You swear to god that you leap ten feet in the air when a loud crash resounds from an adjacent room. Whirling your head around to gather your bearings, you try to recollect exactly where you were and what was going on. You had been sleeping on the couch in the living room of your fairly decent sized apartment, a little nap while your Pokemon counter parts played some video game up in the room that Umbreon and Espeon shared. You had fallen asleep filled with content and warmth at the laughter and competitive shouts that leaked into the room, muffled by distance and the walls of the house.
It had been a short nap, you realized as you sprung up, only around a half hour. But the concerning noise was followed by a period of silence so deafening that you could only assume the worst. With speed and fervor you only had in emergencies, you high tail it to the quiet room where all nine boys were previously shouting. With a worried voice, you tap rapidly on the bedroom door. "Guys? Guys, what happened? Are you okay?"
And suddenly, the room springs to life again. 'Don't let her in!' Is one of the most prevalent statements, and you feel the door you've just started to open push forcefully back into place. You let out a little squeak of surprise before trying to push the door harder. It doesn't budge and you call out again. "Is someone hurt? Please guys, let me in? What happened?!" Ramming the door with your shoulder, the door opens just enough to see a flash of yellow before slamming closed again. "Jolteon! Let me in!"
"I- Nothings wrong! Go back to sleep!" His voice cracks with his lie, alerting you to the fact that there is indeed, something wrong. You plead for him to open the door and he goes silent, but the hushed, nervous whispers and flurries of movement tell you that there's quite a lot of action going down behind the doors.
"Please Jolteon! I'm so worried about you guys, please just let me in!" In that moment, you feel the force behind the door go slack. Maybe it was a momentary lapse in judgement, maybe he was just getting tired of you knocking and begging, maybe it was because he could hear you on the verge of tears, but for a second the weight was off and you were barreling head first into the bedroom. You hear someone, probably Flareon his "You priss!" at the boy who had let you in, but your too preoccupied by the sight in front of you.
Vaporeon has to lunge over and catch you before you fall to the ground as you stare at the spectacle. "How...?" You mutter as you stare directly at Glaceons body. Just his body. Because his head is currently in the wall. You hear muffled cursing as he flails wildly, trying to pull his head out of said obstruction, but he just can't.
"You opened the door?!" You hear his voice distorted by the plaster that surrounds his head. "I'm gonna kill you!" You look around the room and nearly start crying right there when you see all the damage that has been caused by the heated gaming session. There's leaves all over the room, Espeon's bed has been chopped in two, Umbreons bed is on fire for Pete's sake. By the embarrassed and frustrated noises coming from the wall, Glaceon didn't want you to see him like this.
You stop thinking. You take a deep breath, and clear your head of all frustration. You had signed up for this, and this wasn't the worst these boys had done in all the years you'd known them. Just because they caused trouble didn't mean that you didn't love them with every fiber of your being, and you were used to cleaning up their mistakes. Without a word, you step back out and head to the closet, and all the Eveelutions that aren't currently stuck in walls lean their heads out the door to see what you're up to. You pluck a tool case from the closet and walk back in, patting Vaporeon on the shoulder and pointing to the bed on fire. He gets the memo and it's out in seconds.
You head over to your trapped partner and rub a comforting circle on his back. You can feel his tense muscles relax under your touch, and you smile a little at him. "Don't be nervous okay? I'll be careful getting you out." His grunt is sufficient for an agreement and you pluck a hammer and a chisel out of the set. With precision and care, you chop away a few sections of plaster and paint as the rest of your Pokemon look on in guilty silence. Within a few seconds, the guy is pulling his head out, hair disheveled and covered in white flecks of walling, but other than that completely unharmed.
One of them has already brought out the vacuum cleaner, like they know you'll want them to have done and Leafeon is plugging it in sheepishly. After five minutes any traces of razor leaf have disappeared from the bedroom and it's almost normal again. You survey the room one last time and all is quiet. "The hole will be about...." You wince as you calculate the cost in your head. "And the beds that'll be..." Your head swims at the amount of overtime you'll have to work at the PokeCafe to make up for this adventure.
"Sorry." You a light pressure on your hand causes you to peer up at the man in front of you. Sylveon stands there, downcast. Even his ribbons are drooping guiltily. "I got to riled up and threw Glaceon." After that each boy comes up to you, grabs your hand, and apologizes to you like they just killed someone and know they'll never be forgiven. Their shame would be almost funny if you didn't feel so bad that they were so upset. Plus, you could never stay mad at them for long periods of time- they totally had you wrapped around their little fingers.
"Don't be." You reach up and brush the plaster off of Glaceons hair after he apologizes, ruffling it up gently like they do to you sometimes. Lending him a soft smile, you turn to the rest and pat them all lovingly as you pass by. "It's cold outside, huh? Let's go watch a movie in the living room. I think it's a cuddle blanket night." Some of them cheer, some of them begrudgingly stay silent, but none of them complain. They can't complain, really, when you do so much for them without need or want for compensation.
It's Flareon's turn to pick, so he pops in a recently out of theaters comedic action film as you pull out the ridiculously large blanket you call the cuddle blanket. It used to be smaller, when they were regular Eevees. You had used it to to snuggle with all of them when they were small. When they changed, however, you had to travel all over to find a blanket several times the size of a normal one to fit all of you. You plop down next to Jolteon and Leafeon, but Umbreon isn't having it and he lifts you up and puts you on his lap instead. This sparks a whole new round of arguments as the film starts up. "I-It's okay guys! I'm cold anyway!" Which only incites the fight.
In the end, your sitting there on umbreons lap, completely covered by the heads of the rest of the guys, as each and every one snores away. It's a big pig pile of the people you care about the most in this world, and you couldn't be happier sitting here with them. You'd do anything for these guys, you'd cross mountains and oceans for them, so something like today wouldn't stop you from loving them. And you're sure they'd do the same.
As much as they have you wrapped up, you have them even more so.
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The cures of new beginnings (Pokehuman X reader)
FanfictionA curses is spreading across the regions! Although few and far between, Pokémon have started turning into humans! ... but it isn't as bad as it seems.
