the shift of position gets his blood rushing. kyle is unsure on how to react. he starts to look red once more, still unused to this arrangement. being single for majority of his life has made him inexperienced in situations such as this.

"j-just how romantic can you be?!"

he flinches once more when noah's breath warms his ears. his heart continues to race, with each action noah takes adding more to his pile. someone who prefers solitude may find his position uncomfortable, but noah somehow finds a way for kyle to appreciate this awkward feeling.

his smile crumples in a way that kyle seemingly forces himself to keep the grin from happening. it feels embarrassing, though he supposed he doesn't have anything to feel embarrassed about after what has transpired the night before. instead, he removes his hand from his face and touches noah's chest with a finger.

"i guess i suppose you need a reward for that." he drags his finger down until he reaches his stomach. he waits for a bit, before following it up. "does that sound seductive enough?" he jests.

he tried.

the flex amuses kyle, much more so than noah intended. a pointed finger opens to a palm, feeling the sculpt of his body as it heads further south. it ends when noah clings onto him, where he places it on top of his head instead, playing with his hair fondly.

"that's how i do things," he answers.

the topic of his training preference reminds him of his dogs, who must've been worried about no one coming to visit them during the night. he doesn't want this sensation to end, but responsibilities still exists. the wooden boards were a pain and the cold made things unbearable, but noah's presence somehow made it ignorable.

he shifts his position as he readies to stand up, responding to noah's affection with his own, although his marks the spot. it's much more passionate than a playful peck, lasting long enough until kyle is on his own two feet while his arms carry noah.

it ends, and kyle calms himself enough to show noah the smile he woke up with.

"we should head home."

he shuts him up by cheekily pressing his lips against his. it ends in a moment, after which he rests his forehead on his.

"do you really like this place?" he asks. "it's old, and, dirty, and-" a breeze of cold wind seeps through the cracks of the wooden walls, causing him to shiver. "-not to mention us almost dying here."

he stops for a while and assessed the outpost. nothing of importance comes to view, except the vulgar vandalism they have left in a structure that could almost pass as a heritage site. his clothes were dirtied as well from more than just dust and dirt.

then again, he is as sentimental about a lot of things despite his pragmatic point of view.

"show me a gym badge, and i'll think about it," he adds, smirking with a devilish flash on his eyes when he comes back to staring at noah's face. "you made this decision, right?"

he finally lets go of noah.

"are you cold? i'm cold."

kyle rubs his nose while he goes for his clothing when noah goes for his, wearing them as he goes. when he goes for his jacket, he finds it in possession of another person.

"noah, i'm cold," he whines. the playful spark on his eyes betrays the tone of his voice, however.

he moves in, closing in on his target in an accelerating pace. he inserts his hands on his jacket's pockets, arms around noah as a result. he presses his body closer, leaning his body forward to match his height while his head rests on noah's shoulders.

his hands meets halfway from within his jacket in an attempt to hug. he wasn't kidding when he said he was cold, and although it was much more tolerable than last night's, kyle was still too much of a hoenn resident to not mind the cold.

in his ears, he whispers. "are you going to ride my salamence in only that?" it wasn't an innuendo.

"what?"

almost a reflex, the question came when he hears noah say something incoherent. another "what?" is fired after the sudden change of tone.

confused about noah's snapping, he follows him around as he collects his belongings, like a puppy and his object of his sole attention. while his hands have slipped out of the pockets, kyle remains glued to noah as much as possible.

"so, are you walking all the way to verdenturf instead of flying there with me?"

noah gets out of the door, kyle second. he shuffles around, frisking his belongings to check off things on his checklist before they finally leave. his hands go for his pokeballs last, where he takes off the one containing his salamence and releases it.

"i meant this. what did you thi--" he stops himself as he realizes. "oh..."

"i can still let you do whatever it is on your mind if you want," he mentions quite casually, the sultry tone absent in his voice.

he gets on his salamence's back, setting himself nicely in between the arms of the dragon-type's first passenger. he freezes for a while when he hears his salamence grunt, unused to having more than one person on his back, but moves again as it passes.

"you got my jacket. now you gotta warm me up!"

he scoots backwards, inching slowly closer and closer to noah until his lower back touches him. he leans backwards and rests his torso on his, grinning as he turns his face to his.

"are you ready?"

"it's gonna be cold up there, and with this-" he gives two quick taps at the arms surrounding him. "-i think i'm ready."

he turns his face back to what's in front of them, moving to a more appropriate riding position. kyle leans forward and allows noah to do the same before whispering a command and the destination to his pokemon's ears.

"i'll escort you home too after breakfast," he casually adds. the rather confident tone melts to a sudden meekness when he realizes he's been "i-if you want to."

his salamence starts to take off. a powerful flap of his wings brings them airborne, momentarily hovering slightly above ground. it gives noah just a moment to respond to kyle before they start reaching the skies.