Pink Lemonade [Ilima x Reader]

Soft Boy

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You can hear the music in the air, heading towards the professor's lab. Freckles was being lulled to sleep by it and Boris was curious to find out who was singing it. It was a role reverse, but you weren't complaining as long as the baby was asleep. The voice was singing out in a language you didn't understand. It sounded Kalosian, but you could never be sure. You didn't jump over the ledge, but slowly creep down so you don't startle the singer nor Freckles. Boris, however, flopped face first. He was okay. He does that a lot.

"🎶Des yeux qui font baisser les miens. Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche. Voilà le portrait sans retouches. De l'homme auquel j'appartiens🎶"

You see the flash of pink over the tall grass surrounding the bay. Ilima? You don't know anyone else with pink hair. You avoid the tall grass entirely to confirm that he was there, singing that beautiful song in a foreign tongue. You sat down next to him, not bothering to disturb him. You let him finish his song all the way through, closing your eyes and feeling the moonlight against your skin. Luckily, Freckles and Boris have the same idea. Ilima has such a beautiful high Tenor voice, kind of like Ben Platt's or Neil Patrick Haris's.

"🎶Quand il me prend dans ses bras. Qu'il me parle tout bas Je vois la vie en rose.🎶"

"🎶Il me dit des mots d'amour. Des mots de tous les jours. Et ça me fait quelque chose.🎶

"🎶Il est entré dans mon coeur. Une part de bonheur. Dont je connais la cause.🎶"

"🎶C'est lui pour moi. Moi pour lui dans la vie. Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie. Et dès que je l'aperçois🎶"

"🎶Alors je sens en moi. Mon coeur qui bat. Des nuits d'amour a plus finir🎶"

"🎶Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place. Des enuis des chagrins, s'effacent. Heureux, heureux a en mourir. Quand il me prend dans ses bras🎶"

"🎶Il me parle tout bas. Je vois la vie en rose. Il me dit des mots d'amour🎶"

"🎶Des mots de tous les jours. Et ça me fait quelque chose. Il est entré dans mon coeur. Une part de bonheur. Dont je connais la cause. C'est toi pour moi. Moi pour toi dans la vie. Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vieuuuh. Et dès que je t'aperçois. Alors je sens en moi. Mon coeur qui bat🎶"

You open your eyes whenever you realize the song is over. You look over at Ilima and take in the tiny details as he exhales calmly. He is wearing a flower patterned necklace in which the flower is not native to this place. His hair is adorned with a yellow hibiscus flower, the author's favoritist flower in the whole world, and his ukulele he was previously playing on had the same yellow hibiscus painted onto it. It wasn't a cold Alolan night, yet he still wore a knitted brown sweater. Yungoos and Smeargle were nowhere to be seen. Wait, now you see them. Yungoos is in his lap and Smeargle is still awake, but walking around to look for Freckles. You set Freckles on the ground and she wakes up slightly, noticing the music stopped, and yawned. Smeargle found her and now they're happy. Boris did just the opposite and fell asleep.

"Beautiful song Ilima. What is it about?"

Ilima flinched, startled that you were suddenly at his side. He must have been so into his song he didn't notice you sitting down and listening to him sing. He clumsily smiled, the stars reflecting the honeyglow on his cheeks. The moonlight only made him even more handsome. The romantic subtext is causing your heart to go doki doki, but we can only pray there's no Monika. Just Monika.

This gif was brought to you by Monika. Just Monika everybody. Only Monika. Have a good day!

💖Forever yours💖

~Monika 

Oh no there's a Monika! Anywho, it's time to get back to the fanfiction. Where were we? Oh, right. Ilima clumsily smiled at you, clearly embarrassed sbout his singing. But him being so cute made you an embarassed mess but that's okay because you both can suffer together.

"Oh, that song? I'm no good at it, but it's called La Vie En Rose. It's an old song from Centeral Kalos made when the founder of Kalos: Camilla LaVey, wrote a love song to her future wife telling her how wonderful she was and how much she loved her. The song became  popular love ballad and it's one of the first songs Kalosian Instrumentalists learn. I can play the song on piano, ukulele, viola, and Pan flute... if I had one. Ha ha..."

That's so sweet. It made you smile. Wait, you just listened to Ilima pour his heart out into a love song. Did that mean he loved anyone? That's a question you don't want to ask. You don't wanna real your own heart now do you? You didn't say anything, just trying to get the thought out of your head that he loved someone else. Your heart was racing out of your chest, dokis out of control. You don't have just monika in there anymore, the whole Literature Club is going bananas! And it's making your heart beat accelerate as well as your blush! No! Stop! Don't you dare add another gif!

DARN IT!!! The fourth wall has been compromised! I repeat! The fourth wall has been compromised! You fiddled with your thumbs when Ilima laughed at you being nervous, that or he laughed out of his own nervousness. The air was pretty thick tonight.

"Now you're getting all embarassed on me again, my dear. Am I really that scary?"

Scary?! Oh no, Ilima isn't scary! He's the kindest, sweetest, most csring, most admirable person in all of Hau'Oli! No, In all of Meleemelee! No, in all of Alola! No, in the entire world! No, in the entire universe! No, in the entire multiverse! No- I'm stopping this while we're ahead. You're welcome. ~Monika Long story short you would never ever believe that Ilima wouldn't be scary! You just need to figure out how to tell him that without literally making yourself look like a dweeb. That's inevitable. But still....

"No! You aren't scary at all! You're just so nice and thoughtful and caring and sweet and charming and... I just... I get nervous talking to someone as great and magnificent as Captain Ilima himself. And to have him act so nicely to me? It's just... a magical dream come true...."

Aaaaaand now you're officially a dweeb and a creepy fanperson. Well, at least you think you've been demoted to one. Ilima simply stared at you, the whole galaxy reflecting in his skylined eyes. That dreamy gray really is a beautiful color you could get lost in... but you really shouldn't. It would make you seem more like a creep.

"Je T'aime Beaucoup."

What? Before you could ask what he said, he stood up in a frantic disposition and slung his ukulele over his shoulder. In the same swoop, he picked up Yungoos.

"Pardon me but I must take my leave. Come on Smeargle!"

Before you could do anything, he was hurrying away with a face so bright it made the mood jealous. You had no idea what he said, not knowing a lick of Kalosian. If only you Inside the fanfic had some sort of google translator rather than the real you who can justify open a new tab and figure out what he said. Smeargle didn't hurry off. Smeargle actually plopped his butt down, leaning against Boris with Freckles cuddled up to him ready to sleep. You smiled at them, feeling yourself calm down from that moment.

You wondered what he said...

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