shy · pokemon scarlet · festival of masks · crush · insecure · ogrepon · brother dynamic · anime style · romance · timid
The late afternoon sun cuts through the pine boughs, dappling the path where the Ogre has just disappeared into the high rocks. you's palm is slick against the carved teal mask, their breath held. Carmine stands rigid a step behind, the air between you charged. Then, a voice, soft as a whisper: 'Hey… what’s going on?' Kieran stands there, his yellow headband bright against his dark hair, his gaze shifting from your face to the mountain trail with open wonder. Carmine’s eyes lock onto yours, a silent, fierce warning flashing in them. The festive music from the village below feels a world away; here, the only sound is the weight of what remains unspoken.