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Rook

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Twenty-Six

june 27

Jubilife City, Sinnoh

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POSTED ON Sept 27, 2024 16:56:46 GMT

It was good to know that Lam understood the difference between being noble and being dumb. Not that Lam was dumb, but he was noble. Rook lacked that same nobility. He was selfish and that probably wasn’t going to change any time soon. There were things that were important to him, more so than upholding the league’s agenda (no matter how good in principle).

“That sounds awful serious. I thought gym battles were just supposed to be fun things for kids with ambitions of becoming trainers, not… soldiers.” He scoffed at the thought of that. It wasn’t like they had kids…. yet, but maybe if they did…. He didn’t even want to think about the league trying to transform them into ready combatants. No matter how vile rocket was.

“I’ve learned to accept your nonsense, it’s… exciting.” He laughed, giving a playful poke. That craziness seemed drawn to Lam, which Rook was aware included himself. He was pretty crazy too.

Rook cooed lightly, “Aww no way, you’re the safe place.” They could be at that competition for hours if they tried.

He tipped his head aside, “You do realize the irony of me being the stable force in your life, right?” He laughed at that, considering he was and would always be a far cry from stable. It didn’t mean much when he felt normal in comparison to cosmic oddities.

Brushing his fingers against Lam’s scalp in a slow, massaging movement, he let the warmth settle over them for a moment of silence. He’d grown to like what they had, even if he hadn’t figured out what he needed in his own life quite yet. Lam was part of that equation. “Oh worry about tonight, huh? What should we worry about?”

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twenty-seven

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hau’oli city, alola

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lilycove gym leader

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and in a dream

your future had a voice & he spoke like me

5'9 height

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Lam sighed, shoulders slumping somewhat. “Because they are supposed to be fun,” he replied, defeat creeping into his voice. “It’s competitive and educational, like a sport, but there are people who still view it with the wrong lens. I’m lucky, though, there are still some people who are trying to subvert the belief.” His discussion with paxton concordas a few months prior had reassured him of as much.[break][break]
That the gym circuit wasn’t meant for churning out battle ready fighters. Skill building, yes, but not for war. There were different routes for that. But it didn’t quell the guilty feeling that lingered when he thought that maybe that influence still pushed literal kids into risky situations just because they had a badge and thought they could handle it.[break][break]
The little poke drew him back to the present. His nose wrinkled and he poked Rook back. Then tilted up and kissed him on the chin despite the water pelting his face. “As long as you think so. It’s always the most exciting to tell you. Maybe I should’ve become a professor instead,” he remarked. “Then I could actually study all this weird stuff.” It was a little laughable to consider.[break][break]
He was far from booksmart enough to be so science-y.[break][break]
“Nope, no way. You’re like…the coziest room with the biggest, warmest bed. NIce and secure.” He rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. If Rook continued to debate him, he might have to relent (even though it wouldn’t be true, because Rook was the safest.)[break][break]
That smile only grew wider and he reached up to swipe his thumb under Rook’s eye affectionately as he brushed a stray rivulet of water away. “I do, but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s true. I think you’re more stable now than you realize. I don’t know what I’d be doing now, if you weren’t here to remind me to separate myself from work sometimes.”[break][break]
He wouldn’t have been happy, Lam knew that much. “Like… it’s how I know you’re gonna be a good dad, y’know?” The quiet thought had dawned on him, and he didn’t fully realize he’d even said it aloud.[break][break]
As Rook worked the shampoo out of his hair, he let his eyes fall shut again. He soaked up the heat of the water and the warmth of the other’s comfort. Only the sound of the showerhead continuing to spit water against the shower’s basin. “Mhmm,” he hummed, one eye cracking open to peer at his fiance playfully. “Ohhh, I dunno, figuring out how to wind down for the rest of the night?”[break][break]
There was a high chance he’d pass out within minutes of contact with any soft surface, but that was alright too. So long as he wasn’t required to drift from the nook of Rook’s side.

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Rook

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Twenty-Six

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Jubilife City, Sinnoh

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of a feather, baby

6'2" height

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Ikarus Rook

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POSTED ON Nov 15, 2024 19:33:58 GMT

Rook knew he'd been somewhat naive to the reality of things, but to realize how far out of depth he actually was... it was a bit alarming. Maybe he'd been too easy, letting Lam go into danger so willingly. He'd never thought being a gym leader would mean having to actually fight in dangerous situations. It was a gym position, meant to challenge KIDS who likes pokemon battling. How was he so wrong about that preconception?

Probably because, before he'd known Lam, Rook had been oblivious to just about everything. He'd been a thief, what did he care how the world actually worked? He even worked for rocket from time to time. Those jobs paid the best though he never did anything actually dangerous, but that was out of his own sense of self-preservation. Not out of making a stance against Rocket's bloodlust.

Rook hadn't always had much for morals, but he wasn't a killer.

Definitely not a fighter.

"Part of me wishes you had, selfishly." Being a professor didn't mean fighting to the death every other saturday.

Rook scoffed at that, stable... yeah right. Maybe he was better actor than they'd told him he was. "I'm just selfish, that's all." He told Lam those things because he didn't care what happened to others. It was that simple, though he didn't say as much. He cared about pokemon more than people, maybe that made him heartless, but it was a wasted debate.

The idea of having kids with Lam both delighted and terrified him. He remained silent at that. "Maybe. If you think so." It just made him think about his own dad, how much they were alike in some ways.

His lips curved then into a pleased smile. "Care to enlighten then?"

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lam

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twenty-seven

may 7th

hau’oli city, alola

rooksexual (demi)

lilycove gym leader

gym leader

and in a dream

your future had a voice & he spoke like me

5'9 height

his hands keep turning into birds and flying away from him. eventually the birds must land.

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POSTED ON Nov 19, 2024 0:12:28 GMT

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If they’d spoken of it aloud, Rook would have found that Lam had been much the same. He’d trained some as a kid, sure, but by the time he’d made it to Hoenn, he hadn’t been all that in the loop. He hadn’t tried. And when he’d taken the position, he hadn’t known that gym leaders had started to have more expected of them.[break][break]
But he was trying to thread that needle more wisely now.[break][break]
His smile was a weak one, but no less genuine. “Honestly, me too, sometimes.” He let out a quiet laugh, “I’d be too much like my dad though.” Well, maybe not in terms of personality, but still. It would’ve felt maybe at least a little less dire.[break][break]
Lam shook his head, “Well, yeah. But don’t you think I’d feel the same way if it was reversed?” His fingers carded through the wet strands of Rook’s hair. “That selfishness is important. It reminds me to not lose my head.” He tapped at his own temple, “You stay up here, the whole time. I don’t want to miss out on the rest of forever because I was a little too reckless.”[break][break]
He’d seen how pushing himself into recklessness out of obligation had hurt Rook the last time around. He wouldn’t be so quick to do so again.[break][break]
Maybe. If you think so.[break][break]
Lam’s brows pinched together, incredulously so. “What? Of course I think so. I think you’ll be better at it than me, even.” It felt a bit daunting to say as much. To infer it as a future actuality rather than a suggestion, but he meant it. No matter what Rook was thinking in that head of his to protest the idea, he was confident.[break][break]
“The best sort of dad. You keep saying you’re selfish, but I also know how much you care.”[break][break]
Maybe not for other people, but when it came to Pokémon? To the life they’d built? It was obvious. And if they had kids, they’d only be a part of that too.[break][break]
Reaching back, Lam snapped the faucet to off, but his hands were quick to return to Rook’s sides. A steadying force. “Well…” his fingers tickled at water slick skin. “My idea is that we get all bundled up in bed, obviously.” Careful not to slip, he leaned past Rook to snag one of the towels hanging on the rack. He reached up and dropped it over his partner’s head, rubbing at his hair.[break][break]
“Snuggle up, do some kissin’. Maybe put on that show you’ve been trying to get me to watch?” He’d even try to stay awake through it—at least for a little while. “How’s that sound?”

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