disclaimer: no ownership of pokemon
for: Bijouie. been wanting to write this forever, but never had the inspiration. here's your long awaited requestfic. hope you like it!
notes: ohmygod it's raining really really bad and that really doesn't sound good. power might go out.
song: hands on me by Vanessa Carlton is like my favorite song. well one of my favorite songs.
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just put your hands to me
and if you don't believe me just plant a kiss and see
you are in love with me
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Sometimes she just falls.
And she just falls and falls, she falls further down than the rabbit's hole, further down than hell, but her hearts beating fast and she loves every minute of this sensation, because she's falling in love.
And she continues to stare at him with her open heart that was on her sleeve as if she's just waiting to get it ripped off, silly girl, doesn't she know that leaving your heart that open leads to heartbreak. Yet she walks on with a smile, blushing at the gray haired man as she hides her eyes underneath her lashes.
He smiles back at her and her heart skips a beat because he's so beautiful with his silver hair and slate blue eyes. And he'll tell her many things.
He'd tell her about gem stones and how the sapphires match her eyes; how rubies match her clothes and how her skin is as smooth as an opal. And she'll think that his eyes are the exact shade of aquamarine, because they are so clear and just so lovely. He's rough around the edges too, like a diamond, but richer and more beautiful because of his roughness of his voice and the kindness in his smile.
Then a rosy red will paint her cheeks, and he'll comment on how beautiful her hands are. Long artistic fingers that soft and smooth, that wraps around a pair of rough callused hands. He'll look down at her blue blue eyes while she smiles. And he'll know.
And then she'll fall deeper and deeper, but he's there catching her and its okay.
Because he's beautiful and she's in love, and there's nothing else that matters.
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fin
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