When popular and unpopular meet ( Arven X male reader )

Lovesickness.?

'Who is your partner pokemon?', you asked.

'None of your business'

'You have siblings?'

'No', Arven answered, mildly annoyed.

'Crush?'

'Can you focus on the project?!'

'Sheesh dude.. I'm just trying to get to know you'

'Why would you'

'You know more about me then I know about you', you said, flirty.

You gently laid your hand over his.

'So, favours for favours. I tell you about myself, and you tell me about yourself', you added.

Arven pulled his hand away.

'No'

You sat back into your chair, letting your hands rest on the back of your neck.

'Your loss'

Arven walked out the front door.

You followed him outside.

'Stay for dinner', you offered.

'No thanks'

'It's dark'

'So?'

You let out your third pokemon, one who you never needed to fight with.

'At least let noivern guide you home'

'So you'll know where I live?', he said, turning around.

You chuckled.

'Noivern doesn't have the short term memory to remember where you live', you said, making noivern turn to you, seeming offended, before nodding in approval.

'Fine.. but only this time!', Arven said.

'Sure, next time I'll personally bring you home', you said, winking at him.

'There will be no next time'

'If you say so'

You stared at the food on your plate.

It's been a few hours since Arven had left but noivern hadn't returned yet.

Am I really worrying about him.?

Why does my heart ache so much.?

'Hunny what's wrong?', your mother asked.

You looked up at her.

'I.. don't know..'

'You're worried about your friend, aren't you?'

You wanted to protest, before accepting defeat and nodded.

You looked out the window again, and in the distance you saw noivern flying.

You jumped out your seat, before running out of the house.

As noivern landed in front of you, you threw your arms around its neck.

'What took so long?'

You took a good look at noivern, to realise its been in a fight.

You gently treated your pokemon, before letting him return to his pokeball.

You stared at the window in your room.

'What was that..', you mumbled to yourself.

Anxious.? 

You hopped into the chair in front of your computer.

"I felled anxious when someone had left"

"Separation anxiety" appeared on your screen.

"What does it mean to have separation anxiety" you typed in.

"Recurrent and excessive distress about anticipating or being away from home or loved ones. Constant, excessive worry about losing a parent or other loved one to an illness or a disaster. Constant worry that something bad will happen, such as being lost or kidnapped, causing separation from parents or other loved ones"

'Hmm..'

It wasn't like that..

'What cha doing?'

You were spooked off your chair.

'Mom!'

'Separation anxiety?', she read out loud.

You desperately tried to hide the screen from her, but it was too late.

You sigh as you drop back into your chair.

She typed something into the search bar.

'What does it mean to be love sick?' 

Your mother nodded.

She tapped search.

"Lovesickness refers to the strong feelings that arise from being unable to be with your loved one physically or emotionally. This can originate from many situations, such as: Not being able to confess your love to the person. Your loved one passing away. Feeling unrequited love"

You realised that this must have been what you felled this.

But then it hit you that you'd have to be in love with him to have lovesickness

'Nah.. I-it's probably separation a-anxiety!'

'Did you feel anxious?'

'No..'

'Did your heart ache?'

'Yes.?'

'Then I declare you to have lovesickness'

'But I'm not even into him!', you blurred out, forgetting you were still in the closet to your parents.

You put your hands over your mouth.

'Mom, Its not what you think', you mumbled through your hands.

'Let me guess.. you're gay', she said, unimpressed.

'Yes.?'

She sighed, annoyed.

'Are all my kids into men or something?!', she yelled to the ceiling.

'Wha.?'

'Your brother, Atlas, went to live in the Glaseado Mountain to date some guy named Grusha' 

'The ice type gym leader of the Glaseado gym?'

'Yes'

You lowered your hands.

'So.. you're fine with it.?'

She gently put her hand on your head.

'More then ever'

You stared at the ceiling.

It's been hours since you've stepped in bed, but you weren't be able to fall asleep.

Your mind went back to Arvens face, making yours fill with heat.

I'm in love with him.?

You let out a long and silent sigh.

You sat up, before stepping out of bed.

You walked to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water.

You waddled back to the comfort of your bed.

You chugged down the whole glass.

'Damn midnight water hits different'

You drop back down on your bed, finally being able to fall asleep.