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as you melted me (Green/Red, flash fic)
Title: as you melted me
Rating: G
Word Count: 580
Genre: Romance
Series: Pokémon
Pairings: Green/Red
Warnings: none really
Summary: Red doesn't actually lose the scarves Green brings him.
A/N: I've been listening to mandopop for the last few hours which I think has destroyed my brain. But this idea came from before that anyway. Unedited and unbeta'd. /sucks
Rating: G
Word Count: 580
Genre: Romance
Series: Pokémon
Pairings: Green/Red
Warnings: none really
Summary: Red doesn't actually lose the scarves Green brings him.
A/N: I've been listening to mandopop for the last few hours which I think has destroyed my brain. But this idea came from before that anyway. Unedited and unbeta'd. /sucks
as you melted me我是你的外套 爱不会感冒 赶走所有烦恼
"You are honestly the most irresponsible person ever," Green tells him as he takes off the scarf around his own neck and wraps it around Red's. He doesn't even sound upset anymore, and says it out of habit as if he were blandly commenting on the weather.
Red murmurs something incomprehensible and pulls the scarf up over half his face. He breathes in ice and pine and Green, and when he exhales, his breath is warmth and moist against the wool.
Green stares at him bemused.
Red stares back. What.
"You just - how are you not dead already?" Green says, honestly annoyed this time. "You live up here in sub-zero temperature wearing flimsy clothes, and then you lose every single scarf I bring you. How do you do that? You don't lose the supplies I bring you too, do you? How do you live without food or clothes?" He pauses.
"Oh. My. God. Are you actually a ghost?" Green says a bit hysterically.
Red shrugs noncommittally. He's pretty sure he's real, or at least not dead. Yet. After all, ghosts don't have any warmth. While he might not be as warm as Green, he thinks as he tugs on Green's coat sleeve, he's still quite solid and quite warm, and he's happy to show Green just that.
When Green leaves, Eevee's fluffy tail wrapped around his neck in lieu of the scarf he left with Red, he shouts, "You better not lose this one!" But he's in good enough of a mood that the words have no real bite, and both of them know that it will happen again next week.
Red watches Green walk away, and when he disappears into the white blizzard, Red wraps the scarf around his neck a little tighter.*
Somewhere in the cave, in a dark corner of Mt. Silver that Green never sees, Red keeps a pile of the scarves, clothes, and blankets that Green brings. They're all packed neatly, tightly together to form a bed for Red to sleep on.
In a week, the new scarf Green's given him will end up there, lost among the countless others. But for this week, this scarf is his favorite, the one he'll wear until Viridian's gym leader comes to visit him again.
The scarf, Red thinks, smells like snow and hail, like the blizzard and vegetation of route 28. It also smells like determination and frustration, and of heartbreak and hope. When Red breathes into his scarf, he's reminded of all the things that are (because of him) and all the things Green has done (for him, for them).
But most of all, it smells like the person Red loves.
Still, the scarves are only fabric - material things that scents will fade from. And after a week of wearing them, the scarves don't smell like Green anymore. They smell like loneliness and isolation and all the things that Red doesn't need more of.
Red lets Green bring him new scarves not because he needs them, but because he doesn't want to forget what it means - what Green means to him and what is between them.
One day, when he doesn't have to do this anymore, doesn't need to stay on Mt. Silver, he'll tell Green and maybe they'll laugh about it. Red would like that, when he won't have to settle for scarves and blankets because Green will be right there.
Red can't remember if Green has always smelled like snow.
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Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it. :D There's more on the way, if I get to writing them. /fail
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As for the fic itself, I loved the symbolism of the scarf and the descriptions you used to show how much Green's gesture means to Red! It was romantic, and a very nice depiction of Red's thoughts. Especially how the clothes all serve as a compensation for Green's absence... arghh, so romantic and sad. The ghost part was funny, but I think if you separate the sentence '"Oh. My. God. Are you actually a ghost?" he says a bit hysterically.' into its own paragraph, Green's words will be that bit more impactful and funny C: Just a small suggestion though!
He doesn't even sound upset anymore, says it out of habit as blandly as if he were commenting on the weather. - it feels like there is a word missing after the comma, so maybe 'and says it out of habit' would make the sentence flow better?
Cute short fic! :D
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Actually what I wanted to ask you about Singapore was about the popular culture. I don't know if you care about it enough to actually give me an answer, but I was wondering how much of is influenced by western popculture (Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, etc.) and how much of it is influenced by Asian/Chinese pop culture (cpop bands and stuff). I know Adam Lambert is pretty popular in Singapore so I was thinking more of the former, but please give me your opinion on it?
I started this fic thinking about scent because I've read that smell is a very powerful sense, especially when it comes to triggering memory. --and then I realized I couldn't imagine what Green smells like at all, so I was just like, "Well, why would Green need to keep bringing Red blankets and scarves? 8D" I don't write Red as much as Green, and a lot of fics are about how Green is hung up and has to do all these things for Red, but I thought it'd be nice to write something to show that Red does really appreciate it and does really love Green. ;~;
I'll do those things. *fixes* I wrote this in one go starting at about 2am and when I was done, I barely reread it to make sure there were no typos. *fail*
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But Taylor Swift is/was popular here too, at least amongst the people around me. Adam Lambert and Lady Gaga are intensely popular here I think C: I feel like it varies, but korean pop culture may be winning by that slight margin? Majority of the females here watch them, whereas for the boys, I don't know, my guy friends are so odd, some like western classical, some like rock, some listen to the things the girl they like likes (lol). But a lot of them like Taylor Swift :D
Somehow I think I didn't answer your question! I talked more about popularity rather than influence! ;; Oh but I like the idea you had for this fic, it really shines through in your writing :D
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Haha, I think you did fine. :) Thanks for telling me. I'm always intrigued by Singapore because I feel like it's such a mix of Asian and western culture and yet it seems to work?
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Well, glad you find my country interesting :D Yes, it does work somehow, haha.
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oh godddd i love you and all your green/red fics so hard
i spazzed when i saw a new fic by you on my flist
this was so sweet ;; and Green lmfao <3
Red, why so cute? Love how you described the meaning behind the scarves etc Awwing forever. /wants to kidnap them both
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Thank you so much. I'm glad you enjoyed and came out of hiding :DDD
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I'm glad you enjoyed. :3
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It's adorable that Red makes a bed out of all the things Green gives him, and Green's line about him being a ghost made me smile. It certainly does seem like that sometimes. xD
Amazing job, as always~ ♥
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Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it. ^^
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You have another fan~ I hope you'll enjoy my Green/Red when I publish it soon. C:
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If you like Red/Green, you should check out these authors as well, if you haven't yet:
I'll reply to your ff.net comment eventually. I kind of have a migraine right now, sorry. And I look forward to seeing your pieces.
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-"Oh. My. God. Are you actually a ghost?" Green says a bit hysterically. - Is my fav part :D Somehow, I can vividly imagine his tone, expression and everything else of that moment. Wow.
You write so good, and I'm happy to have found you *yay*
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Green is -- very hilarious and melodramatic in my headcanon. *squishes him*
Thanks for reading!
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i had this green's-into-his-business view of him, but then in soulsilver he wants to take photos with me, calls me (to talk about red. hinthint) and now, i view him as my best friend. *takes moar picturees*
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