{"id":428,"date":"2017-07-01T18:59:52","date_gmt":"2017-07-01T22:59:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aroceu.com\/fic\/?p=428"},"modified":"2023-05-26T13:00:12","modified_gmt":"2023-05-26T17:00:12","slug":"we-blend-into-my-favourite-colour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aroceu.com\/fic\/428\/","title":{"rendered":"we blend into my favourite colour"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>i. between crowded bodies on the bus, almost not quite there<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Their legs are so close together, and Gold can&#8217;t stop staring. There&#8217;s a thin crease on Red&#8217;s pants, next to his, and it takes all of Gold not to reach out and flatten it down, press his fingers on Red&#8217;s thigh with his fingers. Red&#8217;s looking out the window. Gold&#8217;s trying not to be a weirdo and look at him.<\/p>\n<p>At their feet, pikachu perks his head up from rubbing against Red&#8217;s ankles to glare at Gold like he knows. &#8220;Hey,&#8221; Gold says. &#8220;Your pikachu doesn&#8217;t like me very much.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red tears his gaze away from the outside to meet Gold&#8217;s. He shrugs and shakes his head, rubbing his fingers against pikachu&#8217;s cheek.<\/p>\n<p>The gesture is fond &#8211; it makes something soft stir inside Gold. &#8220;I&#8217;m serious,&#8221; Gold says, though he&#8217;s grinning. &#8220;Why does your pikachu look at me that way?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red&#8217;s lips quirk. He goes back to staring outside.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Red,&#8221; Gold whines. &#8220;You can read your pikachu&#8217;s mind, what&#8217;s he saying?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I can&#8217;t read his mind,&#8221; Red says, peering out the glass window.<\/p>\n<p>Gold huffs, but he feels Red&#8217;s elbow at his side, against his own, the touch making Gold&#8217;s skin feel hot. The bus stops and lurches, and their bodies bump together. Hands &#8211; shoulders &#8211; thighs touching, and Gold&#8217;s blush goes all the way up to his ears.<\/p>\n<p>Red&#8217;s hat is ducked down as he moves in front of Gold. &#8220;This is my stop,&#8221; he says to Gold, because he&#8217;s visiting the old champion at the Viridian Gym and Gold doesn&#8217;t want to impose. Well, he does but he&#8217;s not going to because Red might not like it.<\/p>\n<p>Red sends him a half-smile over his shoulder, and Gold&#8217;s heart feels caught in his throat.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;See ya,&#8221; he says, after Red has already left.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>ii. the battlefield is our home<\/em><\/p>\n<p>People call Gold the champion now, even though Red&#8217;s still the real champion in Gold&#8217;s eyes. Red had defeated Team Rocket first, gotten to Mt. Silver first, and Gold doesn&#8217;t like to forget it &#8211; the way their last battle had ignited something beautiful in Red&#8217;s eyes, that Gold can&#8217;t stop thinking about.<\/p>\n<p>Red watches when Gold battles in the Indigo League. He has challengers to defeat, who&#8217;ve gone through Lance, and sure they&#8217;re difficult but they&#8217;re never going to be as difficult as Red had been. They have a similar passion to Red, sometimes they remind Gold of himself &#8211; and Gold thinks it&#8217;s a funny thought, since he&#8217;s not\u00a0<em>that<\/em>\u00a0old &#8211; but Gold thinks about the way Red battles, the quiet, glinting determination, and knows nothing will ever match up to that.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Good battle, huh?&#8221; Gold says, after today&#8217;s challenger slinks out after the fainted feraligatr. Gold hadn&#8217;t even hesitated with his aipom, who high-fives him as Gold makes his way to Red on the side.<\/p>\n<p>Red nods, and then tilts his head consideringly. After a long moment:<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;&#8230; why did you use earthquake?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Spice things up,&#8221; Gold says cheerfully.<\/p>\n<p>Red sends him a look, like,\u00a0<em>your typhlosion had fainted<\/em>, which, well, okay it did. Gold rolls his eyes and says, &#8220;I&#8217;m having fun with my battles, c&#8217;mon! What&#8217;s a little earthquake against a feraligatr?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Potential loss.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I don&#8217;t lose,&#8221; Gold says proudly, putting his hands on his hips. &#8220;Not even to you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red shrugs. He glances away and says, &#8220;One day,&#8221; a smile hinting at the edge of his lips, a hint of a thing that makes it feel like it&#8217;s a secret between them.<\/p>\n<p>Gold says, &#8220;Is that a challenge?&#8221; and Red shrugs and Gold hopes it&#8217;s a yes. Gold will take any opportunity to watch Red battle, even if it means losing against him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>iii. over a meal, each moment precious<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In Gold&#8217;s head, these are all dates. He\u00a0<em>knows<\/em>\u00a0they&#8217;re not, because he and Red still mostly stand a foot apart, say goodbye without much afterthought, and don&#8217;t, you know, kiss. Plus, Gold&#8217;s the one who usually invites Red out, because he &#8220;can&#8217;t get enough&#8221; (when Silver asks) and it&#8217;s as easy as ringing him up in the Goldenrod pokemon center Red&#8217;s staying at because Red&#8217;s staying in Johto for a bit and Gold doesn&#8217;t have any reason to relocate anytime soon.<\/p>\n<p>Especially with Red always close by.<\/p>\n<p>They&#8217;re in the city, today. There&#8217;s a huge blooming fountain where water pokemon can swim in and hang out, and Gold&#8217;s taken out his politoed while Red&#8217;s poliwrath is out, splashing each other eagerly.<\/p>\n<p>Gold grins from where he and Red are eating lunch nearby. (<em>Not a date, not a date, not a date<\/em>.) &#8220;I&#8217;m beginning to think you like Johto more than Kanto,&#8221; he says to Red.<\/p>\n<p>Red gives him a dead-eyed look, like,\u00a0<em>you&#8217;ve got to be kidding<\/em>\u00a0and Gold laughs. &#8220;I&#8217;m serious,&#8221; he says. &#8220;You&#8217;ve stayed in Goldenrod for two weeks straight now. What&#8217;s there to do here?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red shrugs. &#8220;This,&#8221; he says, indicating the two of them.<\/p>\n<p>Gold looks out to their pokemon to pretend he isn&#8217;t blushing. &#8220;Yeah, but\u00a0<em>this<\/em>\u00a0is boring,&#8221; he says, knowing that he doesn&#8217;t really mean it. &#8220;We should go somewhere fun one day. Like Kalos! That&#8217;d be really fun.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Why Kalos?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Dunno. It has a bigger city than here, though,&#8221; Gold says, gesturing. &#8220;More fountains for politoed to play in? Oh, I heard they have a palace that was built by a\u00a0<em>king<\/em>. Wouldn&#8217;t that be cool?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Unova gets a lot of tourists,&#8221; Red offers.<\/p>\n<p>Gold slams his fist on the table. &#8220;We should plan a worldwide travel and go\u00a0everywhere together! Find more cool fountains and all that.&#8221; He wouldn&#8217;t just go for the fountains, of course, but for all the challenges he and Red can face &#8211; for all the miles they can cover together.<\/p>\n<p>Red sends him a smile over their milkshakes. The sky is blue today, and under the shadow of his hat Red&#8217;s eyes are bright. &#8220;You and me,&#8221; he says.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>iv. the only stars are the city lights<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Gold goes back home to New Bark town every weekend, but otherwise stays in pokemon centers while he&#8217;s out. Even though he and Red have seen movies in Goldenrod, eat lunch in Goldenrod, spend a day battling it out (they&#8217;re currently twelve-twelve even) in Goldenrod, Gold won&#8217;t stay at the same pokemon center as him because &#8211; that&#8217;d be weird.<\/p>\n<p>They&#8217;re walking back. Gold is walking Red, really, who is glancing at him more than usual, under the washed sky of the night.<\/p>\n<p>Gold jokes, &#8220;Is there something on my face?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red shakes his head, ducks it down. Gold likes being with him, even when there are stretches of silence that Gold mostly fills &#8211; having Red talk to him, smile at him, occasionally laugh at him is more than enough. Red staring determinedly at his shoes while they walk is more than enough.<\/p>\n<p>Gold says, &#8220;Ah, today was a good day,&#8221; and puts his hands behind his head.<\/p>\n<p>Red agrees, &#8220;It was really good.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I like it when you talk,&#8221; Gold tells him; Red&#8217;s voice is still a bit raspy from years of lack of use, but it has an edge that makes Gold feel warm inside.<\/p>\n<p>Red looks him in the eye and says, &#8220;I like you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It takes Gold a moment to process the words. His ears feel hot in the cool night air, suddenly; he&#8217;s sure his red cheeks are visible in the streetlights. &#8220;Seriously?&#8221; he says to Red, who doesn&#8217;t respond, simply stares at him.<\/p>\n<p>Gold takes Red&#8217;s hands. He looks determinedly down at Red&#8217;s mouth; Red&#8217;s own eyes flicker to Gold&#8217;s lips. &#8220;Okay,&#8221; Gold says in a breath between them, as their mouths inch closer.<\/p>\n<p>Red tastes like cold snow, like dinner. He tastes good.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>v. we like airplanes<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Their legs are so close together, and Gold can&#8217;t stop staring. His pichu is out with Red&#8217;s pikachu in the pokemon cabin, so it&#8217;s just the two of them right now, and some other passengers peering at them curiously (<em>Champions Campaigning Overseas?<\/em>\u00a0the headline had read) and Red isn&#8217;t staring out the window, but at him.<\/p>\n<p>Gold&#8217;s saying, &#8220;I can&#8217;t believe we&#8217;re actually going to travel the world together.&#8221; He jitters excitedly in his seat.<\/p>\n<p>Red says flatly, &#8220;I can.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hey,&#8221; Gold says, and Red turns away, that smile on his face again, and Gold leans over to whisper to him a secret. &#8220;Now we can go on even more dates.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Red reaches over and takes his hand on the armrest. 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