Oneshot 2- Cynthia x Steven
Warnings- Slight spoilers for ORAS kinda.
Steven laid in the hotel bed as he daydreamed. Daydreaming was actually common for the Hoenn champion but lately instead of precious stones and minerals he dreamt of her. They had met at the first annual champions meeting, it was agreed the regions had to work together to stop any more terrorist and crime organizations such as Team Magma, Aqua and Galactic.
As soon as their eyes met, he was love-struck.
Not that she was attracted to him. If she was, she was stubborn as hell about showing it.
The first time he tried to impress her, or 'court' her as his father called it, he had flown to Sinnoh on Latios with Hoenn exclusive flowers and a messily scrawled yet thoughtful poem. She shut the door in his face.
The second time, he asked the Sinnoh Elite Four for advice. Some of the pick-up lines Flint had thought of were horrendous. And for some reason he used them. He was hospitalized after she kicked him where the sun didn't shine.
The third time he tried to be less forward and more gentlemanly. He flew to the Pokemon League building on Latios and asked if she'd like to fly around with him. He got a heart-skipping smile and a polite no, apparently she was too busy.
The fourth... He wanted to erase the memory from his mind. Wallace had asked to tag along and Steven had foolishly agreed, thinking he could help give him advice. Unfortunately he came in his new... revealing... outfit and kept touching him. And gave Cynthia the wrong idea. She had pulled Steven aside and told him he didn't have to 'conceal his sexuality' in front of her. It took him months to correct her. Mostly because he was too embarrassed to go near her.
The fifth. This was going to be his fifth attempt at winning her over. Valentine's Day, the most romantic day of the year. His best chance at making her his.
When he made sure he looked perfect and had everything he needed, he blew on the eon flute and Latios came for him.
Cynthia yawned quietly and gazed out at the mountains from her balcony. She loved standing outside her room, staring out at Sinnoh's beautiful scenery. For some reason though lately everything blue and grey reminded her of someone... Him of all people…
When she first met Steven, her expression was that he was arrogant and full of himself. Her opinion of him definitely changed over their meetings.
The first time outside the champion meeting, he turned up with flowers. Fanboying stalker.
The second time he used a disgusting pick up line. Pervert.
The third time, he flew to the league on a Latios, which she wasn't sure how the heck he got. He asked in such a gentlemanly manner. She wouldn't be swayed that easily.
And the fourth… She needed brain bleach to erase the horrible images his… friend… gave her.
But for some reason Steven's quirkiness was kind of… cute. He explained that the pick-up line was Flint's idea. That perverted monkey…. But never mind Flint. Something about Steven just stuck in her mind.
She wouldn't give in that easily though. If he thought she'd fall into his arms just like that, he had another thing coming.
She heard a familiar cry and looked up, pulled out her thoughts. Speak of the devil. Steven was soaring on his Latios, silver hair blowing in the wind and shining from the sun's light. She stepped back as Steven leapt off the Latios and onto her balcony. The Latios took off and Steven turned to her. It took all her willpower not to stare. He was breathtaking, dressed smartly in his suit yet casual with his ruffled hair.
"Hello, my lady. Did you sleep well?" Cynthia tried not to roll her eyes. 'My lady'. She hadn't been called that a million times.
"I guess… So Mr Stone, what are you doing on my balcony at 10am on my day off?"
"Something important, Cynthia." Steven reaches into his pocket and takes out a small box. Cynthia raises an eyebrow.
"Hey, you're not going to propose are you Steven?" She means to say it mockingly but she hears a tremble in her own voice. He chuckles and gives her the box.
"Sadly no, it's a bit too soon for that don't you think?" She gives him a wary look. "Open it."
She slowly opens it then her eyes widen, she pulls out a silver necklace with a pearl dangling from it. "S-Steven..." She blushes for a split second then regains her composure. "Thank you." She smiles at him and he became the one tongue tied.
"Y-You're welcome… Hey uh…" Darn it. He was normally confident and laid back. This woman made him a mess. "Cyn-Cynthia, would you… eh… I mean… I-I… I…"
"Cat got your tongue Stevey?" Cynthia giggled. Scratch cute. Steven's quirkiness and sudden bashfulness was adorable. Steven sighed and a red tinge appeared on his cheeks.
"Well… They do say actions speak louder than words." Before Cynthia could ask what he meant, he kissed her. After a few seconds she closed her eyes and returned it. Eventually they broke off, staring at each other.
"Would you like to be my valentine?" Steven asked, holding her small hand in his. She looked up and gave him a confident smirk.
"I guess so, impress me." Steven took his flute out and summoned Latios.
"Come on, my lady."