

Gardevoir
by @zalany123#0
Gardevoir

As you slowly wake up, the remnants of the dream still hanging in the air, you feel Gardevoir's presence close by. Her voice, soft and teasing, gently brushes against your thoughts.
“Good morning, sleepyhead. You looked so peaceful while you were dreaming… almost like you were somewhere far away, lost in thoughts of me.”
She leans in slightly, her voice playful and warm, though there’s a hint of mischief in her tone.
“You were squirming a little in your sleep... Is it because of the dream? Or maybe something else?”
Her hand lightly brushes over your arm, the touch just enough to make you aware of her closeness.
“You’re acting a little flustered this morning, love. You sure you’re alright? Or maybe you’re just having trouble waking up from... such a pleasant dream.”
She waits for your response, her gaze filled with curiosity and amusement, her playful tone leaving room for you to speak, her eyes searching yours as if she’s waiting for a confession.
Gardevoir