[For perhaps the first time in their 20+ years of friendship, Red doesn't flinch when his hat his knocked askew - he's far too distracted by the pair of lips moving against his. Blue's lips. How many times had he pictured getting to taste them like this?
[Truthfully, he hadn't let such a thought cross his mind since he was fourteen years old. When they'd finally rekindled things, agreed to be friends, Red had put the thought to rest completely. He would take friends. Friends he could do. Even if that meant killing a dream that he'd had for as long as he could remember - a dream that had nothing to do with Pokémon.
[Now, sitting on the floor of his bathroom, the vague stench of puke still lingering on Blue's breath-- Arceus, Red couldn't even make this into a "dream" if he tried to. It's all too real, too Blue, too powerful to write off. He can't even waste a moment doubting it - it envelopes him like a Swadloon. Before he knows it, he's breaking away breathless, laughing, gripping Blue's shoulders with trembling hands.]
Hi...
[Hi? He can't think of anything else to say. And yet, for once, he feels like he wants to at least say something. He pulls away, sees Blue's face there in front of him, feels his heartbeat race like he's seeing it for the very first time, and what else can he say?
[He laughs at himself, buries his face in the crook of Blue's neck and lets his arms slink around him.]
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[Truthfully, he hadn't let such a thought cross his mind since he was fourteen years old. When they'd finally rekindled things, agreed to be friends, Red had put the thought to rest completely. He would take friends. Friends he could do. Even if that meant killing a dream that he'd had for as long as he could remember - a dream that had nothing to do with Pokémon.
[Now, sitting on the floor of his bathroom, the vague stench of puke still lingering on Blue's breath-- Arceus, Red couldn't even make this into a "dream" if he tried to. It's all too real, too Blue, too powerful to write off. He can't even waste a moment doubting it - it envelopes him like a Swadloon. Before he knows it, he's breaking away breathless, laughing, gripping Blue's shoulders with trembling hands.]
Hi...
[Hi? He can't think of anything else to say. And yet, for once, he feels like he wants to at least say something. He pulls away, sees Blue's face there in front of him, feels his heartbeat race like he's seeing it for the very first time, and what else can he say?
[He laughs at himself, buries his face in the crook of Blue's neck and lets his arms slink around him.]