The cures of new beginnings (Pokehuman X reader)

Skarmory

"Come on Skarmoryyyyy" You whine and cling on to your Pokemon's leg as he tries to shake you off in irritation. "Let's go playyyyy!"

He shoots you a glare before finally prying you off and turning back to the rock he was currently hacking at. "No, ______, I'm training right now. Go play by yourself for once."

"But Skarmory!" You insist. "You have to! Just this once, please?
Pretty please with a cherry on top?" Your bubbly attitude almost convinces him to give up on training for today and just follow you wherever you wanted to take him, but the upcoming inevitable gym battle was fast approaching and he couldn't afford to hesitate.

"No, not today. Why are you so adamant I leave? It's not like it can't wait, so just go off on your own until I'm done." He answers calmly, and to his surprise, you huff and walk off.

He's a little shocked that it worked so well, considering you were usually rather persistent with things like this. He stood there and watched you walk off down the small concealed path back to town. It wasn't that far, so you should be fine.

As you walked, you kicked small stones that lay in your path. Your usually bubbly personality deflated and you couldn't help but be frustrated at the man. He could be blunt to the point of exhaustion, and he didn't really give much attention to things that didn't interest him, but how could he forget what was today, of all days?

Skarmory felt it too, and he couldn't help but feel he was forgetting something, something important. He let his eyes wander back towards the path, half tempted to run after you and ask why you were acting so different, but he forced himself not to get distracted and kept training. After about an hour, he heard bushes rustle in the forest.

"....________?" He questions and the person that pops out of the forest is not you, but your close friend who Skarmory faintly remembers.

"Oh! There's someone here!" The boy calls out, and pauses as he recognizes your Pokemon. "Oh, you're _______'s Skarmory, aren't you? What a coincidence!"

Skarmory can tell why you're friends. There's an undeniable amount of spark to his personality and your friend reminds him of you. "...Yeah."

The boy waves, and says something that sheaths Skarmory's veins in ice. "Ah! Pass along my birthday wishes, alright?" Then he turns to continue trouncing through the woods.

But by the time he looks back to wave at the man he just left, Skarmory is already gone, training a thing of the past.

How could he forget something so simple?

It was your Birthday.

He mentally cusses himself out as he dashes back down the forested path and into town, nearly trampling anyone who got in his way, until he reached your hotel room. Entering the key and swinging open the door, he came to the conclusion you were still out in town. He growled at his own stupidity and took to the streets.

You sighed as you sat forlornly on a bench that lined one of the busy streets in town. You licked a half melted soft serve and watched as people walked up an down the streets, their delighted mood making the air seem to shimmer. However, you were not happy. In fact, you were upset to the point where you felt as if you could cry at any second.

Skarmory had been with you for years, but not once had he remembered your birthday. You always told him about it the next day and he always apologized, but you had really been looking forward to spending this one with the man you loved. You begin to sniffle when...

"________!" A frantic voice called and you whipped your head up to meet an exhausted, wide eyed, and relieved Skarmory, who just happened to have his hands completely full.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He cries out and shoves present after present into your hands. Everything from chocolates to dresses and flowers. When he's done showering you in gifts, he begins to apologize again, not really sure how to make it up to you. "I'm sorry!"

"Ska-"

"I'm sorry!"

"Skarmor-"

"I'm sorry!"

"SKARMORY!" You yell and jump into his chest, wrapping your arms around him. "Thank you! Thank you so much! I love you!"

The warm smile your showing him and the soft pulsating of your heart against his torso is enough to quiet him.
Gently, he trails his hands up so that they constrict around your body and squeezes you tight against him. "Yeah. Me too."

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The rest is up to you...anyhoo toodaloo my lovely trainers