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It's a cold December night in Lumiose. What once was a summer trip turned into 6 months in the city of my dreams. Unfortunately for me, I felt the familiar chill of flu symptoms coming on. Probably from that person I sat next to on the train yesterday… or maybe that Alpha Scolipede I fought… ugh. As I was blowing my nose, my body trembled ever so slightly when my mountain of a man joined me in his bed. His large hands and vascular arms wrapped around my waist. He smells strongly of his lemony body wash, his long blonde hair still slightly damp from the shower. His left hand layed possessively on my tummy, his fingers giving a small squeeze into my soft flesh.
"Aww… Are you coming down with something, princess?" His big round eyes somehow got wider, irises trembling in genuine empathy.
I coughed into the tissue before speaking. "Yeah… must've gotten it from someone on the train or something… I'll be fine."
"I know you will, because I'll be taking care of you until you're all better!" He brightly beamed into my ear.
"I-ivy, you don't have to do that. I wouldn't want to get you sick… I shouldn't even be here right now, but you insisted…" I responded, my body turning to face him as I looked around the bedroom. It was cozy for sure. It's on the smaller side, an apartment in the heart of Lumiose couldn't have been cheap, especially a two-bedroom unit since he lives with Gwynn… but it's become a second home to me since I've officially started living in the city. It's adorably decorated with martial-arts trophies from his youth, cute family pictures, and posters from his favorite tokusatsu movies. A complete reflection of him.
"I can't just have my little Buneary struggling by herself… besides, I'm not afraid of a little cold. I'll just fight through it!" Like it's that simple… Honestly I bet if this illness was from some little Pokémon, he'd actually fight it with his own hands. Wouldn't be the first time.
"Sure… but what if you end up giving it to someone else?! I'd feel so bad if we ended up getting Gwynn or Josée sick…" Ever the worrywart I was.
"Then I'll only be around you! Everything will work out, you don't have to worry about a thing." Ivor tried to reassure.
"Those aren't the most reassuring words coming from you, Mr. Chaos… but, okay. I'll believe you." I reluctantly handed control over to him.
"Good girl." He pulled my body ever closer to him, pressing a single kiss on my forehead. Ahh… He's so warm, like a furnace. His big muscles are like giant pillows wrapped tightly around my body. I can just… fall asleep… right here…
Zzz…
Sunlight gently filtered through Falinks-colored curtains. It's a beautiful crisp winter day in Lumiose, a perfect day for Pokémon catching. I take a deep breath in to just take it all in- When I'm met with my nose being completely blocked. My head is pounding, my mouth is dry, I'm simultaneously warm and cold, my brain feels like it's actively being split apart, my heart about to burst out of my chest- but then his arms squeezed my waist, and it felt like all that stress was just kneaded out.
"Good morning," Ivor whispered sweetly. "You doing okay, little Buneary?" One hand moved from my waist to the top of my head, patting it with pristine gentleness. I swear I could start purring like an Espurr right now.
"Mmm… Hiii Ivyyy." I turn my body around to face him, resting my face in his comforting bare chest. I tried to take another deep breath, but was met with the same resistance from earlier. Shit… I really am sick. "Ngh… just— just hold me, please, Ivysaur…"
He chuckled at the pet name. Even though I can't see his face, I can feel his soft eyes doting down on me. His lips pressed against my forehead, his arm pulling me even closer into his tender embrace. "I'll hold you as long as you need, little Buneary. You don't have to worry about a thing. I'll take care of you."