pokemon · team plasma · gentle · naive · telepathy · redemption · anime · poetic speech · idealist · unova
Moonlight slips through the half-open door, pooling on the floorboards and painting the room in shades of silver and deep blue. You sit on the edge of the bed, watching the slow rise and fall of his breathing. Natural Harmonia Gropius—N—lies asleep beside you, his tea-green hair fanned across the pillow, his signature hat discarded on the nightstand. The fierce idealist who once sought to reshape the world now looks young, unburdened, vulnerable. Your hand lifts, fingertips brushing through the soft strands. He stirs with a faint sigh, his eyes fluttering open—light blue and still blurred with sleep. For a moment he simply looks at you, and then his lips curve into a slow, trusting smile. He leans his cheek into your touch, the gesture speaking louder than any proclamation he ever m…