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originshipping ft. nata
[ after this fantastic occurrence—
Wallace half expected Steven to shuffle along beside him so they can get going. Get going where, precisely? Wallace wasn't too specific with where they were heading, but Steven's hesitance caused him to pause and look over his shoulder. ]
What's the matter? Surely you don't plan on spending the rest of this fantastic evening by yourself, do you?
[ just what.. is he insinuating here.
what is he ever insinuating anytime anywhere? ]
Wallace half expected Steven to shuffle along beside him so they can get going. Get going where, precisely? Wallace wasn't too specific with where they were heading, but Steven's hesitance caused him to pause and look over his shoulder. ]
What's the matter? Surely you don't plan on spending the rest of this fantastic evening by yourself, do you?
[ just what.. is he insinuating here.
what is he ever insinuating anytime anywhere? ]
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I certainly don't have what it takes to participate in one, but I do quite enjoy watching them. It always warms my heart to see Pokémon and Trainers working together, whether on the battlefield or the stage.
Besides, this is a prime opportunity for us to spend some time together. I'm always happy to accompany you.
he makes it sound so formal and cool but he's really a that annoying fan-person wallace can't stand
It is a good opportunity for that! Wouldn't it be fun to gamble while we are there? I always liked doing some of that! It's so amusing.
People getting so anxious over something like money— I just love seeing what they do to places like this and what ways people are betting on.
[ wallace it's none of your business. ]
this is why he's a closet fan
at his suggestion, he chuckles. ]
I can't remember the last time I went gambling... but if there's any place to do it, I suppose Goldenrod would be it. I suppose it could be fun.
[ and he's not so irresponsible as to pawn off the family fortune, so why not? they're on vacation. ]
god
[ oh goodness... ]
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[ oh, that has him quirking an eyebrow. don't test him, wallace. ]
Care to make an official wager out of that confidence?
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Wallace shifts to the side a little, propping one elbow on Steven's shoulder as he allows his hands to meet together, his own fingers folding delicately as he looks at Steven with a smug grin and eyes full of interest. ]
Money? Or something else? Such as a task or dare of some kind.
[ because lol money. ]
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[ basically, this is a glorified truth or dare with money. they are literally children with too much time and cash on their hands. ]
On the highly improbable chance that you win, what would you like from me?
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As he mulls over this thought, his eyes look at him fondly, a little soft smile appearing on his face. ]
Hmmmm.
[ should he be concerned. ]
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Well?
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Well indeed.
[ His hand lifts, brushing some of that silvery hair back before his hand drops, but not before trailing lightly down Steven's chest. ]
—I think you should compete in a contest! Whether it be along my side or allowing me to spectate.
[ of course. ]
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What? [ he really shouldn't be as shocked as he is. ] Wallace, performing is your niche - you can't very well expect me to...
[ measure up? be as talented as you? he trails off, so we will never know how that sentence ends. ]
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[ He takes this moment to place one curved knuckle under Steven's chin and lean in, kissing the edge of his mouth softly. ]
But I'd really love to see you up there— doing the very thing I am so passionate about! C'mon, don't act shy about it. Even if it's just one of the smaller contests!
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but he does manage some kind of action, gently pressing their foreheads together as he tries to regain his composure. ]
...And that's truly what you want? What would make you happy?
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[ you know Wallace and that public. He really does love it, even if he seems exhausted by it sometimes.
His palms move to Steven's shoulders in a smooth motion down to his chest again. He leaves his hands there, tipping his head to the side and look at his lover curiously. ]
What about me, hm? It's your turn, mon cher.
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[ man, he's definitely going to regret this if he ends up losing... but even if he does win, seeing wallace so happy has him wondering if he should surprise him and do it anyway. it's something to consider. ]
An exhibition battle between the two of us.
[ he very well can't ask for a blowjob now, so this is his backup. yawn. ]
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Wallace makes a little humming sound, figuring he might suggest something like this.
The coordinator finally shifts in his seat to turn so that his back is facing Steven before wiggling to get comfortable by dropping his head into Steven's lap. His hands fold neatly on his own chest as he gazes up at Steven. ]
Tell me the rules, then.
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Six-on-six, no substitutions. It's been awhile since we've battled... so I want a reminder of how fun it is.
[ a fairly standard drivel for a champion, but every inch of his words have truth to them. ]
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And so, he lifts his head for a moment so he can remove his beret before settling back down on Steven's lap. ]
I suppose it's sort of fun.
[ he's like a person who just bought a new car when it comes to his prized Pokemon; doesn't like the paint scratched.
He seems to appear very comfortable as his eyelids fall shut, nose tipped to the side facing Steven. ]
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[ he knows better than anyone to be careful with wallace's hair, making sure that his gentle strokes don't ruffle anything out of place. his aim is to be relaxing, and with the way that wallace is resting in his lap, he's fairly sure that he's succeeded. steven wouldn't even mind of they stayed like that for the entire flight - having wallace in his arms like this is like a dream come true. ]
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[ Wallace replies with his eyes closed, a pleased smile fixated on his face. ]
Though, you'll be paying for any damage to my darlings should they have to get a make over because of your steel types.
[ His eyes remain shut as his hand lifts to curve his fingers around Steven's wrist so he pull his hand down to press a few delicate kisses on the silver rings that adorn his rugged fingers.
Wallace releases him and relaxes. ]
Wake me up when we get there, would you?
[ tired boyfriend is tired. ]
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[ his gaze grows even fonder when he feels wallace's kisses on his fingers, a small sigh escaping him. the more time steven spends with him, the more he feels like he's truly fallen in love. ]
I will. For now, rest.
[ he'll go back to stroking his hair until he falls asleep. d'aww. ]
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