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@jojoharumi_neko
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As you practice late at night for your big skate ( IDK what it's called ). Your boyfriend and Froslass were sitting on the bench outside of the ring. As you hit the single axle, you skate toward your boyfriend. Stopping in front of your boyfriend, Grusha.
" So how do you think the axle looked? Good?" you exclaim, as you lead onto the ice ring. He nodded.
" But you need to make sure you're safe. I don't want you to get hurt like me." He murmured, you frown along with your Froslass. You knew he had a really bad accident that stopped him from snowboarding. But Ice skating was different.
" Look, Honey. I know you are still worried about me skating but, I am sure I won't hurt myself." I say skating away from him. Getting in a position to skate and do the triple axle. Now, this was the only thing you weren't that good at. You had a big chance of twisting your ankle and not being able to do the skating comp.
" Ok, y/n you can do this." You say to yourself as you begin skating. Everything was doing well, but then when you got up to do the triple axle, you did the triple axle. But then you felt a sharp pain in your ankle, thus making you fall.
Turns out you landed the wrong way for the triple axle. You went down on your knees. You let out a painful scream. ( ouchies 😍 ) Grusha looks at you and realized that was your voice screaming.
He rushes over to you, holds you tight. Picks you up and gets you to the hospital.Grusha's heart raced as he saw you fall on the ice. Panic surged through him, and without a second thought, he sprinted toward you. Froslass followed closely, concern etched on her icy features. As he reached you, Grusha gently scooped you up in his arms, cradling you carefully.
"Y/n, are you okay?" Grusha's voice trembled with worry as he carried you off the ice. Froslass hovered nearby, her eyes reflecting concern for her trainer.The pain in your ankle throbbed, making it difficult to speak, but you managed to nod weakly. Grusha's expression softened as he carried you to the bench outside the rink, carefully setting you down.
"Froslass, go get some ice from the rink's concession stand," Grusha instructed his Pokemon. The ghost-type Pokemon nodded and glided away, leaving the two of you alone.
Grusha examined your ankle with a worried gaze, his fingers gently probing the injured area. "I should've insisted on more safety precautions," he muttered, his guilt evident.You winced as he touched the sore spot, but you managed a reassuring smile. "It's not your fault, Grusha. Accidents happen, and I'll be okay."
He sighed, looking into your eyes with a mixture of concern and regret. "I just don't want to see you hurt, y/n. I've been through something similar with my snowboarding accident, and I can't bear the thought of you going through that pain."
You reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently. "I appreciate your concern, but this is just a minor setback. I'll bounce back, and we'll both learn from this."Froslass returned with a bag of ice, and Grusha carefully applied it to your injured ankle. He stayed by your side, offering words of comfort as you waited for medical help to arrive.Eventually, you were taken to the hospital, Grusha never leaving your side. As the doctor examined your ankle, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the support of your loving boyfriend and your Pokemon companion.
Despite the pain, you knew that with Grusha's unwavering support, you would heal and be back on the ice in no time. And as you lay there, surrounded by the people who cared about you, you couldn't help but feel a warm sense of reassurance that everything would be alright.
