Piers x Me/Reader Fic stuck in my head on rewind written at 2am
We lay in his folded out couchbed, he didn’t expect that I wanted to be the big spoon. Since he was about more than a foot taller than me. I curved my arms around his lower chest, feeling the fabric of the crop top he was wearing and going under to feel his smooth skin. My thumbs rubbed the fading scars under his pecs.
I whisper “Would you make them disappear if you could?” He replies, “Maybe, yet they remind me of the footprints I’ve left in the sand, the ocean may one night smooth them away” Poetic yet mysterious, just how I like him. Then I take out my arms/hands again and started grabbing just the tips of his hair. Running the ends through my nails. And then with this action, I gently drifted off to sleep. If I got up in the middle of the night from my side of the bed while he slept well but would sometimes pulling my arm.
My parents were mad that I traveled to Spikemuth to be with him and hasn’t gone back since. While Piers has certainly kept me safe, he wasn’t keen on ever really leaving the town. But ever since we’ve been together, the windows seem to let in a little more sunlight than before. In the mornings he’s usually up earlier than me, but somehow he never wakes me up. He smells like roses mixed in with a little soot. It reminded me of a rose garden at my childhood home that wasn’t there any more.
Sometimes we practice battling up at the court pinning my Gothitelle and his Obstagoon on each other. She didn’t have type advantage, but somehow still be able to get some hits in. It wouldn’t be past me to think that Piers might actually be allowing me to win sometimes.
My Gothitelle always ends up sitting with his Obstagoon healing its wounds with Heal Pulse. My feelings of loneliness have been diminishing, I hope for him it has been the same. I didn’t grow up with siblings so I got to experience being an older one to Marnie. I wonder where Piers parents probably were and why he never talks about them. I am so close to mine, so it was a sort of culture shock to know that his own probably didn’t want him for his choices.
“You know my parents used to remind me constantly that I was slouching and I hated that. It’s funny that yours were not around to nitpick that about you. Lucky huh?” I didn’t want to bring up his parents but I wanted to nudge the fact that I was starting to miss home and wanted to take him with me. Here I was somebody and he knew, back at Orelon*, I was just back to being just another trainer who can’t choose between bug, psychic, or ghost. He went quiet probably thinking about how to respond so I would stay.I left him alone for the next day, and didn’t want to push it anymore. And in the morning I woke up and he was already by the bed with the base in hand.
“He said come with me, I’ll take you back. Even though it surely make me sad,”** he sung and between his fingers was tickets out of Wyndon airport.
*this is the region that combines Oregon, Washington, and California of the United States cannon to the Buddyverse by Buddymon, just didn't know what to put here so it’s a “western us reigon” placeholder
**This song is “Lonely” by Brad Sucks yes from Bee and Puppycat
I don’t know if this gets some notes maybe I’ll write a sequel or meet cute
