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It had been an excruciatingly long day for Raihan. He had been called at four-thirty in the morning because someone had brought a severely injured wild Fraxure into the gym’s rehab center for emergency medical care, at the behest of the on-call Nurse Joy at the Upper Hammerlocke Pokemon Center. After getting the Fraxure sedated, stitched, and splinted he had spent the late morning and early afternoon hosting the students from Hammerlocke Acadamy's Elite Trainer class, effectively giving a college tour to nine to thirteen-year-olds, trying to recruit them into Hammerlocke University's affiliated training program.
After the students went back to class, he had three matches with people hoping to earn a spot in Hammerlocke Stadium's gym challenge endorsement tournament. Then one-on-one training with Aria, Camilla, and Sebastian. Then the mountain of paperwork that came with qualifying matches and one-on-one training. Finally, he had to check on the Fraxure and the other dragons in the care of the Rehab Center.
To top it all off, in typical Galar fashion, the sky opened up and poured rain on him his entire walk home.
Raihan sprinted up the six steps up to their covered porch and pulled his hood down. He let out a deep sigh and peeled off his sopping wet hoodie to ring the water out before taking it inside. He stepped out of his shoes and set them beside the welcome mat, they were too wet to bring inside. He stepped through the door to the house and gently shut it behind himself. He pulled his tablet and phone out of his bag before setting it on the bench in the entryway. He popped Rotom's pokeball off the harness on his hip and let the little ghost out, who immediately shot itself into Raihan's phone. He plugged his tablet in on his desk and trudged into the laundry room, dumping all his clothes into the washer, knowing there will be other clothes he can add in the morning.
He crept up the stairs to his and Leon's loft bedroom and sighed fondly when he saw how Leon was sleeping. He was spread out like a staryu with his Appletun cuddled in next to him on Raihan’s side of the bed, her head tucked into the crook of his neck like Raihan often would. Charizard had his head plopped on Leon’s chest but was mostly laying on the floor. Leon had his weighted blanket folded over his abdomen and hips, had a pillow tucked under both his side, and his satin and fleece blanket grasped in his hands. It was often easy to forget that Leon was autistic when all you saw was the persona he showed on TV, but moments like this hit Raihan right in the chest. Leon had obviously had as rough of a day as Raihan, if the death grip on the satin edge of his blanket was any indication. Leon’s sleep meds would make it almost impossible to move him, so after pulling on a clean pair of boxers, he grabbed his spare blanket from the chair in the corner of the room and gently ran his hand over Charizard’s horns, coaxing him to move so Raihan could lay down. Charizard gave a weary look at the railing of the loft, before grunting, as if saying "that's the wrong side and you know it."
“He’ll be fine buddy, I’m right here, I’ll even rest my head on his chest. Besides, Sweety will get hot soon and will get down, I’ll just roll over him when she does.” Raihan whispers, giving Charizard one last scratch before laying down next to Leon.
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The sunrise’s gentle rays had just started to light their bedroom when Leon shook Raihan awake, “Can you move over? You’re on my side.” Leon whispered.
“Mmmhhm, what time is it?” Raihan grumbled cracking one eye open to glare at his boyfriend.
“5:47 AM, move over I wanna go back to sleep.” Leon pushed at Raihan’s shoulder.
“Lee, honey, why are you awake?”
“Had to piss. Please scooch over to your side” Leon was more persistently pushing at Raihan’s shoulder now.
“Just sleep on my side babe.”
“I can’t” Leon whispers, sitting on the edge of the bed “I tried, I laid there for 20 minutes but….” Leon trails off.
Raihan rested his hand on Leon’s hip, “It’s just not your side?”
“You get it?” Leon mumbled.
Raihan reached up and pulled at Leon’s ponytail, “Dummy, I know you, we have sides for a reason.” Raihan shifted over to make room for Leon to lay down and immediately wrapped him up in his arms before pulling the weighted blanket over Leon. Leon relaxed into Raihan’s embrace and pressed a kiss to his chest.
Leon’s even breathing had almost lulled Raihan back to sleep when Leon started shaking his hand, startling him awake.
“Babe, the flapping –“ Raihan mumbles against his forehead.
“Sorry sorry, I’ll try to stop.” Leon quickly cut Raihan off and shoved his hands between their bodies.
“No, no,” Raihan gently pulled Leon’s hands out from between them, “You don’t have to repress your stims around me, that’s not what I was going to say.” Raihan gently kissed Leon’s knuckles.
“Oh, um, I’m sorry, I didn’t even realize I was doing it.” Leon said, pulling his hands out from Raihan’s to gently run his fingers along his own collarbone. Raihan recognized it as one of Leon’s self-soothing stims.
“I figured, what I was going to say was if you needed to stim, did you want me to let go of you.” Leon rolled deeper into Raihan’s chest. He grunted in what was clearly disagreement.
“Can you lay on me? Will that upset your stomach?” Leon asks quietly, rolling onto his back.
Raihan rolls onto him, resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder, tucking his nosed under the others ear. “I’m not sure, but I’ll lay like this as long as I can, besides, I have the day off, so at least if my reflux acts up, I won’t have to go in.”
Leon presses a kiss to the side of Raihan’s head, “Don’t push yourself, I love you.”
“Love you too, now, go back to sleep”