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vincentferard · 5 years

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Two Birds (A Guzma X-Reader)

Two birds on a wire

"Look at this cool Wimpod I caught!"

"Wow! That's so cool Guzma! One day I'm gonna catch a pokèmon like that too!"

One tries to fly away

That was back when you were five, still close with your best friend. Back before everything became a dumpster fire. Things were good back then and neither of you had a care in the world.

And the other watches him close from that wire

Then you hit your teens.

"Hey, Guzma!" You stood outside his house, calling up at his window. "You wanna go down to the malasada shop with me?"

There was clicking noise as his window was pushed open, his head full of white fluffy hair poking out. "Hell yeah I do! I'll be right down!"

He says he wants to as well

He went to close his window but stopped and quickly looked behind him.

From where you were standing you could vaguely hear yelling and the sound of something breaking. "Uh, turns out I gotta stay. I'll try to meet up with you later." He quickly slammed the window and left the edge, leaving you standing there confused.

But he is a liar

You stood waiting for about two or three more minutes, faintly hearing sounds from the inside of the house, before deciding to continue on to the malasada shop on your own.

The lights in the shop were dimmed and the clerk's begging to clean up. Panicking, you checked your watch. 4:45, you still had fifteen minutes. After quickly walking inside you apologized profoundly before ordering and paying for your food. The malasadas only took about five minutes and as soon as they were done you left outside to sit on the bench.

I'll believe it all

You ate your malasada as slow as possible, not wanting to leave before Guzma got there. Many people passed, some giving you odd or pitying looks. Why? Because you were alone? You sighed.

Above your head the sky began to darken, small stars beginning to show and glow.

There's nothing I won't understand

As you sat there you looked sadly at the other malasada. You knew it wasn't his fault he wasn't there but it still made you sad. Not for yourself, of course, but for him.

Soon the sky was completely dark and you decided to wait for five more minutes before getting up and leaving.

I'll believe it all

You had just picked up the second malasada and put in your bag when you heard someone behind you.

"(Y/n)!"

You turned around to see Guzma walking down the street, hands shoved deep in his pocket.

"I'm sorry it took so long. Dad finally fell asleep so I was able to come."

I won't let go of your hand

As he got closer you slowly began to notice a dark purple mark on the side of his face. Before he got up to you, you already knew what it was from.

"Did your dad do that?"

He stopped in front of you, frowning. "Do what?"

You nodded lightly towards the mark on his face. "That."

Two birds on a wire

His hand instantly moved up to his cheek, his expression darkening. "It's nothin'."

"Guzma-"

"It's nothin'!" He moved his eyes to the ground, gently sitting down on the bench. "I promise."

You silently sat down next to him, wordlessly handing him his malasada.

"Thanks…"

One says c'mon and the other says "I'm tired"

You continued to sit in silence for a while, the pikipek the only noticeable sound other than the malasada wrapper.

"I'm sorry."

You looked up at the fluffy white haired boy, tilting your head in confusion. "Why?"

"For snappin' at you earlier." He crinkled up his wrapper and tossed it into a nearby garbage. "I shouldn't have snapped…"

The sky is overcast and I'm sorry

You simply smiled softly. "It's fine. There's nothing you could do that'd make me angry." You paused, your eyebrows wrinkling in concern. "Why don't you tell someone?"

He didn't answer your question, simply gave a heavy shrug of his shoulders and leaned over so that he was leaning against you. His scent and warmth overflowed your scenes, completely blocking out your thoughts. If possible you would've stayed like that forever.

One more or one less

But nothing lasts forever.

Three years later yours were officially eighteen, ready to move out on your own. The situation with Guzma and his dad had only worsened along with his relationship with you. Everytime you would offer help he would get upset and you wouldn't talk for a couple of days. Soon after he turned eighteen he moved out with his partner pokèmon. You had tried to offer him a place to stay but…

Nobody's worried

"I don't need you takin' pity on me!"

"I'm not pitying you!" Tears welled up in your eyes and you gently grabbed onto the corner of his hoodie. "I just want to help you!"

"I don't need your fuckin' help!" He raised his hand on instinct to seemingly hit you but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw your reaction.

I'll believe it all

Instantly a deep fear began to fill his features and he pulled his hand close to his chest. He continued to stare at you, fear and regret evident in his expression, before mumbling apology after apology and walking away.

Five years passed and you hadn't heard or seen anything of him. There were rumors going around that he was the leader of the new gang on the islands, team skull.

There's nothing I won't understand

You weren't sure if you believed it or not but it didn't seem unlikely. On top of that, you missed him and it was the only lead you had. Their base was in a small abandoned town called Po Town.

Naturally, you snuck in.

I'll believe it all

Getting into the town itself wasn't a problem as the gate was wide open. Once you got in, however, it was like a minefield. Grunts were around every corner, patrolling for any possible intruders. In order to not get caught you had to scale multiple walls and sneak through many broken down houses. Finally, after about an hour, you reached the center of the town where a large mansion laid. You could only assume that was their base.

I won't let go of your hand

Sucking in a deep breath you snuck around the two grunts outside and walked through the doors...straight into two female grunts.

"Woa, like, who are you?" One of the grunts tilted her head curiously.

"Yeah, dude." The other grunt joined in. "What are you doing here?"

Fear shot through your entire body. "I...uh, I-"

Two birds of a feather

"Speak up girlie, if you don't tell us why you're here we'll have to kick you out."

You didn't want to get kicked out. You had to tell them. And yet...if you told them they'd most likely just kick you out anyway.

"I want to talk-" need "I need to talk to Guzma." Tears began to well up in your eyes and before you knew it, you were crying. "We used to be best friends since childhood and now I haven't seen him in five years and I miss him so much and-"

Say that they're always gonna stay together

"Woa, dude, chill." One of the grunts held up her hand in a 'pause' gesture.

"Yeah, girl, it's okay." The other grunt gently patted you on the back. "We can tell you where to find him and let the other grunts know to leave you alone. Just stop crying, yeah?"

You nodded your head, slowly wiping your eyes. "Yeah."

But one's never going to let go of that wire

"Great." The second grunt gestured to the first grunt. "Betty here will go let the other grunts know and I'll tell you where his room is."

You nodded again and listened carefully as the grunt explained the layout of the mansion. You had only needed to know where his room was but the extra information helped.

Top floor of the mansion, very back room.

He says that he will

You slowly and cautiously made your way through the halls and up the stairs, finally making your way to his room. To avoid being rude you knocked on the door loudly. No response. Turning the handle, you swung the door open wide.

Guzma, who was sitting on a throne like chair, instantly sat up the irritation clear on his face. "God dammit Jerry! I told you to leave me the fuck a-"

But he's just a liar

He stopped as he saw you in the doorway, his face falling. "(Y/N)?"

"Hi…"

"What- '' Why are you here?" He frowned worriedly.

Two birds on a wire

You looked down at the ground, your face tinting. "Because I missed you."

"You...missed me?" He spoke slowly, the look on his face making it seem like he couldn't comprehend you missing him.

Upon the look on his face you felt a pang go through your heart. Of course you missed him, it had been five years. Did...he not miss you?

One tries to fly away and the other

"Yeah, I missed you. I don't know if you feel the same but I-"

"'Course I missed you!" His face held nothing but hurt and irritation. "I just…"

He sighed hesitantly pulling you into a hug. "I don't want to hurt you." His voice was barely above a whisper.

Watches him close from that wire

You blinked slowly before hugging him back. Was that why he had cut contact with you?

"You're not going to hurt me."

He grabbed onto your shirt for comfort, his breathing disorganized. You could feel his hands shaking."I don't want to be like my dad."

He says he wants to as well, but he is a liar

"You're not like your dad."

"How do you know?"

You smiled softly. "Because you're not bad. People who are bad aren't capable of guilt and don't worry about changing."

Two birds on a wire

He was quiet for a minute before burying his head into your shoulder. "I'm sorry...for everything."

As you stood there his scent and warmth washed over you, blocking out your thoughts like eight years ago.

"You don't need to be."

One tries to fly away and the other

The door behind you both suddenly creaked open, a blue haired grunt anxiously shuffling in. "Boss, I know you said to leave you alone but…" he trailed off as he noticed the two of you in the room. "Uh... I'll come back later, man."

"..."

"...who was that?"

"Jerry."

Two birds on a wire

((//AN: this story is very low key based off this comic: https://real-faker.tumblr.com/post/158064613874/i-uh-have-some-headcanons

And this song: https://youtu.be/Bb3_oDWiD_w \\))

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