WhiteRabbit

this was perfectly understandable, I’ve thought abt it tbh… hope you like it!!

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This man is very obvious that he’s possessive over you

Not as in controlling or anything, he just doesn’t like when someone edges too close to you or is taking too much of you away from him

But a simple flash of fangs usually sends the threat running

Not many people try to get too close to you anyways, they all know Raihan’s protective of his treasures

You being one of them

Of course, he also checks in on you as much as possible, as he always wants to be confident that you’re okay and that no one is trying to hurt you

Now, if someone dares to edge too close to you, and doesn’t take a hint from the fangs, Raihan might get a bit scary

A certain presence takes over him, and he’ll try to talk to the person rationally first, but if that doesn’t work, let’s just say the person gets to see a bit of his feral side

But Raihan just loves you with all of his big dragon heart and just wants you to be comfortable and safe!!

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Leon - Almost killed by Eternatus

Me - Adds to party like an absolute jerk

Me - It’s a game, it’s not like he can notice. I have no reason to feel bad about this

Leon - Wooooooooooooow what a dick

ii.

• Raihan is incredibly overprotective of (Y/N).

• So much so that someone would have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not see the idiosyncrasies of his protection of you.

• An arm tightly coiled around your waist when you’re out in public.

• Blocking the paparazzi when their overzealous nature threatens to overwhelm (Y/N)’s exhausted, battle-drained body.

• Tugging you into his lap whenever he notices someone leering or smirking at you, a sinister, quiet snarl escaping his lips when he bares his fangs at them over your shoulder (he’d die before scaring or hurting you), a triumphant grin taking-up his face when the bastards lose all color in their faces and bolt out of the pub.

• (Y/N) isn’t an idiot, noticing his protective (possessive) nature rather early-on, right when a group of fans rushed to your side, asking you for pictures, autographs and handshakes — only for a pair of long, lean arms to tether around your waist and Hammerlocke’s Gym Leader resting his chin atop your head, asking if you’re all right, reminding you about “League Business” that has to be taken care of sooner than later.

* (P.S. - this is Raihan’s absolute favorite thing to do in the world, because not only is your height difference an insane aphrodisiac for him, but when [Y/N] in his arms, all is right in the world because you’re with him, he’s with you and life can’t get any better when you tangle your fingers and squeeze his hand sweetly.)

• “Raihan, can I ask you something?” You ask one night, splayed across the couch with your head in his lap, where he’s tracing your magnificent features with light fingers.

• “Of course, love,” Raihan smiles, a canine peaking out and gleaming in the light of his (‘your’, he reminds you sweetly) living room.

• The pet names aren’t new by any means - Raihan’s been doting over you since your arrival in Hammerlocke, months before Raihan was able to muster-up the courage to ask you for something more than friendship or friends with benefits - but that doesn’t mean (Y/N) is 100% unaffected by them a whole year later.

• When your cheeks flush crimson, Raihan’s smile is nothing but sincere and adoring, chapped lips kissing blushing skin.

• “How come you’re so protective of me? Don’t get me wrong, I‘m the furthest from complaining, but I... I don’t know what’s so special about me that you’d go out of your way to make sure I’m okay.”

• Raihan blinks, puzzled, like the answer is right in front of (Y/N)’s face but you just can’t see it.

• The confusion melts into adoration when Raihan threads his long, elegant fingers through your soft hair, the strands smoother and richer than silk.

• “Darling, don’t you know?”

• His confusion becomes yours as you stare up at him, fighting the urge to purr like a Liepard from his touch, brow pinched in thoughtful confusion.

• Leaning down, Raihan cups the left side of your face in his calloused hand, leaves a trail of searing kisses down the right side of your face from your temple to your cheek to your jawline to your throat, only to circle back and take your earlobe between his teeth, nibbling and licking at the tender flesh.

• Gods, the noises (Y/N) makes must be illegal in five different regions... There isn’t a doubt in Raihan’s mind that you‘d render the strongest of men or women weak in the knees by the delicious sounds you make.

• Not that anyone else would get to hear said noises themselves.

• No. Everything that you have to offer is his and his alone.

• His goal in life used to be defeating Leon and, not only becoming Champion, but beating his rival of fifteen years.

• But since (Y/N) walked into his life...

• Everything else pales in comparison to the radiance of your beauty, the melodic chime of your laugh, the perfection of your smile.

I sure could! 

I feel like Raihan wouldn’t be the type to fall in love easily 

but if he does end up having feelings for someone, he falls h a r d

so fast forward when he met you, something about you just caught his eye

and he started paying more and more attention to the little things you did

like the way you smiled or the way your eyes lit up whenever you were talking about something you love

you would catch him just starring at you but the moment you he noticed you starring back he would just blush and try to act cool about it

he would get super protective of you 

and by protective I mean protective of everything 

like you would trip over a chair or you nearly walked into the door because you were starring at your phone 

and bet he would try to move that chair or open the door before you even reached it 

if he doesn’t manage to do it he would be running to you asking if you’re okay or if you need something 

even if you say no he will still ask you if he can help you somehow 

you literally can’t convince him that it’s not that big of a deal

will probably give you of his pokemon 

“Don’t you need your Flygon though?”

“It’ll keep you safe” 

he would definitely flirt with you lowkey

but sometimes it would be pretty obvious 

takes pictures of you

sometimes you wouldn’t even notice until he has like 10 pictures of you

would post love quotes on his social media

which got your curiosity but you didn’t consider it’s actually about you

he would drop “jokes” about loving you

it was actually to see your reaction 

he would take his time planning his actual confession 

he just wants it to be perfect

would definitely do something super extra 

like making you go through a bunch of places with clues 

he just really wants you to know just how much he has fallen for you 

and the moment you say you feel the same way 

oh lord this boy will be picking you up planting kisses all over your face 

this is literally so !!cute!! you’re great at requesting 🥺 also I decided to merge those two requests since they’re similar. 

okay Raihan is really tall

like extremely tall

and on the other hand you were quite short

this big height difference made you a pretty cute couple overall 

there is constant teasing

he would constantly put things on the high shelves 

just so you can ask him to get it for you

he l o v e s the fact he can just hug you from the behind and rest his chin on top of your head

you would literally struggle to steal kisses

like he would just bend down and give you a quick kiss

while you literally have to wait for him to sit down so you can do it

he would pick you up randomly

which usually caught you off guard

and of course he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to make a whole photoshoot of the moment

he just loves to see your smile

Hope you like it!

You and Raihan knew each other ever since you were really young

Back when the both of you lived in Hammerlocke you were extremely close

You would constantly have sleepovers, go in the wild to catch Pokémon witch always got you two in trouble since your parents would be really worried

When you were 10, right before starting the gym challenge, you had to move away to another region

So the two of you slowly touch

Well fast forward 10 years later

You decided to go back to Galar

And of course Hammerlocke

Once you walked in the city all the memories you had there came in flowing through your mind

Of course you decided to pay Raihan a visit before you go to the hotel and book a room to stay in

The moment you walked in the stadium and Raihan noticed you

He was so excited that he ran across the room just to hug you and spin you around

You two just stood there for a while

Eventually you had to push him away slightly since it didn’t look like he will let go anytime soon

“When did you come back to Galar?”

“Well, I just arrived actually. I just wanted to see you before I actually find a place to stay the night”

“Wait, you don’t have a place to stay? I have an idea, why don’t you stay over at my place”

“No Rai, it’s okay. I’ll just go to a hotel”

He did not accept that as an answer though so in the end you agreed to spend the night at his place

Once you arrived at his place, you instantly put your things on the couch

“I’ll be taking the couch, Rai”

“No way you’re sleeping on that uncomfortable thing! You can sleep in my room, I’ll sleep here”

“No no no. You already won the argument about me staying here, I’m not giving up this time”

As you two were arguing, Duraludon got out of it’s pokeball and laid on the couch

Both of you tried to get it off the couch with treats and whatnot

Nothing worked

“Well..Y/n, I guess the couch is taken soo…”

Needless to say you both ended up sleeping in Raihan’s bed

It was probably around 3am and you were just drifting off to sleep

When you heard Raihan quietly whisper

“I love you”

Shocked, you turned around to see if he was talking in his sleep

Well, he was not

“I love you too” you whispered softly

Leon

-So once Eternatus is defeated and captured you faint -Leon is celebrating, pulling Hop into a hug and holding him close -And the moment Leon puts his eyes on your body, it is as if though his entire world just stops -No -He immediately runs to you and scoops you up into his arms, telling you to please, please just wake up -His thoughts are running, sprinting, non-stopping, trying to find a sliver of sense in the chaos of panic to help you -He hears Hop yelling at him as Leon runs out of the building with you -All he wants is for you to wake up, and for someone to help you -Leon runs into the pokemon center, yelling for someone to help you -They take you from him, and he tries to follow you -But they do not let him -Leon tries to push his way through because all he wants is for you to be okay -He takes his seat on a bench in the center and puts his head in his hands, rocking back and forth -Hop arrives and just observes the worried champion, placing his hand on his brother’s back, wordlessly giving his support -Please just be okay -Please -Once the healers are able to confirm that you are stable, he wastes no time taking a seat next to you and taking your hand -Where was that battle aura he always sees wrapped around you? -Here he did not have the ability to see it -They told him you will be okay, but the battle with the pokemon had just taken too much from you -He stays there for hours before you are able to open your eyes -The moment he is able to see the bright color of your eyes, it seems as if a giant sigh has enveloped his entire being -You are okay -He takes the hand he has been holding and brings it onto his lips -He does not say anything but you can see in his misty eyes the complete relief he is currently experiencing -Leon doesn’t realize he was crying until you bring your other hand and wipe away the tears from his face “-I’m okay,” You whisper.

ooh yes!

domestic fluff with raihan

you’ll wake up with him cuddled into your chest

VERY messy hair

he’s a bit of a slow riser so he’ll whisper (romantic) nonsense to you

he will not remember it

he’s actually really good at cooking

will absolutely take selfies of you and him at random times

“babe can i post this”

he’s the big spoon, but he doesn’t mind being the small spoon

he’s very tall though… so much leg

you have to untangle himself from his limbs tbh

even if you’re married, it’ll still be kinda like the honeymoon phase

he loves loves peaceful dates

go walking by a lake with him and splash him

ooh there are tickle fights

Thank you for being my first request! This was fun to write and I may make a full on one-shot for this idea in the near future. Hope you enjoy!

Raihan with a pastel colored crush!

You were quite the talk within the gym challenge.

You stood out quite a bit due to your charming personality and rather cheery attitude. Your ‘colour palette’, so to speak, also made you easy to pick out.

Very easy to pick out.

We’re talking about full-on pastel colours; peach, pink, aqua, lavender, you name it! Not to mention your adorable baby pink locks!

You had become quite the hot topic amongst the gym leaders as you were the very definition of the phrase 'don’t judge a book by its cover’.

Every time you stood on the pitch with your unevolved pokémon such as Yamper, Ponyta and Scorbunny, gym leaders automatically thought that you would be one of the easiest gym challengers to defeat.

Also, your demeanour screamed innocence, so there was no way you could be that strong, right?

Lol, yes you were.

Needless to say, you had completely floored the gym leaders.

The only gym leader who was skeptical about you was Raihan.

This man was aggressive in battle. He was tough and confident.

Merely being in his presence, anyone could sense his strength radiating off of him.

Raihan thought you were cute, definitely. Any idiot with functional eyes could see that you were cute.

But he just didn’t get it, per se.

Raihan was used to strong people, well, actually looking strong. So he just couldn’t see how in the world someone like you could be seen as strong.

Hell, even Leon hyped you up.

His confusion only grew when he actually met you in person for the first time.

You were all smiles and giggles, practically bouncing all over the place.

“Raihan! It’s so nice to meet you! I swear, I’m right about to die in anticipation. I can’t wait to battle you!” You said while taking both of his hands in yours, bouncing in place.

At that moment, Raihan’s brain stopped functioning. He couldn’t help the wide smile that found its way onto his features.

You just had such a dorky and happy energy around you. Your cheerfulness was beyond contagious.

What was confusing to him, was that Raihan had always been attracted to tough-looking women.

You know; the tomboys, the ones who were more mysterious or sarcastic. The ones who looked like they could dish out some good damage.

Yet here he was, feeling his heart skip a few beats when he felt your soft hands on his.

You, who looked like someone had mashed a bunch of different flavoured pieces of bubblegum together.

Bubblegum would totally be his choice for a cheesy pet name for you.

He was actually pretty excited about his battle with you.

At that point, he couldn’t deny your charm, but he still remained skeptical of your power.

The day that you faced off against one another in his stadium, he felt like he had been slammed into a wall.

During your battle, you were still extremely cheerful and excitable.

If sparkles were a weather effect, your mere presence would have overwritten his sandstorm.

You had called out your Ponyta, and your big, threatening Dragapult for the battle.

Needless to say, Raihan was floored at the sight of your Dragon-type. Your looks didn’t exactly scream 'hey, I’ve got a super badass Ghost/Dragon-type on my team’.

Also, the fact that your Dragapult was proudly sporting a pink bowtie was beyond glorious.

Raihan was even more gobsmacked when you had, almost effortlessly, wiped the floor with his team.

You had walked to him to claim your badge, laughing at his shocked expression.

“Are you still alive in there?” You said, waving your hand near his face (to the best of your abilities since this man is a giant).

Raihan blinked, still in disbelief before running his hand through his hair with a loud laugh.

“Man. I didn’t see that one coming. I guess you really did live up to all the hype, sweetheart,” he said with a smirk.

You were smiling brightly, happy that Raihan acknowledged your strength. It was always satisfying to you whenever a gym leader realized that you were no pushover.

You had noticed how Raihan held onto your hand a little longer than necessary when he gave you your badge.

You couldn’t help the little blush and giggles when he did so, especially when his smirk grew.

Raihan knew, that you had managed to wedge yourself into his heart.

And the man was determined to win you over.

After the battle, Raihan had caught up to you in Hammerlocke.

He had slipped something in your hand and gave you a playful wink before heading back to his stadium, as he had another challenger to battle.

It was Raihan’s rare league card. You smiled and blushed as you turned it over.

i.

• Raihan - is a blushing mess.

• When (Y/N) first arrives in Galar, your first city being that of Hammerlocke, Raihan face-plants into the hard, unforgiving cobblestone streets because he’s never seen someone so gorgeous, he didn’t know people could be that beautiful, brain.exe has stopped working, please shut down and restart—

• You run over to help him, checking his hands and knees for scrapes or bleeding, asking if he needs to go to a Pokémon Center to get checked out.

• He didn’t realize his nose started bleeding until you point it out, fishing a pristine handkerchief from your plaid button-up’s pocket, tenderly cleaning his nose.

• When your fingers brush against his lips, the blood in his body rushing north and south because your touch has his nerve endings lighting-up like The Fourth of July.

• Raihan is seconds away from succumbing to cardiac arrest from the proximity of you.

• (Y/N) stays with him in the P.C. while Nurse Joy resets his nose - Chansey’s Healing Aura helps a bit with the pain, but then you slide your hand into his, lacing your fingers together, murmuring quietly, “Squeeze if it hurts, yeah?”

• Raihan can’t remember why he’s here in the first place, hasn’t any concept of what pain is, not when this sweet, glorious, ravishing stranger’s touch has him on Cloud 9.

- (As if reading his thoughts - not so much the ‘glorious, ravishing’ half, more along the lines of the ‘sweet stranger’ bit - you smile and give him your name.

- There isn’t a single badge that Raihan’s earned or battle that Raihan’s won that’s as satisfying as earning the right to have your name.

- Luckily, he didn’t suffer any brain damage because instead of verbalizing that last thought, he cradles your hand in his, smiling reverently, lightly squeezing your fingers as he tests your name on his tongue.

- Gods, nothing has ever tasted this delicious.

- Oh. Shite. That’s right. Raihan has a name, too. That’d be inexplicably rude not to reciprocate. Well, except - the second you say his name, there’s a high chance of Raihan succumbing you cardiac arrest. Absolutely worth it.)

• Raihan’s temperature rises, his heart racing a thousand miles a minute, incredibly glad that Nurse Joy had taken his pulse and blood pressure when you walked-in with him because the electronics would be going haywire right now.

• He bites his lip to stop himself from doing something ridiculous and profess his undying love for you or kiss your plush lips (that he can’t stop glancing at, would be staring unabashedly and claiming for himself, but he isn’t ruining this potential relationship before it starts by being a creep.)

• When all is said and done, Raihan insists on taking (Y/N) out, showing them the tourist hotspots and the hidden gems that only people who’ve been born and raised in Hammerlocke know about.

• Your laugh becomes Raihan’s favorite sound in the multiverse in a matter of minutes and he takes a silent vow to get (Y/N) to smile and laugh as much as possible.

• Walking around the gargantuan city is something Raihan rarely consciously thought about (having lived here for years), but right now, he’s soaking up every last second of the night, engaged in conversation with you, this stunning person who he’s dying to know everything about.

• When the night ends and (Y/N) covers the tab for dinner, handing the waitress your credit card before Raihan can so much as reach for his wallet, giving your starstruck server an easy smile and playful wink.

• Leaving Raihan equal-parts upset and jealous.

• Upset because he’s the person who invited you to the restaurant, he’s the one who wanted you to have an incredible night, he’s the one who‘d do anything and everything to make you happy.

• Jealous because he’d sell his soul to be on the receiving end of those anything but platonic idiosyncrasies.

• Only, (Y/N) says that he can catch the bill for the next date with a radiant, brilliant smile.

• Raihan’s heart skips three, four, five beats as he stammers, blushes and nods eagerly.

• Raihan loosely coils an arm around (Y/N)’s waist, hand gingerly resting on the small of your back when you leave the restaurant together, only for his arm to drop to his side when the crisp air hits.

• Namely, hits (Y/N) - if your shivering is anything to go by.

• Without a second’s hesitation, Raihan’s zipping out of his hoodie, ignoring your assurance that you’re fine, that the restaurant’s heat and the wind’s chill will balance-out, but he’s draping the warm, soft material over (Y/N)’s shoulders and zipping it up 3/4 of the way, grinning triumphantly when your argument withers on your tongue.

• Only for Raihan‘s nose to start bleeding again when the image of you wearing his clothes registers in his skull, the sweater swallowing you whole, the hem of his hoodie reaching your knees, like royalty wearing their king’s cape—

• He is t h i s close to one of two things - 1.) Ravishing you, here and now, in the plaza with neon signs lighting up every square inch of space and dozens of people to bear witness or 2.) Passing out from the blood loss because no one has the right to look that g o r g e o u s and a d o r a b l e simultaneously, (Y/N) really is a g o d —

• When you’re outside of the hotel, (Y/N) thanks Raihan for the extraordinary day, for going out of his way to show you around.

• The breathtaking smile you give him leaves Raihan speechless for a few seconds, until he’s clearing his throat, crimson heavy in his cheeks, and assures you that it wasn’t any trouble, it was the polar opposite of trouble - it was his pleasure.

• (Y/N) reaches for the zipper of his hoodie, but he rests his hand over yours, says that you can keep it until the next date, a sharp-toothed grin tearing at his lips.

* (Internally, his stomach is in knots, filled with hope but tinged with the fear of rejection.)

• That fear disintegrates when (Y/N)’s eyes gleam magnificently in the moonlight, matching his grin with a w i c k e d smile that leaves him weak in the knees.

• You weave your fingers through his, rest your woven hands against his chest, and kiss his cheek sweetly (and delicately kiss the bandage over his nose, of course.)

• Raihan walks back to his house in a dazed, exuberant state.

• He oughta break his nose more often.

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B o n u s L e v e l !

• When he’s back at his house, texting Leon each and every last detail about his day, sheepishly and hastily apologizing to his Pokémon for their late dinner, his best friend is quiet for a minute - something inherently strange because the only person more talkative than Raihan is Leon - before asking Raihan to turn on the television and flip to the news.

• Furrowed brows and a frown folding the corners of his mouth at Leon’s serious tone, Raihan obeys his instructions.

• Neither of them are fond of politics - they set-off on their journey to catch Pokémon and battle the strongest of trainers, not sit around a table and talk about logistics or fiscal situations - but in their positions, they do what they have to, as long as Galar and her people are thriving.

• Only, they aren’t talking about any of that. News crews, headlines, reporters, trainers and people alike are scrambling all over Galar because The Champion of Kanto a n d Johto is in the region.

• Raihan can’t believe his eyes, words failing him as his imagination runs wild, picturing battling someone t h a t strong - the person who’d single-handedly taken care of Team Rocket years ago, ending Pokémon trafficking and smuggling by defeating none-other than Don Giovanni himself.

• As if that isn’t enough for trainer of the century, said person traversed Kanto and Johto, defeating sixteen Gym Leaders and two Champions.

• Raihan’s excitement knows no bounds, like a child before Christmas, thinking about how he’s more than willing to leave his gym in the capable hands of his trainers to look for this Champion, grinning to himself when he realizes that this can be an adventure with (Y/N), that they could travel Galar together, taking the region by storm.

• He’s about to ask Leon if he can give him a ring in a few minutes, that his fingers are itching to text you, to not only journey together but to get to know you, your battle style, your Pokémon.

• His Rotom Phone would’ve crashed to the floor and shattered into pieces had there not been a Pokémon inside (Arceus knows how many phones he would’ve destroyed if they couldn’t float and move around by themselves) because it slips out of his fingers when The Champion’s name is displayed on-screen.

• Right beneath a picture of (Y/N).

• There aren’t any photo-shoots, candids or social media accounts for you - you’re remarkably private and not particularly keen about having your face plastered everywhere, which simply adds fuel to the tantalizing fire for the public because people want a face to go with the name.

• That face just happens to be yours.

• Leon’s voice barks at him, Rotom flashing a light in his eyes (similar to Nurse Joy earlier at the Pokémon Center), his Pokémon give him strange looks, and Raihan nose starts bleeding but d e f i n i t e l y not because he broke it earlier.

• He walked through Hammerlocke for a w h o l e day with The Champion of not one, but t w o regions.

• He had dinner with the person who stopped Team Rocket, the organization that ruled The Underworld, and defeated Don Giovanni in battle.

• He was kissed by the person, the legend, the myth that every region revered.

• But more importantly...

• He scraped his hands and knees falling for (Y/N) before he’d known your name or title.

• His Rotom Phone chirps with a new message - you’ve texted him back, saying you’d love to have breakfast with him tomorrow morning.

• The giddy smile taking up his face is so large that it aches, but it’s not going anywhere, anytime soon.

ii.

• Raihan is incredibly overprotective of (Y/N).

• So much so that someone would have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not see the idiosyncrasies of his protection of you.

• An arm tightly coiled around your waist when you’re out in public.

• Blocking the paparazzi when their overzealous nature threatens to overwhelm (Y/N)’s exhausted, battle-drained body.

• Tugging you into his lap whenever he notices someone leering or smirking at you, a sinister, quiet snarl escaping his lips when he bares his fangs at them over your shoulder (he’d die before scaring or hurting you), a triumphant grin taking-up his face when the bastards lose all color in their faces and bolt out of the pub.

• (Y/N) isn’t an idiot, noticing his protective (possessive) nature rather early-on, right when a group of fans rushed to your side, asking you for pictures, autographs and handshakes — only for a pair of long, lean arms to tether around your waist and Hammerlocke’s Gym Leader resting his chin atop your head, asking if you’re all right, reminding you about “League Business” that has to be taken care of sooner than later.

* (P.S. - this is Raihan’s absolute favorite thing to do in the world, because not only is your height difference an insane aphrodisiac for him, but when [Y/N] in his arms, all is right in the world because you’re with him, he’s with you and life can’t get any better when you tangle your fingers and squeeze his hand sweetly.)

• “Raihan, can I ask you something?” You ask one night, splayed across the couch with your head in his lap, where he’s tracing your magnificent features with light fingers.

• “Of course, love,” Raihan smiles, a canine peaking out and gleaming in the light of his (‘your’, he reminds you sweetly) living room.

• The pet names aren’t new by any means - Raihan’s been doting over you since your arrival in Hammerlocke, months before Raihan was able to muster-up the courage to ask you for something more than friendship or friends with benefits - but that doesn’t mean (Y/N) is 100% unaffected by them a whole year later.

• When your cheeks flush crimson, Raihan’s smile is nothing but sincere and adoring, chapped lips kissing blushing skin.

• “How come you’re so protective of me? Don’t get me wrong, I‘m the furthest from complaining, but I... I don’t know what’s so special about me that you’d go out of your way to make sure I’m okay.”

• Raihan blinks, puzzled, like the answer is right in front of (Y/N)’s face but you just can’t see it.

• The confusion melts into adoration when Raihan threads his long, elegant fingers through your soft hair, the strands smoother and richer than silk.

• “Darling, don’t you know?”

• His confusion becomes yours as you stare up at him, fighting the urge to purr like a Liepard from his touch, brow pinched in thoughtful confusion.

• Leaning down, Raihan cups the left side of your face in his calloused hand, leaves a trail of searing kisses down the right side of your face from your temple to your cheek to your jawline to your throat, only to circle back and take your earlobe between his teeth, nibbling and licking at the tender flesh.

• Gods, the noises (Y/N) makes must be illegal in five different regions... There isn’t a doubt in Raihan’s mind that you‘d render the strongest of men or women weak in the knees by the delicious sounds you make.

• Not that anyone else would get to hear said noises themselves.

• No. Everything that you have to offer is his and his alone.

• His goal in life used to be defeating Leon and, not only becoming Champion, but beating his rival of fifteen years.

• But since (Y/N) walked into his life...

• Everything else pales in comparison to the radiance of your beauty, the melodic chime of your laugh, the perfection of your smile.