You're Still Beautiful (Red x Reader)

It was a bright sunny day in the small town of Pallet in the Kanto region. A young woman about the age of seventeen was seated on a park bench, scribbling away in her notebook.

A boy with jet-black hair and red eyes walked into the park, humming peacefully to himself. All of the park benches were filled with couples "being all romantic," as he called it, so he went around to look for an empty park bench.

The only spot where there was room for him to sit down was by the (h/c)-haired girl, who was still busy writing.

"Hi, can I sit here?" The boy, Red, asked the girl. The girl said nothing. When Red looked closer, he realized that she was wearing ear-buds, plugged into a iPod. Now he tapped her shoulder, and she looked up. "Can I sit here?" he repeated.

The girl motioned to the seat next to her with a questioning look, and Red nodded. She nodded as well and Red sat down. "Nice day, isn't it?" he said lamely. The (h/c)-haired girl didn't answer. Red wasn't surprised. It was a stupid question anyway.

He sighed, pulling out his own notebook when he realized he didn't have a pen on him. Arceus, I'm stupid, he thought. Then, he realized the girl next to him had a whole pencil case with pens, pencils, etc.

"Can I borrow a pen?" he asked. The girl looked up and held up a pen, questioning if he was asking for one. "Thanks," Red said, taking the pen.

The two worked in silence for a little bit, when Red finally completed his assignment. He returned the pen and smiled at the girl. He could've sworn she had a small smile on her face herself.

The next day, Red was sitting on the same park bench, doing his homework and also waiting to see if the girl would show up. When she did, she sat down next to him. Again, she had her iPod with her ear-buds in her ears.

"What are you listening to?" Red asked. When the girl didn't answer again, he wrote out his question on a Post-It.

A special song, the girl wrote in answer to his question.

What kind of special song? Red handed it to the girl.

It's a secret, she wrote in reply.

Can I listen to it? Red asked.

No, you won't like it. Red frowned. What did she mean by that?

What's your name? My name's Red.

I'm (Name).

It's nice to meet you.

You too.

Can I have your number? Then we can talk outside of the park.

No, I don't have a phone.

That's a stupid lie. Do you really expect me to believe that? In response, (Name) rolled her (e/c) eyes, then smiled as she picked up her pen again.

I have to go soon. I'll be here tomorrow if you want to talk again. Red grinned.

Okay, see you tomorrow. (Name) gathered her books and smiled at Red before leaving the park.

The third day...

Hello, Red wrote to (Name) as she sat down on the park bench.

Hi, would you like to listen to my song? I trust you. Red's eyes widened. He then nodded.

After hesitating for a split second, (Name) removed an ear-bud from her ear and stuck it in Red's ear. Red frowned.

Hmm... that's weird. I'm sorry, I don't hear anything...

I didn't expect you to hear anything.

What do you mean by that? (Name) took a deep breath before writing down her reply to Red.

I'm sorry. I never could hear what you were saying. It wasn't because of music. It's because I'm deaf. Red stared at the note in his hands as (Name) looked away in embarrassment.

Why didn't you want to tell me? He handed the note to (Name), who was red from embarrassment.

It's kind of embarrassing. I thought you would think that I'm a freak, like everyone does.

I don't think you're a freak. Now it was (Name)'s turn to stare.

Really? But I'm deaf. Disabled. Not normal...

You're still beautiful. Red stuck the note on (Name)'s notebook, and when (Name) read the note, a smile spread across her face as she looked away, blushing furiously.