Guzma x Strong! Reader!

Grasses and Pokémon

"Thank you"

you accepted his unfortunate failure, turning your way out of the forest calmly. He grunted heavily before standing upwards. Spotting you leaving, he grudged a stop.

"Hey- wait-"

you didn't expect his words as you continued to walk away. He growled as he turned around to face away from you; mumbling profanity and his shoes smashing the ground until he stepped his shiny shoes on a berry.

"Hac-ah!"

He shreeked, yelling afterwards in the process.

Stoping in your tracks to the unexpected voice, you turned back curiously--his back was turned and his shoulders were shrugged intensely. Sighing, you ran to the sneaky male and grabbed his left shoulder.

"Hey, are you-"

he turned around, as his face showed a tinting anger; juice splat on his eye and cheek, dripping by the second. "Oh-oh dear.. hold on," you paused, licked your thumb-- scrapping the juice off his cheek.

"There we go.."

you smiled as you could've asumed a faint blush was spread across his face. Thinking it was still the berry juice, you tried placing your thumb onto his face once more, before he grabbed your hand with force, refraning a burning blush.

"Kid, what do ya think ya doin-?!"

He spat, his eyes lacing into your innocent orbs.

"Huh? Well...I tried to assist your juicy problem~"

you giggled to your... joke(?), only to earn a more furious  expression from him and a clemson blush.

He threw your hand down, rushing away. Looking to him expressionless, you turned to your Rowlet as he shrugged, puzzled.

"Should we, em,...help the guy?"

You whispered to youe trusy rowlet. You both chirped and snuck low voices. As he was gone, you searched the area, then, leaving the shady woods.

"I'll see if he'll be here tomorrow; maybe I can bring 'em a slice of cake, too!"

~~~TimeSkip~~~

You arrived to your apartment, opening your door, and entering to be jumped by your gleeful Pokémon. (your Pokémon)  (purred/chirped/cooed/you choose) and jumped off as it gleefully looked up to you.

"Okay, okay,"

you laughed,

"(Pokémon name) you have a new friend!"

You showed (Y/P) the Rowlet as you transitioned him from your clothed shoulder and onto the couch. They played together as you simotaniously entered your clean kitchen. You fixed your self (tea/water/coco) and sat on your soft couch in the (lolita/dark/anything) living room, as you switched on the Tv. You focused on your Pokéballs and threw them into the air to your right [to free the rest of your team.] Out the thrown balls exposed an Empoleon, Eevee, Hypno, and the one and only...

Moltres

No one knew of you legendary, as you only used your average Pokémon for battle.

Rowlet: lvl: 5
Empoleon: lvl: 89
Eevee: lvl: 9
Hypno: lvl: 100
Your Pokémon: lvl: 87
Moltress: lvl: 100

You soon fell to a soothing rest, as you barley felt a blanket cover your naturally warm body. Empoleon, [blanket watcher] gave the others their blanket [except the Moltress].
He grabbed blankets out a small closet, checking thrice if there were any dust bunnies stained on them. He wanted his team to have the perfect rest for the next day, (Perhaps)