contestshipper

Long ago, on a Hoenn beach We had our first, fateful meeting. You also met my brother then, But that encounter was fleeting. He wasn’t a big fan of yours, And at the time, neither was I. Despite his brains, I doubt he guessed We’d fall in love as time flew by. My mother was more perceptive. She seemed to know it from the start. Before I could name my feelings, She found what hid deep in my heart. Spotting us alone on the beach, After the Grand Festival’s end, She was the first one to suggest That you were more than just a friend. When I finally brought you home, You were filled with trepidation. I was shocked when you admi