You’re Beautiful (Brockshipping One-Shot) Rated: U
A/N: Inspired by the song 'You're Beautiful' by James Blunt
A large number of people were riding on a train towards a nearby town in a city that they would be staying for a few days. Among the group was Brock, a pokemon breeder and the self-proclaimed ‘ladies’ man’. Along with his friends, he had been travelling around the world, learning how to raise pokemon. While his friends were talking about their upcoming adventures, he had his eyes focused on a particular girl.
My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel
Of that, I’m sure
She was a beautiful girl with beautiful shoulder-length brown hair and blue eyes. She was wearing some everyday clothing like a pair of blue jeans and a tight white t-shirt. While Brock smiled at her, she gave a smile back… an awkward smile and with a good reason. She was standing next to a muscular man wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans and a pair of black boots; he was a few inches taller than Brock.
She smiled to me on the subway
She was with another man
But I won’t lose my sleep on that
Cos I got a plan
But that didn’t stop Brock from thinking up a plan of how to get close to her. At one point, the train stopped and a speaker attached to a pillar outside the train announced what town they arrived in.
That was the location that Brock and his friends needed to go to so they had to step off the train. Luckily for him, that was the same location that the girl needed to stop to.
Yes, she caught my eye
As I walked on by
She could see from my face
That I was flying high
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again
But we shared a moment that will last to the end
Brock and his friends stepped off from one part of the train while the lady and her man stepped off another, which was on their right. “That way,” one his friends said, pointing to the lady’s direction, much to Brock’s delight.
As the lady and Brock walked past each other Brock simultaneously smelt a delightful smell from her and looked into her gorgeous eyes, feeling a great drift of ecstasy inside his head.
“She’s beautiful…” he whispered after witnessing, of what he would describe, a beautiful face in a crowded place.
I saw your face
In a crowded place
And I don’t know what to do
I will never be with you
“Beautiful…” he whispered softly.
Like a particular lyric of a slow song, he had no idea what to do.
But his loving instincts did.
He allowed his instincts get to him as he rushed back to the lady he deeply had a crush on and gently held her hand. The lady turned around and saw that Brock was kneeling down on one knee, much to her shock. “Oh, my sweet love,” Brock said with passion in his voice while a pinkish colour was showing on his face. “There must an angel with a smile on her face when she thought I should be you.”
Suddenly, he felt a great deal of pain on one of his ears as his friend began pulling it dragging him away from her, making sure that the awkward feeling was no longer there. “It’s time to face the truth… she will never be you,” he said, sounding like a realist.
As much as Brock hated to admit it, he had to as he was dragged further and further away from the woman that he will never see again, let alone be with.
But it’s time to face the truth… I will never be with you…