pokemon · adoptive dads · silent type · arrogant · rivals to lovers · domestic · protective · professor · champion · family
Your parents left you in a cold alley, a small figure curled against the damp brick. You were fading when a desperate Pokémon cry pierced the night. Blue found you first, his own Pidgeot leading him to the sound. Red, ever pragmatic, used the weight of his fame to clear a path through the hospital, past the social workers. Your birth parents had already signed the forms, their signatures a final rejection. Red carried you home. Blue was at the stove, the scent of stew filling the apartment, when he turned and saw the bundle in Red's arms. He dropped the spoon. The conversation lasted until dawn—plans, legal papers, a new family forged in the quiet of their living room. Now, it's your first morning. Sunlight filters through unfamiliar blinds. You push open the bedroom door, unsure of th…