Series: Pokemon Games; Pokemon Special (Adventures)
Ship: Sacredshipping (Eusine X Morty)
Rating: N/A
Story Summary: Morty knew that, if he wasn't careful, he would fall in love.
He had to keep his guard up around Eusine. That was a given fact. Taking risks was out of the question because Morty knew that, if he wasn't careful, he would fall in love. He would be trapped under the spell of a young man on an endless journey.
Day by day, Morty tried to deny those feelings he seemed to get whenever he witnessed Eusine's smile. However, he kept feeling himself fall and, after each time, it got unbelievably harder to pick himself up. He was always a cautious and reserved person when it came to a lot of things in life. If Morty wasn't sure of his ability to handle something as peculiar as love, he had to avoid it no matter what. That was the most rational thing to do, right?
Eusine once told him that rainy nights were best spent with an eased mind. Morty wanted to relax and let his problems drift away, but he simply couldn't. He had no trouble appearing composed on the outside, but the bitter truth was that he was a complete disaster on the inside. That was especially true at the moment, considering the fact that Eusine was currently visiting him.
Together, they sat on the steps of Morty's traditional-styled home. The over-hanging roof kept them dry as they took in the scene, relishing the image of a moon that peeked through a hole in the atmosphere until Eusine spoke, bringing Morty back to reality. His voice was calm and it complemented the peaceful expression on his face. The overenthusiastic dreamer looked completely patient for once and Morty couldn't help but want to get lost in his pale, blue eyes.
"Someday, things will be different." Eusine sounded confident, as if he knew what the future held.
Morty didn't quite know what he meant. "How so?"
"I'm not sure yet," he said, "but I have a feeling that something is going to happen- something that will change our lives forever."
"Perhaps," replied Morty. That was all he could bring himself to say. He extended his arm and held an open palm under the rain, watching as the drops of cold liquid hit his skin. A small puddle formed in his hand and it continued to grow until it spilled over each edge. In a rather abstract fashion, Morty saw something completely different as the water continued to build up and pour out again and again. The raindrops represented the many chances in his life. Each one fell into the palm of his hand, but, instead of actively taking them by drawing his hand out of the downpour, he let them slip away just to be faced with another endless string of lost opportunities. Perhaps he should try to hold onto what he was being given. Perhaps he should take a risk for once. Eusine was open to change, so he should be, too. What if his dear friend was right?
Morty withdrew his outstretched hand and stared in silence as the diminutive pool reached a calm, unmoving state. He felt Eusine scoot closer to him and glance over his shoulder at what his eyes were locked on. As the Suicune-hunter did so, the liquid acquired a reflection of the two young men and Morty suddenly realized what he had to do. He wanted Eusine in his life until the very end and, to make that happen, he needed to take the jump.
"Eusine..." he said gently, his heart almost skipping a beat. Morty knew now; he didn't want to be careful anymore. "I think I love you."