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It is not that Morty was bothered being with Lyra. Much to the contrary, he loved it, but that sometimes she would get easily excited, or talk extremely fast. Maybe that is why, looking at her sitting on the couch at his home, he felt calm.
He observed her biting the pen with which she wrote a strange list that she did not want to show him or tell him what it is all about. In any case, he was not very interested in it to bother him too much.
He heard her snort, while crossing out something she had written. She seemed angry for some reason, but simultaneously happy. Morty still did not quite understand her. He saw Gengar lie on his feet, apparently tempted to play a joke on the young woman.
It seemed to Morty that Lyra was like a star, illuminating everything in her path. It had also enlightened him into... Well, it was brilliant, in its very curious and peculiar way.
"I'm finished!" She shouted, raising her arms and surprising Gengar, who got up scared and somewhat upset.
He smiled slightly, lowered the book in his hands, and raised an eyebrow in her direction, as if asking the reason for her exclamation.
"This is a list of the things I like about you!" She declared.
"Really?"
"Yes, look: Intelligent, serious, affectionate, kind, sarcastic when he wants to be, strange..."
"Wait, am I strange?" He cut her off, his voice sounded confused, even to himself.
She nodded repeatedly, cheerful.
"Of course, you are strange! You have that future-telling thing, that whole I spent a lot of time in a tower with Ghost-type Pokémon aura going for you." The girl said quickly, her cheeks tinted a faint pink color, which he found irretrievably adorable. "Now, you have to make a list.
"Give me the paper and the pencil." He said, stretching out his hand.
The Champion laid out the objects to him and waited for him to finish.
Morty began to write slowly, listing everything; within a few minutes it was over.
"Let's see: Stubborn, adorable, cheesy, silly..."
"I'm not silly!" Replied the brunette, pursing her eyebrows and pouting her lips.
"Yes, you are." Morty let out a little laugh, and with flushed cheeks he looked for a coat in the closet. "Now, let's take a walk. Would you like to?"
"Of course!" She smiled, running to get some gloves and snatching a jacket from the blonde's hands, putting it on quickly.
Morty tilted her head, realizing that the girl was having trouble closing the coat, so she leaned over and helped her, running the buttons through the eyelets.
"I told you, you are stubborn and silly." He points out.
"You're wrong." Lyra folded her arms, but her anger vanished when the older man stamped a kiss against her lips.
He did not know how he had fallen in love with her. They were just different, his favorite Legendary Dog was Entei, and Lyra's was Suicune. He liked silence, she made a fuss about everything. He liked to visit quiet spaces, such as the Burnt Tower, she loved to be in a busy place where she could meet new people.
One night, watching the young woman curl up against his body, he figured that maybe it was the will of Arceus. He recalled that Lyra said that Arceus was characterized by being complicated. He also joked about whether he liked those shows his mother always watched on TV.
"Maybe you're passionate about dramatic twists, Morty!"
He found the idea amusing, though he did not respond.
"I would never lie to you, Lyra." He said, as the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Irises brown and violet met.
And she knew it was true.