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:3 :] camping
Beach day!
Leon: are there any chairs left?
Raihan: you can sit on my face
Rose:
Oleana:
League staff:
Leon: honey
Raihan: the offer is still up, im just saying
Gift doodle I made for @fivemegos back in 2020 of everyone's favorite gay Galarians.
💖REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!💖
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Volitile Contact and Dragon Protection
This idea spawned from Champion Night Terrors and Every Offense, Sir, but I Never Liked You Either. Now Especially. It’s a way for me to kind of try something out. A scene. A branch off/what if.
The plan is for a three chapter thing. And as always, link to the AO3 page at the end.
CW: Mild Violence and unwanted contact. Rose is a Jerk and Raihan’s not having it.
What was he witnessing? Raihan went looking for Leon, wanting to meet up with Leon after a practice match with Melony. They were going to grab dinner then go stargazing on top of the Hammerlock Gym. A simple evening of relaxed bliss.
Beating Leon to the locker room, Raihan decided to catch him in the runway. He didn’t have the patience to wait for Leon to get to the locker room, despite knowing Leon would be changing regardless. All Raihan expected was to catch his boyfriend, a pinch tired and plenty sweaty. What he found was not that. In fact it was much more sinister.
Leon, was, in fact, in the hallway, but he was not alone. Nor was the air pleasant. Leon was backed against the wall, his sponsor, Rose, cornering him. It was so surreal and unexpected that Raihan was frozen in place.
“Please… I have to go.” Leon requested. “I have plans.”
“With that arrogant dragon leader, I know.” Rose recalled. “You know I don’t like him. He’s no good for you and is nothing more than a fleeting distraction. Besides, I need you at the tower. We have a few things to go over.”
“I can’t.” Leon tried pushing Rose back. “And you can’t tell me who I can spend my time with.”
Pushing Rose did very little as the man was not backing down. Since that didn’t work, Leon tried to squirm out of the situation. Away from Rose. Yet, Rose refused to let him. Sneaking through an opening resulted in Leon’s arm being grabbed and Leon’s frame being slammed against the wall. It wouldn’t stop Leon for trying, but it did make it harder.
Impatience grew as did Rose’s voice. “Enough!”
Leon flinched at the response, his frame dipping. Both hands landed on the sides of his face as Rose forced Leon to look at him. Hands tried to pry Rose’s off of Leon, but his head was slammed against the wall, which stopped Leon’s struggling.
It also made Raihan’s stomach sink, snapping him out of the horrified daze he was in. This was cruel. Plain and simple. He slowly and silently inched closer to the duo, not wanting Rose to harm Leon the moment he saw Raihan.
“You will cancel those plans and come to Wyndon.” Rose ordered. Leon squeaked as Rose dragged his face close enough for Rose to whisper in his ear. “I’d hate to have to punish you again, but I guess I have to.”
Leon winced. “N… no.”
Fingers ran through Leon’s hair. “We can’t damage that face of yours. It’s too valuable. Too mesmerizing.” His hands moved around Leon’s neck. “Your voice, on the other hand, could be silenced.” He tighten his grip to prove his point, closing Leon’s airways long enough for the champion to struggle. “Or maybe,” a hand moved to the bottom of Leon’s chin, “I could see what all the fuss is about. See what people love about you. See why he loves you. As your sponsor, I should know these things.”
Golden eyes widely opened. He tried to move his face away from Rose, but Rose’s grip stayed firm, moving to the side of his face and latched onto purple hair. This lead to struggling and Rose’s free hand grabbing Leon’s throat, chocking him slightly. Rose began closing whatever gap between them left when a hand landed on Rose’s shoulder.
“Or you could let him go.”
Raihan yanked Rose off of Leon, punching him. Not expecting it, the man stumbled back as Raihan approached Leon. The man before Raihan was stone cold. His mouth was opened slightly and his eyes were glued to the nothingness around them. Leon’s shoulders slumped beneath his cape and not a sound escaped his throat.
Raihan wanted to grab Leon, hold him, but he couldn’t. Not after Rose touched Leon like that. Raihan could take the cape off of Leon, lifting a weight of his shoulders and getting him to respond just enough for them to leave.
“I’m going to take this off of you, okay?” Raihan sighed, dislodging the cape from Leon.
A twitch surged through Leon, though he remained unchanged. He stood in place, zoning out. He was in shook. Unwavering shook.
Throwing the cape over his shoulder, Raihan contemplated his next move. He seriously considered grabbing Leon, throwing him over his shoulder, and running. He would apologize for it later. After what felt like an eternity, Leon’s hand landed on his shoulder, but before Raihan could react, Leon pushed him aside.
Thud
A fist, meant for Raihan, slammed against Leon’s face. Blood flew out of Leon’s mouth, as realization set in. Raihan was horrified, while Rose seemed stunned and almost… remorseful.
Ready to retaliate, Raihan noticed motion from Leon. His frame was violently shaking, his legs buckling. Reacting first, Raihan picked Leon up before he could hit the floor, carrying him bridal style. It was then that Raihan realized the back of Leon’s head was bleeding. No doubt caused by his head getting slammed against the wall.
“How, fucking, dare you!” Raihan growled, glaring at Rose, who was trying to recompose himself. “What’s wrong with you? He’s the champion. You’re sponsor, damn it.”
“You have no business here.” Rose lectured.
“I have every right to be here! I love him, damn it! Which is infinitely more than I can say about you!” He looked at Leon, who was unconscious and breathing erratically. “I’m taking him to a hospital. If you even think about following me, I’m not holding back. Not even for Leon’s sake. And if you even think about coming to the hospital… or if I so much as see you crossing the street to get there, it’s on sight.”
He wanted to scream, rip into Rose, but Leon’s condition was much more important. Turning his back to Rose, Raihan ran out of the stadium. Leaving Rose behind, he knew he didn’t care about what happened to Rose. Not that he cared to begin with. Leon was all that mattered right now. That was his priority.
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