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It was perhaps one of the strangest things Leon had ever experienced; falling asleep sandwiched between spooning Piers and being spooned by Raihan and then waking up to find that their positions were…less than typical. The small, slender frame that he had fallen asleep holding was…much less small than he remembered. What’s more, the large hands that had previously been resting on his hips were remarkably not that large anymore. Perhaps his lovers had switched their places in the night without him noticing?
Blearily opening his eyes Leon found that they had not, in fact, switched places. He bolted upright, gaping at the two men he’d shared a bed with. The two of them groggily awoke, wondering just what was up that made him wake them so.
“Y-You two are…” he couldn’t put it into words. Not without sounding crazy.
It didn’t take long before they looked at each other and realized something was off, and all three men got out of bed in order to assess the situation. Somehow, in the night, Raihan and Piers had switched. Not bodies, oh no, this wasn’t Freaky Friday. They had switched heights. Where Piers was once short even with his heels, he now towered over Leon. And where Raihan once stood as tall as a skyscraper, he now only came up to Leon’s shoulders.
“Well…this is diff’rent.” Piers muttered, taking a closer look at himself.
“No fair!” Raihan whined loudly. “How come only the two of us switched? Why couldn’t I have at least been Lee’s size?!”
All the former champion could do was chuckle. Something about Raihan being so tiny and shouty was adorable and it was all he could do not to hug the poor guy. Piers, on the other hand, smirked. With a surprising amount of coordination given his inexplicable growth spurt he stepped over to Raihan and, as if he’d been waiting his whole life for this one moment, placed his elbow gently on top of the gym leader’s head and leaned his weight against it.
“How’s the weather down there?” the singer asked. Leon had never seen a grin so huge on his face before.
Raihan sank beneath Piers’s weight. Frustration grew ever greater upon his face and he practically flailed to get the singer off of him. “STOP THAT!” he shouted. Piers couldn’t help but cackle at him, but did stand up straight again. “This is so not funny! How am I supposed to be Galar’s heartthrob if I’m below average height?!”
“Wow, harsh…” Piers laughed.
“Aw, but you’re adorable like this!” Leon finally chimed in. “I mean; you’re still handsome, just in a smaller package!” He gestured towards the bathroom. “Go look for yourself if you don’t believe me.”
Reluctantly, Raihan went to do just that, and he found that what Leon had said was true; he did still look like himself. It wasn’t as if he’d aged backwards into his awkward early teen years, after all. He was still his handsome, grown self…just shorter. Still, looking at himself in the mirror and seeing how high up the counter and sink appeared to be relative to his eyes was tripping him out. He exited the bathroom with a sigh, only to stop in his tracks when he found his lovers in an embrace.
Now, Leon was a hugger. All of his friends knew this. So seeing the man hugging one of his lovers was nothing new, especially to Raihan. What was new was seeing how Leon hugged Piers. A typical hug shared between the two usually consisted of Leon practically squeezing the life out of the singer due to how small, skinny, and cute he was. This hug was much different. Leon was holding him gently, arms around his small waist and leaning against him ever so slightly. His head was on the singer’s shoulder and his face buried in his neck. Piers held him somewhat awkwardly, as he was only ever the tall one in hugs when it came to his sister. Still, he was smiling softly and clearly liking this new way of being held by the other man.
They stayed like that for a long moment, even as Raihan approached them again. Only once he was standing right beside them did Leon slip away from Piers.
“Enjoying yourselves?” Raihan asked them with a laugh.
“I am.” Piers replied easily. “Getting’ hugged without losin’ my ability to breathe is nice. I have to say, a part of me misses when Lee was worried he’d snap me in two.”
“I don’t miss that.” Lee admitted. “Being so careful when hugging somebody just isn’t as fun.” He flashed Raihan a grin. “And speaking of…”
“Uh oh.” Was all the gym leader could utter before yelping as Leon enveloped him in a huge, tight bear hug. Raihan had seen those sorts of hugs before, but really hadn’t ever experienced one. Not this way, anyway. Over Leon’s shoulder he could see Piers trying and failing to keep his composure. Before he knew it, Raihan found himself being lifted off his feet. “PUT ME DOWN!” he shrieked, struggling in vain.
“But you’re so cuuuuute!” Leon exclaimed, somehow giving him an even tighter squeeze. “I can’t help it! Seeing you so short just makes me want to hug you and never let go!”
Despite this, the former champion did at least return Raihan to his feet. And he did let up on the crushing some in favor of simply holding the gym leader tight and close. With a sigh, Raihan decided he may as well take what was given to him and wrapped his arms around the other.
And then it hit him.
Being as short as he was, his face easily met up with the fullness of Leon’s ample, muscular chest. And just like that Raihan found he really couldn’t complain about being smooshed up against the man the way that he was. In fact, he let out a content little sigh and buried his face further. He heard both Leon and Piers chuckle.
“See? Bein’ small ain’t so bad.” Piers stated.
“Okay, you got me there. Or, here. Something. I dunno; boobs.” Raihan didn’t bother trying to make it make sense. He was happy. The other two laughed again, and Piers came to join their merry little embrace by putting his arms around Leon’s middle and plopping his chin on the former champion’s head.
It was another long minute before they released each other. Raihan almost didn’t want it to stop, but as they had held each other a curiosity did hit him. He turned his attention to Piers, who stared down at him with a mix of amusement and curiosity on his face. Without any warning and entirely unceremoniously Raihan pinched the waistband of the singer’s shorts and tugged them and his underwear forward, away from his body, and peered within. Piers’s amused smirk grew in proportion to the bright flush that crossed Raihan’s face at what he saw.
“Somethin’ interestin’ in there…?” the singer asked.
All that Raihan could do was nod and give a tiny little “mhm…”
It was then that Piers did something else he had probably been waiting his entire life for. The man took a light hold of Raihan’s wrist and removed it from his shorts while easily backing the gym leader up against a nearby wall whereupon he pinned the now-shorter man. He bore down upon him, that smirk as wide as ever, and murmured,
“Ever been fucked by somebody yer own size?”
Raihan shook his head, blush still prominent.
“Wanna give it a shot?”
Raihan eagerly nodded.
“Can I watch?” Leon asked softly, getting both men’s attention.
“Absolutely.” Piers answered. “’Sides, yer next after him.”
That sent a shiver down both the former champion’s and the gym leader’s spines. This was going to be quite the eventful day…
When night finally came around and they had finally decided to turn in for the night, Leon held Raihan’s face to his chest and Piers held Leon’s back to his chest. They fell asleep easily, exhausted from having gone more rounds than any of them had thought they were capable of and doing it in as many positions as they could think of. When they awoke in the morning, everything was back to normal.
And despite the delight they had found in the switch, they all had to admit that things being normal was still the best. Even if it meant more spine-crushing hugs for Piers and no more easy boob-pillows for Raihan.