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Warm Embers, Ch1: Challenge
Pokemon Sword & Shield | Bede x Hop
Summary: Bede does not like camping. But somehow, someway, when he finds Hop by the fireside, he finds an inviting warmth in his eyes.
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Bede does not like camping.
He hates the stench of the outdoors, the humidity in the air. The numerous bug Pokemon, all too eager to swarm. He hates when he's forced to camp and it's too quiet at night and he shivers whenever something moves in the dark. Hates the memory of camping during his gym challenge, when he was a different person, driven by something that now leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.
And right now, he dislikes the look on Hop's Dubwool's face as it watches him across the camp.
Goodness knows why he agreed to this. He's rejected Gloria's numerous attempts to drag him out camping before- he's grown less and less patient with each passing answer, but yet her invitations continue to come. This time, however, Opal caught wind of the Champion's invite, and of course, the old lady kicked him out of the house and locked the door, insisting that it's healthier for him to 'spend time with children his age' and that she wasn't going to cook dinner.
So here he is, listening to Gloria and Marnie babble on about something involving Nessa's latest photoshoot, while Hop's Dubwool stares in his direction.
Bede is not afraid. Unnerved, sure, but not afraid of a Pokemon. Especially not one like Dubwool, a species better known for its ability to run away than as an actual threat. Still, he's unsettled when Hatterene's not by his side. His Pokemon is, instead, choosing to be entertained by Gloria's Gengar halfway across the camp. And Dubwool is across the fire, a foreboding look in its eyes.
"You okay there, Bede?"
The last member of their party interrupts his thoughts. Hop stands nearby, stirring the pot of curry on the fire, his face lit with the warm firelight. He smiles in Bede's direction, all friendly and nice, sending pricks of irritation down the gym leader's skin.
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