if i can help!

“oh, that’s good then,’ he comments, peering over his glasses at the teary-eyed grass pokémon in his sister’s arms. he wasn’t overly concerned though, having seen the bonsly in various states likes this since jiwon had gotten it. he’s glad he had stopped crying before they arrived though, if only because he doesn’t know how to deal with baby and crying pokémon. he might wear a lab jacket, but it was one for research and not one for healing. thankfully. 

nodding at her offer, he allows his ditto to slide over to his sister, watching as it flattened itself on the bench next to her. it’s something that it does a lot, knowing it would get a giggle out of her for certain. he sighs though – he’s not any closer to figuring out his ditto’s evolutionary secrets today than he was when he first started on this project. it’s a bit discouraging, but he knows he can power through. he’ll hit a breakthrough soon, he’s sure of it. 

“oh, did you make lunch?” he asks, and his interest is genuinely peaked now. “or did you buy it?” his voice has picked up a somewhat teasing tone, knowing that neither of them are the greatest cooks in the world, considering how they were raised. 

she bounces bonsly in her hold a little, the baby pokemon making a few sniffle noises but otherwise staying calm which makes her happy. she hates when bonsly cries, it always breaks her heart. though the pain she felt was pushed away as she watched her brothers ditto come close and waits for what was sure to come.

giggles erupt from her as she watches ditto pancake, and she moves quickly to deposit her baby pokemon into her brothers arms so she could go coo over ditto. “hi ditto~ has jiho oppa been yelling at you much today? one day im going to get you headphones so you can’t hear him.” she says before more giggles leave her, lightly poking the purple pokemon. forever amused over confusing pokemon, as well as its relationship with her brother. 

     he usually closes the door to his office when he’s actually working on things, and it’s fairly rare that people come knocking at his door when it is closed. it isn’t closed very often, after all. the moments when his door is closed are usually some of the quietest moments he gets in his life, so naturally, it startles the life out of him when his door bangs open unceremoniously and a wailing greets him as soon as the seal is breached.

     "arceus!“ he swears in surprise and his eyes are wide as he blinks at the girl standing in his doorway. standing up to make his way to her, he sighs. "jiwonnie, what are you doing here? and how many times do i have to tell you, on campus, it’s ssaem – you can’t just call me oppa in front of everyone, goodness,” he scolds gently even as he holds out his arms for the bonsly. 

     "close the door, will you? and why is this little one crying now?“ he asks in puzzlement, blinking at the baby pokemon.

she barely reacts to his scolding a it’s something she is rather use to at this point and normally she’s good at not calling him with that title when on campus but in moments like this she forgets, and the familiar way of calling him slips out. she’d apologize later but right now she really wanted her poor bonsly to stop crying. 

“i-i don’t know what’s wrong, he just won’t stop crying.” she says as she hands over the crying pokemon to jiseok before turning to close the door. her hands wringing together in front of her once she was facing jiseok again, worry clear in her voice and expression. even in jiseoks hold the bonsly did not stop it’s wailing, there was a pause as if bonsly was just realizing he was being held by someone else but then the wailing started up again. 

     “ Don’t worry, Shiyu ! We won’t get lost. “ The little shinx eyed him, picking up her pace to keep stride with the ranger in training. “ We’ll just, you know, retrace our steps. We’re good at that. “ They weren’t, and maybe it was a good thing Shiyu couldn’t call him out on it; the sass carried in the shinx would only grow worse. Now, while touring the campus wasn’t exactly against the rules, Sunjin had an absolutely awful sense of direction. It didn’t take much for him to lose his way. You could put a lighted sign, arrows and all, to his destination and he would still miss it. No wonder Shiyu seemed reluctant and it didn’t help that his flying companion had stayed behind in their dorm.

     As Sunjin approached a turn, his attention focused on Shiyu’s struggling to keep up. Her little legs were losing steam quickly. “ Backpack time already ? Hold on, lets get out of foot traffic first. “ Sunjin rounded the corner, face smacking unexpectedly into a surface. He stumbled back in surprise, brain taking a moment to process the soft ‘oh no!’ before his hand shot up to save the precariously balancing tower. Oops ... “ Sorry ! “

she hears a familiar voice as someone catches the other side of the boxes, and her head peeks around best she can to see her best friend on the other side. a bright smile forming across the girls lips. “sunjin oppa!” she greets cheerfully, obviously very happy to see him despite her poor arms getting tired from holding these boxes and she should be on her way. “and little shiyu too~ i’m happy to see you both!” 

     “i’m sorry!” he says insistently, tugging ignis back towards him. she doesn’t need to be let free to perhaps burn more pokemon, and while the litwick is clumsy, she’s never managed to do something like this before. “ignis is really clumsy and i feel bad if i force her to stay in her ball all the time. she’s never done something like this before!” his voice is frantic and he’s obviously very concerned for the poor little pokemon who had been ignis’ unfortunate victim. 

     “is your bonsly okay?” he asks and his expression is genuinely apologetic, ignis looking equally as apologetic next to him. the candle pokemon waves her stubby arms around as though saying sorry, speaking in its own language to the bonsly and he sighs. “i’d offer a burn heal, but i see you already have one…” he groans a bit. “damnit ignis, you have to be more careful!” he scolds his litwick, not harshly but sternly, and she hangs her head with a small pout.

she ignores the trainer who’s pokemon had injured her precious baby, focusing instead on making sure the burn heals correctly. despite the attention and care given to the baby pokemon though, he continues to cry and cry and jiwon feels her own eyes grow a bit heavy but she refuses to let any tears fall. cradling the baby in her arms and rocking him for a moment before her eyes finally snap up to the trainer. 

[ starter for @vcjiwon ]

     now, it’s a rather well-known fact that kang hyunjin can be a little bit on the clumsy side. unfortunately for him, ignis seemed to have inherited that knack from him. for that very reason, the little yelp doesn’t surprise him, turning back to see that his litwick had indeed sprawled onto the floor, her flame flickering wildly. the little candle is already in the process of hoisting herself to her feet when hyunjin notices that this incident has not been isolated. 

     a panicked cry escapes his lips as he realizes that ignis had managed to set another pokemon on fire – what the fuck – and more panic rushes through him because he has no pokemon that can put out a fire. luckily, the fire dies out before it can really get going. it does leave behind a nasty looking burn, and he winces, glancing up at the owner. “i’m so, so sorry, ignis is really clumsy, oh god – is… is your pokemon alright?”

the accident happens so fast that jiwon was unable to properly react. one moment shes having lunch on a picnic blanket with her precious pokemon and the next... chaos. she missed fire pokemon tripping, but bonslys shriek followed by his loud wailing cry, she did not miss. her head snapping away from where she was paying attention to roserade and landing on the baby pokemon which bared quiet a bad burn. 

a starter for @vcjiwon !

it had been a bit busy during the lunch hour, and daehyun suppresses a soft little yawn once the rush is over. combee coffee in tajiri town is fairly consistent, and while it’s not quite as busy as the location in celebi centre, he likes the surges of customers coupled with break times much better. 

“nunaaaaa.” he whines, turning to his fellow barista, pouting at her cutely. “i’m sleeeeepy.” he huffs softly, tidying up the espresso bar where it’d become a bit messy from their lunch rush. he loves working with jiwon at combee coffee and he loves his job, but honestly, he’s so sleepy today he can hardly bear it. a sleepy daehyun equates a pouty daehyun who rather wants cuddles. unfortunately, that’s not an option at the moment. of course, an important question to be considered in that moment is why, exactly, is he so sleepy?

the rush ends and jiwon was finally able to relax again. her cheeks hurt a bit from how much she had been smiling--not that it was different from every day as she has always been someone who smiles a lot, but there’s something different when its for work instead of just being herself. before she could go slump against the wall or find something to clean to kill time, her coworker gets her attention. the sound of nuna making her head whip around. 

his day starts as it usually does, considering that his schedule doesn’t usually waver unless he has to work. he does today, but he has the later afternoon shift which usually means more customers so he doesn’t mind too much. “jiwonnie,” he greets, a hint of a smile on his lips. it’s no secret that his sister is one of the only people he really tolerates most days, and that would probably never change if he’s honest. they grew up together, and spent most of their lives together so it’s not anything weird. 

“is bonsly okay?” he asks after a moment, watching as ditto waves one of its arms at his sister and he shakes his head slightly in amusement, reaching out to gently pat the shape-shifting pokémon on the head. he feels a bit bad that a lot of his frustration is taken out on the purple pokémon, but it never seems to really mind. “he looks uh … sad.” 

he raises an eyebrow, picking up ditto and just hugging the pokémon against his chest quietly. he doesn’t have much to say, knowing that his sister was probably here just to eat with him or something. 

her smile grows when ditto waves at her, having always been greatly amused over the purple pokemon. crossing over to set the lunch box down so that she could gently pat the pokemon on the head. her brother points out the current upsetting state of her baby, which draws a pout to her lips, both hands moving to hold the pokemon.

“we had a bit of an accident this morning, someone bumped into me and bonsly had a bit of a tumble. he wasn’t hurt, but i think it scared him a lot! i just got him to stop crying before getting here.” she was pouting as she gazed at the baby, gently running a hand along the pokemons side as it sniffled at her. she was half worried the pokemon would start crying again once closer to jiho--either because he wanted more attention, or because he worried that jiwon would hand him off to jiho. 

q: describe the four seasons with flowers

bonus: eunchae flower