Forbidden - Umbreon Gijinka X Reader

You woke up.

It was dark, in the tent. You sat up, sleepy. Rubbing your eyes, you glanced at Umbreon. Well, where he was before you slept. Realizing that he wasn’t there, you automatically opened the tent. As expected, Umbreon had wondered out. You stood up, stretching, as a yawn escaped your lips. The moonlight shone, lighting up the field. A figure sitting in the distance caught your eye. You walked towards the figure, knowing that it was probably your partner Pokemon. And it was.

“”Hey. Umbreon.” You said. He turned around.

“Hello, Y/N. Didn’t expect you to be up this late.” He replied, before turning around, looking at the moon.

“The moonlight is beautiful today, isn’t it?” He murmured, the golden rings on him shone brightly. You took a seat next to him.
“Yeah.” You answered him.
“Hey, you aren’t going to make me run away are you? With those rings of yours glowing.” You joked. “Of course not,” He said, still focusing on the moon, “Unless you want to play hide and seek, then sure.” He replied, obviously joking, too.

Silence filled the air, as you felt your heart thump erratically.

It was wrong.

Throughout your journey, you had never seen, or heard of trainers falling for their own pokemon. But.. You were the first, you guessed. Umbreon glanced at you. “Shouldn’t you be going to sleep now, Y/N? It will be a long day tomorrow.” He said, softly.

“Y-Yeah, I guess. You should also be going to sleep, y’know? You had a tough day today,” You smiled cheekily. “Sorry for making you battle so much…”

Umbreon smiled gently at you. “That’s fine. I trust you, Y/N.”

You blushed a little, and smiled. Your eyes were beginning to close. You struggled to stay awake, trying to keep your eyes open. But, soon enough, you had fallen asleep. Umbreon immediately turned to look at you when he felt something lay against him. He glanced at you, a small smile on his lips.

“Y/N…” He murmured silently. He stood up, carefully, and carried you bridal style. Walking back the tent, Umbreon couldn’t deny that he felt happy.

Happy that you were his trainer.

Happy that you chose him as your starter when he was just an Eevee.

Happy that you accepted him for who he was.

Placing you into your sleeping bag, he couldn’t help but brush a stray strand of hair from your forehead. He leaned closer, and kissed you lightly on the cheeks.

“Umbreon…” You murmured in your sleep. He froze, and glanced at you. But after realizing that you were still deep in sleep, he chuckled softly.

Closing the tent, he took another glance at you, and as he prepared to go to sleep, he only whispered,

“I love you, Y/N. I hope you know that. …Even if this love is forbidden.”