and bit into it before leaning over.

One of his hands grasped your jaw to slant closer to him and your lips connected. Gasping from the sudden contact he pushed the fruit into your mouth with his long tongue and pulled back to showcase a devilishly triumphant grin.

"Now you can either eat up or I can feed you with my mouth again if you would like." He cooed and observed the way you seemed to freeze like a computer.

Nearly choking on the fruit as you swallowed his smile grew from your reaction.

"U-Uh Uh, Raihan!" You snapped but he merely laughed, the noise echoing in the dining room.

He poured a glass of juice before setting it in the corner of the place matt. The dark-skinned man was acting like a househusband waiting on you hand and foot which elicited your stomach to swirl heavily.

What an odd fantasy and one that was far from ever coming true.

"Come on, eat up! Get all your energy back so we can make up for the lost time." He exclaimed with his lively grin and you pursed your lips at his words.

"Are we not just going to relax?"

"We are but I think you'll need to have a bit more energy to relax with my c*ck in your p*s-"

You threw a spoon forward which struck him right in the middle of the forehead. "Watch your mouth, you nasty boy!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Watch my mouth, huh? Don't be so hypocritical when you're the one screaming for more now." He hissed in your ear, tugging on your hair so your chin could point towards the ceiling.

Your teeth ground against each other as each forceful thrust of his hips drove your body harder into the couch cushion.

His c*ck grazed along sensitive spots both deep and shallow inside that had your eyes rolling back into your head.

He ceased his thrust to remain buried within you and pulled on your hair again whilst he reached his other hand to hook in the corner of your cheek.

"Don't you remember how loud you would scream? How filthy you were choking on my c*ck with tears running down your face?" He chuckled under his breath and grinded himself in you, his back arching the slightest as he remained inside but still afflicted the tender spots against your walls.

You could barely respond with coherent words, just mumbled mess echoing out in the living room. Everything within your head was running around at the speed of sound.

"And how could I forget!?" Raihan released your mouth to reach up to his head and remove his tiger orange hairband.

Without warning, he wrapped it around your neck before yanking the ends so the cloth could choke you.

Your (e/c) eyes widened, the shock and pain of his action had your whole body tense. Everything tightened...your throat, your stomach, your walls around his c*ck.

He inhaled a profound breath while he twitched inside from the tightness only suffocating you could provide.

Reaching to grasp the hairband you fell forward, your forehead pressing into the armrest with his hips driving harder against you so he was the absolute deepest he had ever been.

As if flicking a switch you were completely under his control, limp and basically unresponsive. No longer were you moaning curses and instead, the only thing that could be heard leaving your lips were weak wheezes.

God(s), you loved it when he choked you. Regardless if it were those big strong hands or his hairband. Pressure on your larynx was a pain that shot down your abdomen like lightning strikes on earth.

It spread like branches of trees that clawed you closer to another org*sm.

The more you fought against the cloth choking you, the harder he pulled and tugged. The lack of air was almost intoxicating, like a drug that wasn't good for you but you still desired more.

Asphyxiation had all those pleasurable chemicals flooding your deprived brain. Everything was extra sensitive but you were also more aware.

Choking against it you could feel the dripping of sweat down your back and behind your knees. An ache in your nipples, throbbing as if it demanded to be touched right then and there.

The stretch of your slits widened to take in the shape of his bulbous c*ck. Shaped so deliciously thick all around his shaft that was the slightest shade lighter compared to the rest of his dark skin.

And his fat leaking tip that kissed the deepest part of you so desperately but would also reach so far down your throat you gagged on it too.

You whimpered before wheezing out when he pulled the ends even farther apart. It burned against the skin of your throat, you were sure there would be a darkened mark but you didn't care.

Nothing mattered but the pressure on your neck and that pretty wet d*ck buried inside your walls. They shaped so tightly around him - molding - to be the only form that he could fit in.

Tears dribbled down your face and soaked the hairband around your throat. Saliva crept from the corners of your lips that drooled across your chin.

It began to become difficult to see but despite that your lips were pulled upwards into a massive grin, teeth grinding into each other with the most er*tic expression you could involuntarily portray on your face.

Raihan peeked his head down at an angle to observe the way you looked. And to him, it was like you were nothing more than a masochistic wh*re that had been touched starved for six months.

Absolutely filthy you were under him at that moment. It was so embarrassing but so f*cking hot.

Slowly pulling the cloth together he released some of the strain against your throat, you inhaled a profoundly deep breath before having it taken away from you when he yanked it apart to asphyxiate you once again.

"Ack~!"

Your head was thrown back, a divot deep in your spine whilst you dug your nails into the couch cushion. At that moment with your head so light and deprived of oxygen, you came with a choking wheeze.

"Hehe~! You came just from me choking the sh*t out of you!? You really are the nasty one, pretty girl!"

Your eyes rolled back into your head as white overtook your vision. The tingling in your abdomen spread all across your legs which drove the last remaining bouts of strength to give out.

The dragon tamer crotch that was already drenched in a predominantly white cream from your earlier org*sm has once again become coated in another climax.

A ring of white surrounded the base of his c*ck and dripped down his aching balls. That action was stimulating but he almost came right then and there from the squeezing of your walls around his shaft that was still sowed inside.

He sucked in a breath, his balls tensing and the need to c*m overtook every one of his senses.

With your body trembling and vision blanking out he released the hairband around your neck and threw it on the ground without a care.

Immediately you coughed and wheezed in an attempt to inhale the oxygen you were deprived of. Your body fell to the side, leaning against the couch as you reached for your tender bruised throat.

Raihan smiled at you, a sickeningly sweet grin that grew when he pulled out to step off the couch and lean over your figure.

One of his hands grasped your hair, tangling it between his fingers so he could pull your head upwards.

With no strength to defy him, you allowed yourself to be forced up even if the strain of your scalp irritated you.

His other hand reached down to his slimy wet c*ck that throbbed so painfully with a need to release. He slapped the tip across your tear-stricken face before pumping himself.

The squelching of your org*sm that coated his length echoed loudly within the living room. His soft grunts grew to audible huffs; sweat dripping down the side of his face.

You merely stuck out your tongue and like a greedy sl*t begged him in your own way to paint your face for being such a good girl.

The pace of his hands increased, edging him to his release that was right there. Raihan's grip on your hair grew firmer with the nearing of his org*sm.

"You want it, right? You want to be covered in c*m like a nasty b*tch, right?"

His teeth ground against each other while he breathed laboriously, the bluster of his muffled grunts and groans resonating even louder in the room.

The dragon tamer's leg's tingled, its muscles overstimulated. His balls ached to release the tension that built up within.

Raihan's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as the overbearing tingling sensation in his abdomen swept through his nerves.

He cursed under his breath while you licked his leaking tip to help inch him closer.

"Nhg~!" He abruptly moaned out as it finally hit. His breath was caught in his throat while he aimed it towards your face.

His hips bucked forward with his toes curling against the floor. His back arched the slightest with a blissful expression forming on his face.

The man gave his throbbing c*ck one last heavy pump before feeling his c*m arising through the hole. His breathing was erratic as his stomach flexed and contracted at a ragged pace. His mind became blank as the euphoric feeling of his org*sm hit him.

Your tongue stuck outwards and you shut your eyes to protect it. Without a moment to waste he called out your name as his warm spurt shot out and landed on your face.

You flinched from the contact at first but quickly grew relaxed by the familiar feeling. Thick and sticky, landing all over the surface of your front.

On your cheeks, over your nose; trickling down your succulent lips. His c*m mixed with the tears that once stained your face and saliva that drooled from your mouth.

"Oh, f*ck. You spend all that time on your make-up to look pretty but you've never looked prettier than with my c*m on your face, baby girl." He murmured in a low hoarse voice.

Gingerly you opened your eyes, weary of the small trail that flowed from your forehead to observe his flushed expression.

Your tongue was still laid out so he took the opportunity to place his still throbbing head on the muscle and release that last bit of c*m he had welled up inside of him.

The dark-skinned man was in a state of ecstasy from all the pleasurable sensation and when your mouth wrapped around his tip to suck he immediately began trembling.

"That's enough, pretty girl." He warned and stepped back so his semi-hard c*ck could fall from your mouth.

You huffed in disapproval but the man merely chuckled and reached for his phone on the coffee table.

"Close your eyes and smile." Your boyfriend ordered and you already knew what he wanted. You detested your picture being taken but you couldn't help but feel slightly exhilarated by it at the moment.

So like a good girl you did as you were told, sticking out your tongue to showcase the white liquid splattered on your tongue, and heard the shutter of his phone go off.

The picture showcased everything. Your damp hair from your sweat that was still tangled within his fingers. Dried tears, bubbly drool, and his thick spurts of c*m coating your face.

He even managed to get a bit of your naked form that was covered in contusions and bites. And even a few small cuts from when he grazed his sharp fangs a little too hard on your skin.

"That's so f*cking hot, you're so f*cking hot." He praised breathlessly and set down his phone on the coffee table. "I wanna go again!"

"No!" You wheezed which prompted the giant man to only grin at you cheekily. He carefully untangled your hair from his hand only to reach down and pick you up in a bridal hold.

"Fine, later...but for now let's take a shower. We are so sweaty and we still have breakfast to finish."

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"And this is where I almost fell off a cliff being chased by a Rayquaza before I caught that damn thing." You laughed at the image that was displayed across your Tv screen. "I was looking for a Mega Rayquaza so I was pretty bummed when all I found were those ones."

"Really?" Raihan quired in a low voice while he angled his head to look down at you. His arms wrapped tighter around your shoulders as he pulled you again to his side on the couch. "Rayquaza are legendary pokemon said to have only been alive hundreds of millions of years ago. Don't you realize how extraordinary that it is?"

Nodding your head you focused your gaze on the screen to hide your quivering lip in the dark that wanted to grin proudly at his words.

"You're amazing. Absolutely, undoubtedly-" He leaned forward, his noise briefly brushing against yours until he placed a kiss on your lips. "-amazing. You make me so proud."

The blazing heat once again returned to your face, so hot you were sure you must have looked like a steaming kettle.

Your stomach swirled with something heavy and your heart skipped the beat of its regular palpations.

"Don't be lying to me, you know how I feel when you exaggerate things." You murmured while you attempted to look away but he grasped your lower jaw to keep you still.

"I'm not lying!" He rose his voice for a split second before clicking his tongue. Releasing your body the dragon tamer turned slightly so his profile faced yours and stared down into your eyes with an unwavering gaze.

"Everything you do is...is incredible. You sacrifice a lot of your time to research and study pokemon both ancient and alive. You're basically some pokemon whisperer because I have never seen or met anyone who can tame feral - legendary - pokemon. You've found things that have cured illnesses; genetic coding that restores fossils. Come on, not to mention you were the Champion of the Kanto region's Pokémon League for years when you were just a kid until you basically...handed it over."

You pursed your lips and shook your head with minuscule movements. "Well, I didn't deserve to hold it for so long."

His shoulders sagged slightly before he removed his tiger orange hairband from his forehead to rest against the couch.

"(Y/n), you deserved to hold it for as long as possible. Nobody, I mean nobody could beat you. And when you gave up your title and owned that gym, nobody made it past. Arceus, I can just remember all that time you spent grinding, growing your team to the strength they are at. You put everything into your work and-and you still do! So I'm tired of you always saying you don't deserve any of it when we both know you do."

The dark-skinned man clicked his tongue and waved a hand in the air. "I bet if you wanted to reclaim your title you could beat the current champion in a heartbeat, KO-ing every single one of their pokemon with just one of yours." His voice boomed within the living room and you could just tell he was upset.

His furrowed brows, the sharp angle of his teal eyes, the prominent scowl, he was irritated with you.

And you didn't understand why he felt such a manner. Without you battling, you only needed to place your focus on your work and him. The fame and glory didn't do anything for you anyway.

Gingerly reaching your hands up to his jaw you pulled him down to kiss his forehead to free it of its furrow before placing another on his succulent lips.

He responded back eagerly, reaching down to your hips and pulling your body against his until he pulled back swiftly much to your displeasure.

"You always kiss me to distract me but this is something we need to discuss." He stated.

You recoiled from his words and shook your head. "We have nothing to discuss. Shouldn't we just-" Your Rotom Phone's ringtone went off which quickly caught your attention.

"I need to get that." You didn't even wait for his response as you stood to your feet and ambled over to the tv stand where your phone lay resting.

Disconnecting the cords you glanced down at the number before answering it urgently. "Hello? Dr. Ingar? Is something the matter?"

"No, you make it sound like something is wrong however it's quite the contrary! I've just had a breakthrough in the bones and I believe we can trace the origins of another legendary pokemon that would rattle the medical field for years."

Your lips morphed into a massive grin as you exited the living room and entered the bedroom for more privacy.

"That's amazing! I was sure it would at least require a few months!"

The doctor hummed on the line and you could almost envision the middle-aged man nodding his head. "I did too but really all I needed was my equipment and interns and we managed to figure it out so quickly! That means hopefully we can leave on another expedition in a little less than a month and we'll be in a much more rural area for far longer than our last one."

Your smile immediately fell from your lips like an angel plunging from heaven. "S-So soon?" You stuttered your question as you silently closed the door. "I thought you said I could be home for half a year? For Christmas, New Year, and-and Raihan's birthday."

Ingar replied with a yes before clearing his throat. "Of course, I thought it would too but this is an extraordinary discovery that we must make haste as soon as possible."

You stood unmoving for a moment, your myriads of thoughts rushing through your head. You could only hear your heartbeat in your ear until a knock at the door brought you back to earth.

Jumping in your spot, you swallowed thickly and coughed. "Alright, I understand, thank you!" And ended the call as soon as possible.

The door opened and you spun on the balls of your feet to face the man who peeked in with a worried expression.

"(Y/n), are you okay?"

Nodding your head you subconsciously hid your phone behind your back. "Yeah! Yeah, my forensic anthropologist was just calling to let me know about some breakthrough he had with the bones we discovered."

"Well, that's good." He murmured before entering the room. Striding closer he immediately grasped under your thighs and heaved you in the air, your legs wrapped around his waist on instinct.

"Raihan I'm heavy!" You screeched but he merely laughed and kissed your lips. Immediately melting into his kiss, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you deepened it.

Your tongues intertwined with each other, tasting the breakfast from earlier. The hunger your stomach once felt before had returned and you desired to eat him up.

With lungs burning, aching for air the two of you pulled away and rested your foreheads against each other.

Your ragged breathing filled the room before it was interrupted by a slight giggle from the giant man.

"Don't kiss me so intimately. You don't even understand how pent up I've been." He grunted, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs.

Displaying a lopsided grin and moving your hands to grasp his jaw, you placed a tender smooch on his succulent lips.

"I know, my thighs and throat still ache from earlier." Your (e/c) optics glimmered brightly with your cheeks growing in heat. "But I've really missed you..."

Without warning your back was pressed against the firm mattress so he could lay you down comfortably and let his mouth suck deep profound ringlets on your collarbone.

He stayed away from the dark markings he caused with his hairband and decorated more of your collarbone than anything.

You hummed audibly, playing with his hair in the protective style that was silkier than any other thing you've ever felt.

"You need to stop seducing me, we've got all the time in the world now that you're back." He expressed in a breathless tone against your neck whilst his hands snaked under the t-shirt he gave you to wear.

A heavy sensation of guilt swirled within your tummy. You knew you had to inform him that plans had changed, that you would be leaving so soon for much longer.

But you didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Yeah, but even so love me like you never have before." Your fingers tugged the bottom of his shirt and he quickly discarded it as if burned to have it on any longer.

His well-formed muscles flexed from his movement, clearly due to his intense training and exercise.

He hovered back over you and caressed your warm tummy with his calloused fingers. Shivers erupted down your spine, butterflies fluttering under the skin with your heartbeat dropping to your cl*t.

"You're basically asking me to hurt you, (Y/n)." He breathed, his head cocking to the side as he examined your appearance that he was so utterly in love with.

You couldn't fight the grin that displayed across your face and threw your phone somewhere on the mattress. "Maybe I am."

Raihan hummed, shaking his head before leaning down and kissing your lips with slow intimate movements.

"You did so well earlier that right now I'm taking my time with you." His voice was quiet in the bedroom but held the intensity of bellowing it out for the world to hear.

A hand reached down to your bare thighs and squeezed, the pads of his rough fingertips digging into the plush flesh.

Your fingers played with his onyx-hued locks, lightly tugging his hair out of the rubber bands so it was loose before entangling your fingers in them.

They were long, reaching down and just barely grazing past his jaw. Even with the undercut, his hair was still so thick.

He pushed himself against you, desiring to feel your warmth and to feel your body against his.

A hand left your thigh only to creep up to your stomach and snake underneath the clothing item. He caressed your bare skin, dragging his calloused fingertips along your sensitive tummy.

The man was touched starved, deprived of any sort of contact for far too long. The sensation of touching your own skin drove him to a pang of hunger he never knew he had.

He thought he quenched such a thing earlier in the morning on the couch but he was so in love with you that he desired to be connected with you intimately again and again till he couldn't even breathe.

You were the reason he woke up in the morning and made every day productive so he could rest at night and dream of being in your arms.

Now that all those days he waited in anguish were over and you were here, he didn't understand how he even managed to keep himself sane.

Hesitantly he pulled away from your lips to reach for his t-shirt you were wearing and yanked it over your head with your help.

And with skilled hands, your bra was next to be removed so your torso was completely bare for his eyes to see again.

His gaze ignited flames beneath your skin that ached to be touched in any manner he could provide. Whether it is his big hands to caress your limbs, appreciating it like you were a goddess he desired to worship.

Or his lips, kissing every inch until nothing was left untouched. You had been gone for so long, his marking had since then vanished and he didn't like that one bit.

Perky nipples hardened under his gaze and he swallowed thickly. Ah, words couldn't explain how much he enjoyed toying with them, watching you bite your lip and feeling your hands tighten their hold on his body.

He reached towards your bruised neck, lightly kissing the mark he made with his hairband before trailing them down your body.

You shivered from the anticipation and swallowed the saliva that pooled in your mouth. Oh, how you've missed those lips on your body.

Eventually, those lingering smooches turned to him sucking, lightly nibbling, and teasing you with his fangs pressing into your skin that threatened to draw blood.

The stinging pain hurt just as much as it felt immeasurable. His name left your lips breathlessly, like a sweet hymn to bless him.

His tender intimate sucking and kissing gradually lowered to the valley of your breast. Those large hands of his left your body only to grasp your mounds.

"I-I forgot how big your hands were." You mumbled with your heartbeat becoming more prominent in your cl*t.

He grasped them firmly, pressing his fingers into the soft flesh before glancing up to grin coyly at you. You watched as his long tongue stuck out from his mouth and circled around one of your nipples.

The heat of his extremity drove your hips to angle upwards, your crotch pressing against his to feel his prominent bulge.

Closing his mouth over the aching bud, his teeth grazed against it while he massaged and molded your other breast in his hand.

Your lips parted with a breathless hum reverberating out in the room. The butterflies in your tummy returned to flutter and spread through your nerves, only fueling your s*xual desires.

Raihan hummed around it before kissing your nipple softly, almost as if he didn't want to leave it alone but had to.

No words were spoken as he removed his hands from your chest only to graze them lightly down your stomach to the hem of your shorts.

He pulled them down with a bit of your assistance so you could be fully bare, vulnerable in a way but you had never been so comfortable with someone as you had been with Raihan.

The giant grasped your inner thighs, pressing lightly into the bites he made earlier so he could open your legs to him.

Your breathing was already labored with your chest rising and falling rapidly. You watched his expression morph to one of utter delight as if he was amazed by the sight in between your legs.

No matter how many times he has seen your most intimately hidden area, he was astonished that he was even gifted the right to be there.

It was embarrassing to have him stare for so long and as if getting the hint, he grinned cheekily before removing one of his hands to pull down his sweats and boxers.

Such a long thick c*ck, heavy and hard with surging blood flow. Pretty shiny tip leaking the slightest bit of pre-c*m.

And it was all yours, any time you wanted it.

Grasping close to the head he pressed it at your entrance, prodding teasingly before resting it just the slightest bit inside.

His hands migrated to intimately hold onto your waist, his face inching down to your tummy where he placed wet kisses along it.

All the while he enters himself inside, he hears the ragged gasp of amazement and contentment leave your lips.

Even though he had already been buried deep in your body hours ago, you had to relax and grow comfortable with his girth.

He was caring, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as one hand stroked your hair in a manner to distract you.

More intimate and tender than before when he was just raw f*cking, he wanted this moment to be more endearing.

And when you finally adjusted he asked what you wanted him to do. Did you want him to move? Or just stay buried inside and allow your wet smoldering walls to c*ckwarm him?

He already knew the answer but he liked the confirmation.

Softly he heard the words he wanted and kissed your forehead in understanding. He drove his hips backward, feeling the tightness grow with every inch that he pulled out until only the tip resided.

The emptiness was undesirable but thankfully the lovely dark-skinned man rolled his muscular hips back towards you and plunged himself so deep inside.

It was the start of his mindboggling thrust, the sensual rolling within and jutting of his hips.

He didn't just pound in to reach his high, he started slow and grazed against spots that had you squirm beneath him. His pace only grew when you begged for more, pleaded for him to go harder.

He did exactly as he was told, increasing his speed but stroking inside so deeply. There was nothing the two of you wanted more than just being closer.

But there wasn't any closer the two of you could get with your legs clutching onto his hips tightly, your chest pressing against his.

You could hear his breathing become ragged close to your ear with your face resting against his toned chest.

The cool room that once rivaled a frozen tundra had now risen in temperature close to that of a sauna. Even with the lack of clothing the close proximity of your bodies was as if sitting by a fireplace.

Nothing else filled your head but the man that drove himself deep inside and skimmed against every sensitive spot in you.

He made you barely able to speak, quivering from his powerful strokes that sent jolts of delight all through your body.

Raihan was nothing but attentive as he praised you highly in your ear. Everything you made him feel, he made sure you knew it.

This time he strayed from the degrading nicknames and settled for sweet praises that informed you of good you were doing.

He worshiped you highly, even thanking you for picking him, choosing him to be the one you opened yourself up to.

The saliva in your mouth felt thick as you could barely remember to swallow it. A stupid lascivious expression covered your face, already overwhelmed by the girthy c*ck inside that brought you closer and closer to an org*sm.

Another org*sm that would definitely be followed by multiple until the both of you couldn't even move.

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His ear rested on your stomach with his arms wrapped around your back. You watched the movie on the screen in your bedroom, running your nails along his scalp as he rested on your tummy.

It was close to six pm and you still had yet to eat dinner however both of you were already exhausted, for obvious reasons.

Your eyelids felt heavy, drooping from the fatigue. Words couldn't describe how comfortable you were in that chilled room.

With the man you adored resting on your body and your legs against his bare waist, a thick comforter was over your bodies due to the a/c.

Yawning out you attempted to be silent but you could feel the man shifting. He hummed, his eyes still remaining close to shield his teal optics however he leisurely placed a kiss on your clothed stomach.

"Should we call in some take-out?" He quired with a groggy voice.

"Sure." You replied and began massaging his scalp. He groaned out in relief and wrapped his arms tighter around your body.

"I love you so much." He whispered. "I don't know what I did to get someone like you."

You bit your lip and remained silent, massaging his scalp and toying with his soft locks that he didn't tie up. Even though he spoke of ordering food not one of you moved to grasp your cellular device.

Remaining in a place that was far too comfortable to leave, you two continued to lay in silence before the dark-skinned man broke the stillness first.

"(Y/n), I have a question and you don't have to answer it if you don't want to. I just want you to hear me out. Okay?"

His words had broken through your exhaustion and immediately you could feel yourself tensing. Anxiety flooded your brain with you instinctively feeling every pumping push of your blood through your veins.

"O-Okay."

The giant let one of his hands reach under his dragon sweatshirt you were wearing and rested his open palm on your warm tummy.

"Have you...have you ever thought about having children, like together?"

Your eyes enlarged for a moment, completely unprepared for what he had just asked.

"Well, I have." He replied and inhaled a deep breath, his fingers grazing over your abdomen where your womb rested beneath. "I've thought about it, a lot... Me and you, we're family already but I'd like to grow it. I'd like for you to be home more, to watch your tummy swell with our child."

You ground your teeth together in an attempt to hold back a sob. There was an abundance of emotions swirling inside of you, all pelting you with anxiety.

"A child... a child is a commitment to each other. We'll always be connected to one another, even if something goes wrong and we break up. And what about my career? It'll stop me from traveling and it won't be safe to go out and search anymore."

Raihan's fingers came to a halt on your stomach before he abruptly pulled it away. "We're not going to. I'm never going to leave. How many times do I have to tell you that you're the love of my life and always will be?" He snapped before raising his head to look into your eyes. "And with your career, you can keep doing it. We don't need to have one now, maybe someday in the future."

You looked away but he gripped your jaw and forced your gaze to remain on his. He wasn't portraying his usual vibrant smile, rather he appeared vexed.

"You can't tell the future, Raihan." You replied which promoted his fingers to tighten on your jaw but he would never hurt you in a forceful manner. "People change and there's nothing saying we'll be together forever. We're only in the moment."

His breath became stuck in his throat.

"I may not be able to but I do know how I feel. It's never going to change, it's never going away. I know I can tell you that I love you and it's just words but I thought that my actions were proof enough." He released your body and sat up before standing to his feet.

His back faced you, his muscles flexing as he stared ahead. "You know what, forget about everything I just said. It was stupid anyway."

"Raihan-" You called but he shook his head and reached for his Rotom Phone on the dresser.

"Don't worry about it, (Y/n). It doesn't matter. I'm just gonna call some take-out, you can stay here." He stated in a much more indifferent tone of voice that drove your stomach to sink.

Before you even had a chance to reply he had left the bedroom and now that you were alone the chilliness of the room made its way to your bones.

It was cold, so cold it hurt.

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Your gaze remained on your plate while you swallowed slowly. It was silent between the two of you, the only sound echoing in the dining room was his chewing.

Gingerly glancing up at the dark-skinned man who focused on his dish, his chopsticks held tightly between his fingers.

"Raihan." You called timidly.

"Hmm." He hummed but his gaze remained on his food.

The hunger you once felt no longer resided in your stomach. With every bite, you began to detest the taste even more until eventually you couldn't even stand the morsel any longer.

Setting down your chopsticks your hands unconsciously fiddled with the promise ring on your right middle finger.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Not at all." He replied after a second of stillness. "I was just being selfish so don't worry about it anymore. I'm sorry."

His face definitely contradicted his words. The giant usually always maintained that devilish smile on his lips that matched the mischievousness in his teal eyes.

Now he appeared insensible, with not a twitch or clue of how he was feeling.

He reached for his phone and began scrolling, something the social media-obsessed male never did when the two of you were eating.

Even the aroma of your food was beginning to make your stomach churn and throat clench.

"Raihan, it's not your fault at all. It's mine, I just..." You sighed heavily and swept your tongue over your bottom lip. "I'm not ready. I don't know if...I'll ever be ready. I know you want children, a bigger family but I don't know if I can give that to you."

You could feel your bottom lip quiver, the inner corner of your eyes stinging. "I'm...I'm happy with just you but if I can't give you what you want then-" Your words came to a stop when the man pushed himself up from his chair and ambled his way over to you.

He leaned down from his imposing height to kiss your forehead before caressing your cheek in his large warm hands.

"What I want is you. Forever and always, so let's stop talking about this." He whispered before giving your face a light pat. "I'll do the dishes, and you go take a soothing shower in the meantime."

Raihan didn't wait for a response from you and picked up the dishes to bring into the kitchen. You sat still, unwavering guilt setting in your stomach that made it hard to move.

The sound of rushing water from the sink echoed within the home, dishes clanking against each other, and silverware hitting the metal tub.

With heavy movements, you stood to your feet and trekked towards the bedroom to grab your things before entering the bathroom.

You took your time washing your body, your hair protected from the water since you already cleaned it earlier that day.

For a while, you merely sat on the floor of the tub and replayed the day over and over again in your head.

It was the first full day back home in six months and it was more emotional than you ever thought it would be.

And you still had yet to inform your boyfriend of the change in your next expedition date. That would just kill Raihan even more.

Turning off the water and drying your body with a towel you didn't even want to think about it any longer.

You only dressed in your bottom undergarments and Raihan's t-shirt. When you entered the bedroom the giant was sitting on his side of the bed, leaning over with his back to you and his shoulders slumping.

"Hey, I'm done." You stated and observed the way his refined back muscles tensed before relaxing.

"Okay, I'll shower now." He replied, maintaining his back to you as he opened his dresser and placed something inside.

You raised an eyebrow but remained silent. Raihan didn't say much after that whilst he reached for a towel and a change of clothes.

When he neared your frame he leaned down to kiss your forehead and left just as quick as you entered.

Sighing audibly you flicked off the light and fell onto the mattress. Chilled air coursed through the bedroom, goosebumps arising all over your skin which prompted you to hide under the thick comforter.

You stared at the gloaming ceiling, listening to the muffled bluster of the shower and brooding over the same thoughts.

A headache was forming, acting as if a bat was being bashed against your cranium again and again. Pulling the blanket over your head you curled into a fetal position and held your arms close to your chest.

You don't know how long you laid restless but the feeling of the bed dipping acquired your attention.

"Raihan?" You whispered but the man hushed you.

"Shhh, go to sleep. I know you're tired." He expressed quietly and reached for your body so he could hold you firmly.

Your back rested against his bare chest, one of his arms hiding under the pillow with another wrapped around your midsection.

He was warm, so warm that you could already feel sleep taking over your limbs. You yawned, snuggling closer against him as the two of you relaxed.

"I know we don't talk about your past but I just want to remind you that it's different now, (Y/n). You deserve every single thing that you have, that you've gained. And I'm not here using you just for your time or your name, giving you flattering comments to keep you by my side."

Raihan kissed your ear softly while caressing your waist over your shirt.

"I really do love you, I love you with everything I have. I'd give up my life just so you could be happy forever. So everything I do is for you, baby. Everything, so please open your heart to see it."

You know what he said was truthful and from his heart but things take time to heal, your commitment issues were far too prominent in your life to get over so quickly.

However, there was no one that would wait till the end of time as Raihan would.

"Raihan." You whispered in that silent bedroom that only rung with the hum of the a/c.

"Yes?" He quired and hugged you closer to his body.

You could hear him breathing faintly, exhausted too and ready for sweet sleep to take him into its arms. "Thank you."

"You don't even need to thank me. All I want is for you to be happy, forever and always."

...

"I love you, Raihan."

"I love you too, (Y/n)."

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Three weeks had passed in a blur, faster than you would have liked. Raihan had done everything he could to make up for the six months you've been gone.

Whether it be feeding you home-cooked meals every morning or massaging any part of your body that needed the pressure of his big firm hands.

The dragon tamer was there any moment you needed him but also provided you with space and private time so he didn't smother you too much.

However, there were times that he couldn't control himself like a beast and devoured - ravished - you like the starving animal he was.

To say you were beginning to become exhausted as if you were out in the jungle was an understatement. You had always thought your stamina was decent for having to travel for so long and carry such heavy equipment.

But Raihan had shown you how much you were really lacking.

"P-Please! No more! I-I can't - ahhh~!~"

His teal eyes glowed devilishly as they flickered up to meet your weary gaze. Tightening his hold on your plush thighs, he let his tongue glide up your slit to clean your pulsating c*nt free of his c*m.

It still oozed out of you, dripping onto the dining room table and pooling into a puddle. His mouth widened the slightest so he could press his tongue within your hole and devour what remained inside.

Your breath became caught in your throat, only a weak wheeze echoing out. It wasn't until the man pulled away could you respire again.

"Don't say such cute things." He breathed and placed a slobbering wet kiss on your abused cl*t. "We're going to miss our reservation if you tempt me more."

You swallowed thickly before throwing your head forehead, a glare evident in your glimmering (e/c) optics while you slammed your thighs against his head aggressively.

"Maybe if you controlled yourself for once we'd be able to take our time!" You snapped.

He laughed aloud, the vibrations tickling the bundle of your nerves that had your whole body shiver.

"It was also your fault for wearing that dress. You know it always gets caught between your a**-" His words came to a halt when you squeezed your legs even tighter to suffocate him.

"F*cking horn dog! You always act as if you're going to die if you don't get your d*ck wet!"

Raihan grunted before using his brute strength to pull away, gasping for air with your mixed liquids of pleasure dripping from his succulent lips.

He swept his long tongue over his mouth, staring straight into your eyes so he could observe the way your gaze wavered.

"I can't help it. You're so f*cking pretty I really can't help it if I want to just hear the woman I love moan for me." He expressed with a coarse tone that was more suggestive than anything.

Your tummy that had already been overstimulated from before had once again tingled from his words.

Clicking your tongue and turning your head away you attempted to sit up but the ache in your lower body had yet to numb over.

You sigh in defeat and rested your back on the table, allowing for Raihan to raise your left leg so he could kiss your ankle before trailing them all the way until he reached your c*nt.

He provided his favorite meal with one final kiss as a message of remembrance. That once the plans for the night had finished your dress would once again be hiked to your waist and he would be drowning deep inside of you.

"R-Raihan." You warned and he nodded his head.

"I know, I'm done for now. I'll be your personal chauffeur for the rest of the night to make up for it." His eyes were shut but that wicked grin of his divulged his perverted thoughts.

Carefully he placed down your leg and released your body before stepping back and wiping his face and semi-hard c*ck with a rag.

His black slacks hung down by his knees along with his boxers only for a moment longer until he rose them to cover himself and buckle his belt.

Your legs remained open so he could gingerly caress your c*nt to clean it of any saliva and c*m. Now clean you reached for your undergarment but the giant grasped it first.

He hung it limply in front of your face, teasing you with the sight of the drenched fabric before stuffing it into the inside pocket of his suit coat.

"You're just asking to be hit, Raihan." You threatened.

The dragon tamer merely grinned before fixing your dress and picking you up in a bridal hold.

"Alright, Doll. Let's go make it to dinner before Leon and Sonia kill us for being late."

"It was your fault, horn dog! Your vigor is that of a teenage boy!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Your hips ached as you sat in the chair, the strain from earlier still yet to be a benumbed sensation. That stupid boyfriend of yours acted as a dense loyal dog who provided soothing rubs on your back and light massages on your thigh.

Galar's former champion Leon and Professor Sonia were not ignorant or slow-witted. They knew the both of you for years, more Raihan than you but still.

Considering the fact that you had only been home for close to a month after being completely unreachable for a half year, they were surprised you still had enough energy to even attend the friendly dinner.

You might as well be a princess with an obsessive dragon that wouldn't let you out of his sight for even a moment.

"So..."

Leon's voice obtained your attention, your irritated expression falling and displaying one of curiosity to the eggplant purple-haired male who sat across from you.

"How's it been being at home? Surviving with your needy boyfriend?" He quired.

You sighed and slapped the back of your hand over the dragon tamer's chest. "What do you think?"

The table erupted in light laughter that was drowned out by the sweet live piano music on the stage.

Once it died down your attention turned to the dinner plates that were placed at your table. Everything was made perfectly, the restaurant paid special attention to everything they provided for you all since everyone at the table was someone of importance.

The conversation continued lively as the four of you enjoyed the expensive meal and indulged in the liquor and wine.

You knew your tolerance was mildly low so the ones who drank the most were the two males. Considering that Leon was 6'0 (182 cm) and Raihan was 6'8 (203 cm), they could drink and drink without being too affected by the alcohol.

The only one who hadn't touched any of the intoxicants was Sonia who mindlessly sipped from her lemonade glass.

"Not feeling it tonight?" You asked the peach-haired female.

She glanced upwards from her plate before displaying a vibrant smile. "No, I haven't been for a while." She replied which gained Leon's attention.

He cocked his head to the side before inclining toward yours and Raihan's direction. "Are you sure?" The professor pressed which prompted the former champion to nod his head.

"We have something to tell you that we haven't told anyone else yet." Sonia started which immediately gained all of your attention.

The two grasped a hand together over the table and gave each other a reassuring look before turning to face you and Raihan.

"We're pregnant."

Your (e/c) eyes widened, shocked for a moment before you displayed a lively smile. "Congratulations you two!" You announced and raised your wine glass.

Sonia and Leon smiled back just as brightly, their face flushed with a ruddiness that blossomed like roses.

"I'm so happy for you guys," Raihan stated while bringing the mug to his lips. You turned to face him and observed his expression.

He appeared happy, his lips portraying a proud smile and his cheekbones raised. However, there was this glint in those pretty teal eyes that disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Feeling your eyes on his he turned to face and leaned down so he could kiss your cheek. One of his large hands reached over to grasp your thigh through the skirt and squeeze.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Remember we already talked about it. I just want you." He whispered so the two across from you couldn't hear.

Even though he said those words you still couldn't help but feel guilty. Raihan's greatest rival and closest friends were living his dream - growing their family.

And what was stopping him from it was you.

God(s), your head hurt. Tightening your hold on the wine glass you brought it back to your lips to drown in its heavy intoxication.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Inhaling a breath of chilly air, you walked along the shore while holding on to Raihan's hand tightly. He held on firmly and remained silent, enjoying the peaceful sereness of the ocean.

No words were exchanged as the two of you trekked across the beach in silence save for the crashing waves that sang their own song of the night.

The wind rushed against your frame, caressing your skin to arise visible goosebumps.

"Cold?" Raihan observed.

"A little." You replied which prompted the giant to shimmy out of his suit jacket and place it over your shoulders.

It was warm and smelt of him. You couldn't describe the fragrance, just that it smelt...masculine. For some odd reason, it was refreshing but also comforting.

Maybe you should just steal his cologne.

Raihan suddenly ceased his slow strides so he came to a halt. His body turned to face you, one of his hands reaching to your face to caress your warm cheek.

"You look so pretty under the moonlight." He praised.

The heat rushed across your body, stunning you for a moment until you clicked your tongue and turned your gaze away from his.

"Shut up before you try and f*ck me on the beach." You stated harshly, but the giant simply hummed and stepped closer to you.

He wrapped his arms around your body, hands reaching to your bottom so he could grasp your cheeks tightly. "Beach s*x sounds rather appealing right now. Seeing your amazingly breathtaking body glimmering with sweat under the shining moon."

"Stop!" You hissed and pressed your hands against his face. "Your d*ck better not be getting hard already!"

"Too late!" He mused, his smile displaying his sharp fangs. Ah, those fangs that he would drag across your skin, threatening to draw blood until it did.

The way it always stimulated your skin aroused you greatly and just remembering how he would graze it across your cl*t had it thump for a moment or two with your heartbeat.

You sulked, mentally preparing yourself for the ache, the strain in your limbs from his muscular body. But you would be lying if you said you weren't interested in s*x on the beach.

The dragon tamer laughed aloud at your face and shook his head. "We can save that for next time, pretty girl. For now, let's just enjoy this." He stated and released your body so he could step back.

He reached for his Rotom Phone in his back pocket and turned it on. "Can you face the moon, I want to take a picture to post."

You narrowed your (e/c) eyes. "You know I hate my picture being taken."

"I know, which is why I told you to face the other way."

Puckering your lips from his words, you huffed but diligently turned around and faced the rising shore and shining moon.

You could see the outline of his flash on the water and hear the shutter of his phone. Waiting a moment, you remained still before circling around.

However, you didn't expect to find Raihan on one knee. A velvet black box opened to reveal a diamond ring that must have been worth thousands of dollars.

"(Y/n)-" He started, and you could feel your throat tightening.

"When I first met you I remember I couldn't even breathe. You took my breath away with that dazzling smile and when you looked at me - even though it was only for a moment - I felt as if I was given a new meaning."

The inner corners of your eyes stung, blurring over and distorting his kneeling figure.

"You had such thick walls built around you that I couldn't even get close. I can't even count the number of times you hit me for trying to flirt with you or the number of times you rejected me." He appeared to be reminiscing in the memory before returning his gaze to yours. "You didn't let that mask down for anyone at all until one day you were the one seeking me out to train. I wanted to show off but you literally annihilated me without even breaking a sweat!"

He let out a loud boisterous laughter that echoed out and sang with the wind.

"I fell in love with you right then and there. I knew it wouldn't be easy but I was willing to try no matter how hard it was to get you to see that. All I wanted to do was make you happy and stay by your side."

Raihan reached for your left hand and held it tightly, squeezing it and you could feel him trembling with nervousness.

"I am in love with you, only you and forever it will only be you. Nobody else is ever going to fill my heart. I ask you to marry me because I only want to ever be with you. I like calling you my girlfriend but I would like it even more if I could call you my wife."

"(Y/n)." He called and you watched him swallow thickly. "I ask that you accept this ring. I ask that you take my last name. I ask that you accept me into your heart because this is not just a fleeting romance. This is love that'll last for years to come."

"You have me, until every last star in the galaxy dies. So will you marry me?"

The palpations of your heart were irregular, beating far too fast to be sufficient. Blood rushed through your entire body and you could feel each individual pulse of it through your veins.

You loved him. You loved him with all of your heart, with everything you could offer. Nobody had ever broken down your walls. Nobody was as patient as he had been.

"Raihan..."

He made you feel as if you were the prettiest woman in the world. That he only had eyes for you and only you.

"I-"

His lips kissed you so desperately and so eagerly. Like you were the air he so urgently needed to breathe. Like you were the only thing that could keep him alive.

"-I'm going to say-"

You really do love him. Everything about him made you happy. You loved coming home to him, you loved waking up to his face in the morning. You loved hearing his stupidly sweet compliments and flattery.

Move your lips and accept his proposal. You know you want him forever, you know he's the only man for you.

So say yes

Tell him yes

Answer with a yes

Whisper it

Yell it

Sing it

You know you want to. You can feel the word stuck in your throat, clawing its way to get out. It's begging, pleading, praying to ring out and join the two of you forever.

YES - YES - YES

'I LOVE YOU RAIHAN! I LOVE YOU WITH EVERY FIBER IN MY BODY! I CAN'T BREATHE WITHOUT YOU! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU. I WANT TO BE WITH YOU FOREVER!'

"No..."

You choked back a sob and ripped your hand out of his grasp. The tears fell from your eyes and cascaded down your burning face.

There had to have been string tightening around your heart, squeezing it with a desire to make it burst. Someone must have been pressing down on your lungs with the intent to deprive you of any air.

It hurt.

It hurt like nothing you have ever experienced and no words could describe it. Not even the best poet could recite the lines of tragedy that struck you that night.

"I'm sorry. I can't marry you." It burned to even say those blasted words. "I love you, Raihan. But I'm not ready for the commitment. A-And just like children...I don't know if I ever will."

Your nose stung from your overwhelming emotions. There was barely even any strength left in your limbs to stand on that beach.

The absolutely devasted expression on his face had drained you even more. You were not the only one crying, you weren't the only one suffering in despair.

His own glimmering teal eyes that glowed like their own light source were dull, blurry with tears that rushed down his brown skin.

"(Y-(Y/n)-" He could barely even say your name, it was so strained and weak that the crashing waves on the shore numbed it out.

You swallowed down a painful cry and shuffled off his jacket so you could hold it in your hands. "You d-deserve someone who is not afraid to give you everything you want. I-I am the one that is terrified, scared that this love won't last forever. That you'll leave me one day because I wasn't enough."

Make-up must have been smudging across your face but you didn't care. Gingerly placing his coat over his shoulders you could feel him flinch and suck in a heavy breath.

"I don't deserve you, Raihan." His head shot up to face yours. "I kept it a secret but plans changed. I'm to leave in a day for my next expedition. I won't be home for at least a little over a year."

"What?" It was so broken, strained as it left his lips.

You felt as if you were going to throw up. Your stomach churned painfully and your throat clenched.

"I-It's a secluded island, no contact to the outside world. It's a dangerous place but...but I need to go."

Removing the promise ring he gave you on your first anniversary, you placed it in the ring case and closed it with a click.

"This is why you deserve better than me."

Raihan remained still with the same bewildered expression on his face. He would have looked stunned if it were not for his quivering bottom lip.

Sniffling you bit your lip and snapped your eyes shut. Your body wanted to curl into a fetal position and just die.

It hurt so bad but you knew it was coming. Your career meant everything to you, the benefits it would do for the world would be extraordinary.

But sacrifices must be made.

"I... I need to pack."

Raihan finally moved from his statue-like form and blinked heavily. He cleared his throat before inhaling deeply and nodding his head.

"I'm staying here." He could only whisper before leaning back so he was sitting on his bottom in the sand.

His head remained down, his silky onyx hair shielding his face like a curtain. You may not have been able to see his face but you just knew he was devastated.

And it was your fault. Everything was and always will be your fault...

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Are you ready?"

Voices, people bustled past your frame as you stood by the check-in line. Their words were muffled and incoherent as you mindlessly turned to face Sonia.

Your grip on your duffle bag grew tighter before you nodded your head. Galar's former champion and the professor sighed.

You felt heavy, even senseless in the airport. Those clothes you wore did nothing to protect you from the goosebumps that started to arise all over your skin.

Sleep had not come to you last night and neither did Raihan. He remained out, possibly staying at that beach while you waited for him at his home.

It was selfish of you but you wanted to see him one last time in person. You had been with him for years but only spent a quarter of it with him since you were always on an excursion.

He didn't deserve that, he deserved better. Someone that could give him all their time.

"Be safe," Leon announced to regain your attention.

You nodded your head and inhaled a profound breath. "I'll try."

Sonia shook her head before reaching out to you and holding you in a tight hold against her body.

"It sucks that you're going to miss our baby's birth but I'll be sending you pictures of my tummy even though I know you won't be able to see it for a while." She murmured into your ear before pulling away, her hands still grasping your shoulders. "But once your time finishes I expect an immediate call to catch up."

Her words managed to bring a smile to your lips as you slowly nodded your head. She gave your shoulders a tight squeeze before releasing her hold and stepping back.

Leon stepped forward next and plopped his hand on your head, patting it roughly which prompted you to roll your eyes.

Half-heartedly you grasped his hand and removed it from your head so the two of you could perform an old handshake.

"Stay safe, shortie." He mused before stepping back to rest a hand on Sonia's back.

"No promises." You replied.

A prominently loud voice articulated through the loudspeakers, calling to everyone with the same plane number as you to start boarding.

Giving your friends one last look, you waved a hand goodbye, and just as you were about to take a step forward something in your gut stopped you.

You froze in your spot to glance at your friends but instead, a lean body collided with you and pulled you close to them.

Raihan's cologne infiltrated your nose and the simple fragrance was enough to quell the ache in your stomach.

His towering form held you tightly to his body before his hands reached down to your thighs and heave you upwards.

Your hands flew behind his neck to hold on and not a second was wasted as your lips sought each other out like magnets.

For once you didn't care what others were thinking or judging as you kissed the man you loved desperately.

You wanted to remember how he tasted on your tongue, how he smelled so f*cken manly and fresh. How his silky hair never once knotted when you ran your hands through, how the warmth of his body ignited flames beneath your skin.

His tongue intertwined with yours, so forceful before he dragged those fangs you loved so much over your bottom lip.

A shiver ran down your spine, the goosebumps returning.

Throwing your head back you gasped a breath in and brought your wrist to your lips, swiping off the saliva that began to trickle down your chin.

"I-I thought you weren't coming." You breathed.

The dragon tamer set you down carefully on your feet and shook his head. "I wouldn't dare let you leave without giving me one last kiss."

Your heart swelled from his words. That weight that situated itself on your stomach had lightened the slightest.

"(Y/n)-" You perked up from hearing your name and watched as the giant man reached for your dominant hand to place something cool within your palm.

Glancing down and extending your hand you saw that it was your engagement ring and promise ring attached to a golden necklace.

"Raihan what is-" He stopped you from speaking by merely shaking his head.

"These are yours, they belong to you." The dragon tamer stated and pointed a hand to them. "Wear it around your neck and keep it close to you."

He leaned down so he could grasp your hand and hold them close together. "I'll wait for you, for as long as you need. Take your time."

His voice was strained as if he was holding in a cry.

"But the final decision is yours. When you come home, either keep it around your neck and I'll know that it really is over. Or wear it on your finger to let me know that we're still trying."

Those wonderfully teal eyes of his shined so brightly like the stars before glossing over with tears. "Can you do that for me?" He asked softly, voice cracking.

You stared at your clasped hands before nodding your head weakly. "I will."

Despite his sorrow, he nevertheless presented you with one of his lively smiles that you were going to miss so much.

"I love you, Raihan. I've never been so sure that I love someone like I love you."

He leaned down from his imposing height and placed a lingering kiss on your forehead.

"I will never give up on you. I will always love you, regardless of your choice."

The intercom came on one more time, calling out your name to say the plane would be taking off soon.

You glanced down the hall before turning to face the giant one more time.

"Forever and always?" He asked and raised one of his pinkies.

The best you could muster was a pathetic smile as you rose your pinky to curl around his. "Forever and always."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Happy or Sad, you can choose if they'll be together.

But personally, I think they love each too much to stay away.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

Congratulations on 3k! I would like to request Leon and the letters k,o, and p if possible :)

i'm trying to clear these requests out from the ask box, they have been there a while!

k - kitchen, are they a good cook? do they cook often? do they enjoy cooking with you or do they want to enjoy your cooking?

Leon is capable of cooking. He just happens to have a major preference to other people cooking for him, that mostly comes down to the lack of time he has. But still your cooking is no exception. He's quick to jump in and offer any help you might need in the kitchen, like cutting up vegetables or stirring a pot.

If he has time and knows you're busy, he'll cook for you. He has a select couple of dishes that are his go to when he cooks. He'll only make something different if you ask for it or aren't in the mood for anything he's putting forward.

"Here's dinner, I looked at the recipe and had no idea where to get half the ingredients." But sometimes he'll just go out and get takeaway, sheepishly offering it to you with an apologetic smile.

o - outrageous, how do they react when you get yourself into trouble? do they bail you out or are you on your own? do they expect you to get them out of trouble? 

Raihan cackling at an image of you that has gone viral after you were seen absolutely bolting from an angry pokemon three times your size, is not how Leon wants to find out you had a near death experience, but he still calls you afterwards regardless.

"How'd you anger it so much?" He asks after hearing your recount of the event. Which he won't lie, he did find pretty funny that you somehow managed to completely forget to bring your own pokemon all together.

"Threw one too many pokeballs."

"You should have told me you were out on the hunt for pokemon that big, Charizard and I would have helped." And he means that sincerely. He would've made the time to go out with you, rather than have you nearly become a snack.

p - pining, what is it like when they pine? is it obvious when they do it? do they keep it well hidden? how much will they pine before finally confessing? 

Leon likes to think that he's playing it cool around you. That there's no way anyone knows he fancies you at all. Everyone probably just thinks you're close friends, and that him jumping at every opportunity to be around you is because he's your friend. Not because he's head over heels for you.

And while yes, sometimes when you're talking to him he gets distracted by how when you talk about things you like your entire expression lights up and it makes his chest feel warm. Or how when you're talking about your plans for the evening, he's wondering if now is the best time to finally ask you out.

Does that mean that sometimes you'll stop talking and he doesn't notice. Maybe? Does he play it off well when you ask him if he's feeling alright? "Huh? Oh yeah, everything is great!" Of course he does. And you definitely don't stare at him with a raised brow before eventually giving in to his smile and dropping the question.

Yep. He's sure you have no idea at all how you make him feel. But he's using it to his advantage to pick the right time to confess to you.