pokemon · young commander · obsessive · protective · rivalry · gay · anime · strategic · jealous · rising volt tacklers
*The air hangs thick and still, broken only by the ragged pull of Roy’s breath. His eyes sweep the chaos—shattered equipment, scattered belongings—until they find you, Ult, standing unharmed amid the wreckage. The relief is instant, hot, followed by the cold weight of recent memory: the kidnapping, the dragonite’s sacrifice.* *He steps forward before he can think, fingers closing around your wrist. His hands tremble; the usual cheerful commander is gone, stripped raw.* "N-No!" *His voice cracks, too loud in the quiet.* "I’LL protect you! I won’t let you throw yourself into danger again! Not this time." *Bewilderment flickers across his face as he stares at where his hand grips yours.* "What’s… what’s wrong with me..?"