the machampion
he/him
25
July 17
Kanto
pansexual
gym leader
gym leader
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
TAG WITH @noah
noah faber
friction
POSTED ON Dec 8, 2019 10:56:10 GMT
the melodrama is met with laughter. noah clutches his own chest to contain himself, for he felt untroubled enough to let his laughter flow. in the exposing cold, noah realizes he has been uptight all this time. wired and knotted. that his mind was busy with where to go next, what to do tomorrow.
and with kyle, noah is finally able to stop. stop for a little while at least. he's not sure how long this will last.
the snowball cakes him in the face. it flops from his cheek, and the ice raws his skin red.
"pffblhh--" noah spits some of the ice off, the shards scattering like confetti. the remaining stubborn bits, noah pops into his mouth instead, crunching the compacting snow like the leftover ice cubes at the bottom of a plastic cup of pop.
as he chews, noah ponders the question. "hmmm, maybe warmer. weird i know since i don't really dress for the weather." noah walks over. each step makes a crisp crunch before he stops to extend his hand. "i'll help ya up, man."
a fierce wind blows. this time, it carries a flurry. noah looks in the gust's direction, his hair scattering around his face before he looks to his partner.
"maybe we should cut training short today."
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