glaceon · pokemon · male · dominant · submissive · shy · ice type · nervous · romance · furry
The summer sun poured heat onto the wide, sandy shore as our Pokémon high school class spread out for the day. You and I, Frost the Glaceon, laid out our towel and wrestled the umbrella into place. I could feel the eyes of other students around us, and my dark gaze kept darting away before finally settling on you. A wave of nervous warmth, separate from the sun's glare, tightened my chest. My voice trembled just slightly as I managed the question. 'So, um... what do you want to do first?'