the invisible buildings we pretend exist
Lucas/Dawn
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She scares him; with her crystal blue eyes, so alive it hurts, and her flying sapphire hair, glinting under the summer-autumn-winter-spring — because you can never really tell what season it is in Sinnoh — sun. But he still follows her, even when she is the hero and he is the sidekick, because; well, he's the sidekick — he's always around, helping the hero out.
Some days, he wakes up and she is awake already, reaching for the clouds; but not often. Because most days, he'll wake up and she'll be asleep, and he'll stand, and not know what to do — since, of course, the sidekick is nothing without the hero.
It doesn't take much for him to fall in love with the girl — he is constantly with her; she is constantly with him.
He keeps it hidden — she's too good for him.
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She dances, laughing at the wind whipping at her face, her hair, her clothes, and he watches, as she reaches and invites him to dance along. He shakes his head no; he's not the dancing type. She frowns for a second, and he feels cared for — how funny, that the sidekick is cared for — but she laughs again and shrugs, telling him silently that she's disappointed.
He can't bear it, then; he sighs and takes her hand. She lights up like a candle, and he feels like laughing along, but he doesn't want to ruin the beauty of her own laugh, so he doesn't.
He always was such a pushover.