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purpleprincess1147
prompt: I'm an amateur photographer and that cute boy/girl would be the perfect muse AU
pairing: Iris (21) x Trip (23) {flavescentshipping}
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.
He grunts as he squats low to the ground, adjusting his camera in his hands before bringing it up to his face.
"Lotta blood, eh?"
Trip trains his blank, grey eyes on the officer in front of him, then turns and glances around the bright, angular room. He nods stiffly and returns to his camera.
"Yeah, kinda glad they already moved the body. Not too good with that kind of stuff, ya know?"
Trip rolls his eyes and shoves past the officer towards the bedroom.
"That guy out there said the body was moved?"
The woman in charge turns to him with a frown. "Yes, but we already had someone come in for those photos. All that's left is here," she explains, motioning to the room; untouched, save for the bed.
Trip nods and tugs at his white suit before approaching the stained sheets with a grimace.
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The television hums quietly in the background as Trip makes himself a sandwich in the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of water and a napkin, he settles himself on the worn out couch and frowns. His eyes tiredly scan the letters being fed across the screen.
SUPERMODEL ELESA FOUND DEAD IN HOTEL ROOM
He snatches up the remote and flicks to a new channel. He's tired of blood.
"This morning at around 5:58 AM, supermodel Elesa, born and raised right here in Nimbasa City, was found dead in her hotel room, which she had been staying in while visi―"
Click.
"Supermodel Elesa was found―"
Click click clickclickclick―
"A tragedy, rea―"
Trip chucks the remote at the tv angrily and launches himself off the couch, grabbing his jacket and storming out of his apartment.
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He rubs at his bloodshot eyes as he make his way towards one of the few parks Nimbasa has to offer. He needs some air, and he's not proud to say that he frequents the park more often than he'd like.
The park is beautiful, Trip thinks, and he is sad to find that he did not grab his camera on his way out. Golden leaves crunch underfoot as he slowly makes his way to his usual spot, taking deep breaths of the crisp autumn air.
He stops abruptly a few feet away from a small clearing surrounded by a few trees, not sure what to make of the scene before him.
A girl is playing with her dog, laughing and running with her hair flying behind her, and Trip doesn't know what to make of it all.
He steps a bit closer and finds himself unprepared for the girl's bright golden eyes meeting his own dull grey ones. She freezes, and so does he, his hand instinctively reaching for his absent camera.
Her eyes flicker around the clearing briefly, and Trip is startled when they refocus on him. They and fierce and they are fiery and Trip does not think he has ever seen anything as mesmerizing.
"Who are you?" she demands.
Her dog barks and she turns her attention to the ball of fur, and Trip takes this moment to commit her face to memory. Her skin is like caramel and her hair is like the night and her eyes―
Her eyes are trained on him again, curious and guarded.
Trip turns and hurries away from the clearing that is no longer his, the crunching of leaves filling his ears and nothing but liquid gold flooding his mind.
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An entire week passes by before Trip is called in again. He finds himself at the park a couple hours later, camera in hand, the need to be surrounded by life stronger than ever.
He takes a few pictures and the next time he looks up from the viewfinder, he finds himself staring at a waterfall of deep purple hair. He blinks, and before he knows it, he's crawling through the bushes trying to get a better angle of the girl.
Trip rubs at his eyes and brings the camera up to his face.
Click.
The girl's reaction is immediate. Her head snaps up from her book―Growing and Using Herbs and Spices―and her eyes lock on the suspicious lump in the bush to her left.
"Did you just take my picture?!"
He grimaces as he reveals himself, brushing a few stray leaves out of his straw-colored hair. She seems to do a double-take once she realizes who he is.
"You're the guy from last time!" She is standing now, and Trip feels that it is safe enough to approach her. He nods and holds out the camera. "Do you wanna see?'
She looks as confused as he feels, but nods shyly nevertheless. Her eyes are large and glittering today, and he watches as her lips part in awe at the photo on the screen.
"I… Is that really me?"
He nods and peers over her shoulder to get a better view of the photo. She is sitting with her legs crossed, the book in her lap, her lips in the middle of mouthing a word. There is just enough light filtering through the trees to make her eyes sparkle, and altogether, she looks incredibly peaceful―almost ethereal―and Trip can't help but smirk and give himself a mental pat on the back.
She turns and squints suspiciously up at him. "Why were you taking my picture?"
For some reason the question makes Trip chuckle.
She smacks his arm angrily as if they've known each other for years and pouts. "I'm serious! Are you stalking me?"
Trip looks at her through heavy-lidded eyes and seems to ponder over the question. "No."
"Then why the picture?" she demands angrily, her hands resting on her hips.
He shrugs. "Can I take another one?"
"Wh―no!" She shoves his camera back into his hands and glares up at him incredulously. "Delete it!"
Now it's Trip's turn to look incredulous. "What? No," he scoffs. She is beautiful and she is alive and although Trip knows it is impossible to capture that in a photograph, he will not be deterred from trying.
Her eyes ignite and Trip can't keep himself from lifting up his camera.
Click.
"Hey!"
Trip lets out a breathy laugh as she reaches for his camera and is pleasantly surprised to find that his eyelids no longer feel heavy.
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It is the day of their wedding, and upon the insistence of Iris, they have a photographer that isn't Trip because We don't have a single picture of the both of us in the apartment. You're always the one behind the camera!
Neither of their eyes have ever shined as brightly as they do when they take their first photo as husband and wife.
Hey guys! This installment turned out a bit different than the others, I think. I hope you don't mind. The pairing itself is not very popular, but I wanted to give it a shot anyways. Hopefully you guys enjoyed it! Feel free to leave a comment on what I did right, what I did wrong, and what I can improve on! Ciao!
―purpleprincess1147