The curse that changes everything (Pokehuman x reader, request edition)

Male Gyarados x Female Reader

Requested by @LuvWOY

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So they asked for a flirty Gyarados and an oblivious reader, I took the oblivious part and RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! Sorry if I went a little overboard. Also my character Shadow Eevee is in this as I needed a third neutral person.

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"Um, hey?"

I turn and look into the face of possibly one of the most handsome people I'd ever met. Maybe even the most handsome. No, wait – yes, the most handsome. I make a noise. I don't know what the noise was, only that I make it. I can only raise my eyebrows and hope this person takes it as an affirmative reply. And ignores the noise.

He looked to be a pokehuman, a Gyarados perhaps. Long, draping brown hair falls around shining armor, jagged torn fins protruding from the silky waterfall. Piercing eyes a striking shade of amber, a sharp scare banished on his cheek giving him a tough look. He could almost be seen as gentle if not for the absolutely enormous width of his shoulders.

The bulking shape of his biceps barely even restrained within his armor. His arms crossed over his frankly incredible chest, a chest I don't think should be in existence unless in a magazine explicitly titled 'warning – incredible chests inside, read at your own peril'. His large power tail sweeping proudly behind him.

Oh God. Oh no. He's probably going to ask where the toilets are. I don't know where the toilets are. Or maybe if I'd seen his friends. I haven't seen his friends. Or –

"Is this seat taken?"

I blinks. Ah. He wants the seat beside me. He's going to pull it away and then Shadow will come back and have no seat. The perfect man tilts his head down closer to me, his hair falling to his sides, his eyes expectant, hopeful.

"Yes."

I reply and lays a hand on said seat, protective. The man's face falls. Those massive shoulders drop for a moment before they perk straight back up.

"Well, do you want a drink?"

He beams wide, his handsome features splitting apart to shine like the sun, teeth slightly pointed. I blink once again. I look down at my hand in confusion, checking if my beer is still there before I look back up.

"But I have one?"

Is this guy really so desperate to sit down he's trying to convince me to go back to the bar and steal my seat? I was utterly confused. There are plenty of other seats. It's not even that busy.

"Oh."

The man's face falls once more, his fins flattening, a slow flush creeping up to his cheeks as he glances away.