raihan, milo, kabu, & leon + their s/o stealing their clothes
anon asked: “idk if this is dumb but that ask u answered abt raihan inspired me!!! can i ask for hcs or maybe lil scenarios of raihan/leon/milo/kabu's teeny tiny s/o stealing their clothes and their s/o is literally drowning in it and they're just wearing it around the house? or maybe their s/o wearing it and mocking them but like for funsies? i thought itd be cute akdkcjfg”
a/n: these types of asks make me lose it !!!! i want to steal all their outfits even if they are ugly asf (looks at leon). anyways !!! enjoy. would luv to do this for more characters if ya.... if ya catch my DRIFT !!! --mod touko
raihan:
his hoodie is so warm you can’t help but always steal it: he jokes about him needing to be safe from the cold because it’s a dragon type’s weakness. he honestly doesn’t mind you stealing his jackets, he thinks you looks SO cute in them. he’d have a second one made just for you if you stole his often enough, he’d even put his cologne on it so it smells like him.
since he’s so TALL his jackets often hang past your hands, the bottom of it falling far below your waist. raihan gushes over you, insisting you take SO many pictures with him. it turns from cute couple selfies to him directing a full on photoshoot with you and him. the pictures are all over his social medias the next day, he’s gotta flex how cute his s/o is to the world!
just as he’s wrapping up his impromptu photoshoot, you decide to mimic his battle pose. it takes him a moment to realize what you’re doing, hands outstretched like claws, a grin that shows your teeth, but when he does he laughs, rotom phone floating around his head as it takes pictures of the sight without prompting. that’s it, you’re too cute, he decides, scooping you up in his arms, placing kisses all over your face. “it looks cute on you, but i think it’d look even better on my floor,” he flirts with a wink.
milo:Â
his outfits are pretty big as he’s a very muscular guy, but he’s quick to let you wear anything of his you ask for. he really is the type of guy who would give you the shirt off his back, and that goes double for his s/o. when he hears you call his gym uniform cute, he’s getting all the extra ones he can find at his gym, getting them in a size that wouldn’t look like it was going to swallow you whole.Â
milo’s coming home from doing a bit of training when he first sees you. you have a net in your hand and are trying to herd some of the wooloo that have escaped their pens. you have his hat on, it falling down into your eyes after almost every step, and even more than that, you’re wearing his gym shirt which almost looks comically big on you with the way it slides off and exposes your shoulder. it’s so adorable seeing you imitate his thick galarian accent, hoping that if you sounded like milo the wooloos would roll more easily back into their pens. it doesn’t seem to be working.
milo swoops in and quickly rounds up the wooloos, his gentle demeanor easily calming the pokemon enough that they’d roll straight on into the gates. you huff, sitting on top of the pasture’s wooden fence, but milo can’t seem to take his eyes off you. “you look as cute as a baby wooloo in that!” he says, a light blush on his cheek and a huge smile on his face. you blush at his honesty, pulling his green scarf you borrowed of his over your face. he gently takes his hat off your head and ruffles your hair, planting a kiss to your cheek. “though... mine is a little big on you, why don’t you wear the ones i bought for you?” his eyes shine with innocence, and it makes you blush even more. “well... because those don’t smell like you!” you say, and milo has to prop himself on the fence to keep from falling over... you are much too cute!
kabu:
have you SEEN his hypebeast cape? it’s so big and comfy and kabu hardly ever wears it so it’s pretty much yours now. kabu is a fire type gym leader, it’s not like he needs it very much anyways. besides, you look so cute in it steam almost comes out of his ears the first time he sees you wear it. kabu.exe has stopped working.
you take it as a bad thing when you see him red-faced. is he angry at you? you pout and stand up, arms outstretched, staring at him with curious eyes making you look even more adorable, kabu has to turn away lest he burn up. “do you not like it on me?” you ask, and he’s quick to compose himself, the tips of his ears still burning red. he shakes his head and assures you it looks so good on you, even better than it looked on him when he was a younger man.Â
deciding to tease him a little bit, you jog up to him, imitating his trot he does into the stadium. he can’t see your legs because of the long cloak, but he knows what you’re doing. putting your hands behind your back, you mimic the stance he does in battle, and he just shakes his head. “kid, your teasing isn’t good for my heart,” he smirks, kissing you on the forehead, “seeing you in that it... well, as long as you only wear it in our house, it’d throw off my concentration anywhere else.” his voice gets low as he sneaks his hands under the coat, eager to find your soft skin underneath.
leon:
his outfits are so ugly and you make sure to remind him every day of this fact by constantly stealing them so he can’t wear them. he’s skeptical at this point of your true intentions, because he always sees you wrapped up in his heavy cape, but you assure him it’s because you’re keeping him from looking stupid (and it’s not because it smells good like him and is like a blanket on you -- definitely not the reason).Â
leon once walked in seeing you in his outfit (his full champion gear -- stupid snapback on and everything), trying to do his charizard pose in front of the mirror in his room. his cape appears to be so heavy, though, your shoulders are slumped over as you struggle to spin around. leon lets out a laugh, alerting you to his presence and you whip around, almost stumbling to the ground as the cape is so damn heavy... why is it so heavy? what is it made of anyways? even leon didn’t seem to know when you asked him.
he quickly walks over to you, taking the cape off your shoulders and throwing it on his bed. admiring you now in the rest of his outfit. it appeared to be a little loose on you, but the outfit was made to be tight on him. and the way the tights looked on your legs... leon wanted to-- “leon... you’re staring.” you mumble, hitting him lightly on the chest. flustered, he can only manage to tease back, “huh, now that i’m looking at it maybe my outfit is a little goofy. somehow you make it look cute, though.”
