An OriginalShipping oneshot
Prompt: Red gets lost on the ice mountain and Green panics and thinks history is repeating itself.
Warnings: Implied suicide and general darkness
Green groaned, rubbing his face. Why he and Red had to return to Mt. Silver, he had no idea. Red had made some, even for him, vague hand gestures, stared at him for five minutes straight without blinking (Green was still trying to figure out where Red’s eyedrops were for him to do that), then released Charizard before leaving, probably just expecting Green to follow him to who-knows-where.
Of course, Red had been right. Not even ten minutes had passed before Green had gone right after him. Keeping his eyes on that small orange dot before him, Green had begun to shiver before he realized where exactly Red was heading.
Though Red didn’t even try and hide, or at least Green didn’t think he was, he still couldn’t find him as he landed near the top of the mountain; in the same place Green used to land all those other times.
Green shivered again, wrapping his arms around himself. This time, not due to the sharp snowflakes sizzling against his skin.
Green held his hand over his eyes, squinting his eyes and peering about outside. All that stretched on for miles and miles and miles was a giant expanse of harsh white, only broken up by the grays of the thick sky and the mountain.
Green blinked hard, snorting. He couldn’t stand being on this damn mountain for five minutes, let alone years like Red.
Rolling his eyes to himself, Green turned to hurry into the small hole in the mountain side. It was warmer without the blistering wind, but puffs of smoke still escaped Green as he trailed up the too familiar pathway to the top of the mountain.
However, as Green emerged from the cave into the too familiar clearing that had been Red’s home for much too long in his opinion, not a single speck of scarlet touched his eye.
Green ignored how his chest suddenly tightened up. He was probably getting frostbite or something stupid by now. He ignored how hard he began to bite the inside of his cheek. Pain would make the cold easier to ignore. Green ignored how the snow was so cold it burned as he ran out into the disgusting weather, screaming Red’s name.
The howling wind drowned him out, stealing Green’s voice away.
Panic set in Green’s mind.
“Red! Goddamnit, where the fuck are you?!” Green screamed. “Why the fuck did you wanna come back to this shitty place? Where are you?!” Green ran around the perimeter of the clearing multiple times, struggling to stay close to rocks and overhangs to help his reddening skin. “You didn’t even tell me to bring a coat! That’s an assholish thing to do, you know! You don’t just tell someone to not bring a coat when you’re planning on- on taking them to freezing places like this!” Green angrily wiped at his eyes.
Green suddenly froze where he was standing, dread freezing him to his very marrow. “No,” he murmured to himself. “No, no, no.” Green whipped around. In the distance, almost swallowed by the eternal blizzard, Green stared at the thick steps caused by erosion leading to the pinnacle of the mountain.
“No, no, not again.” Green slogged through the thick snow. He couldn’t seem to push himself to go any faster even though he wanted to. Clambering up the steps, nearly falling down several times, Green gasped for air that wasn’t trying to tear his lungs apart. None was there.
“R- Red!” Green screamed once he reached the top.
Green had expected to see Red standing on the edge, his back towards him. Had expected to see him give him one last look before- before-
Disappearing. This time for good.
Green was already poised to reach out, to haul Red back from that dangerous edge, to hug him close to his frozen body and give him a tongue lashing like never before while wiping the tears that leaked from his eyes on Red’s hat.
However, Red was not standing at that edge. In fact, he was a few feet away from it, digging in the snow.
“R- Red? W- What a- a- are you d- doing?” Green stumbled up the rest of the way and towards Red. Thick, hot relief filled his chest.
Red turned to look at him, a flash of shock and worry crossing his face seeing Green. Quickly releasing Charizard again, Red ordered him to curl around Green, warming him up.
Green leaned into the pokemon, a soft groan escaping him as his bones began to ache.
Red sighed in relief before returning to digging through the snow.
Green didn’t even try to ask what he was doing. He continued to stare on, the horror that had pierced in him still taking its time to drain away.
Finding what he was looking for, Red straightened up with a small nod, smiling to himself. Picking his way to Green, he opened his hand to show what he had forgotten.
A note. A note encrusted with ice and snow and dirt. It was unreadable.
“You- you came b- back here f- for a piece of- of paper?!” Green snapped. Before Red could do anything, Green snatched the note up from Red and held it over Charizard’s tail tip, burning it to a crisp.
Charizard snorted and battered Green’s head with his wing.
Green huffed angrily through his nose, glaring at Red hard. Instead of looking angry, or even upset, Red’s face broke out into a large grin. He hugged Green tightly, pressing their chilled cheeks together.
“You- you wanted that to be destroyed? Is that why you came back?”
Instead of answering, Red pulled back to caress Green’s cheek with the back of his hand. Still smiling, Red leaned in and pressed a small kiss to Green’s lips.
Green gasped, but kissed back as best he could. “Next time, can you at least write down why you wanna run off to this dump?”
Red sighed, shaking his head.
However, he wasn’t saying no.
I don’t ever want to come to Mt. Silver again.
Green sighed in relief and pulled Red close. “Let’s get the hell outta here.”
