𝐋𝐎'𝐀𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓

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i see you by heart4netetam

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"Come on, we will not even be out that long—I pinkie promise, cuz."

You roll your eyes, looking over your shoulder as Lo'ak wiggles his fifth digit in your peripheral.

Despite your chores needing to be done, you agree to 'hang out' with him.

You'd pushed yourself up off of the ground, and turned to face him with furrowed brows. "Fine, fine. I will come with you, but when we get back you are helping me clean up."

Before you know, his hand is wrapped around your wrist, pulling you along behind him. You let a quiet chuckle fall from your lips as the two of you start toward the docks, shaking your head at his eagerness.

You both call to ilu, and begin saddling up. Of course, Lo'ak was in a rush, and half-assed it. You suck at your teeth, lightly slapping at his arm with the back of your hand.

Lo'ak stuck his tongue out at you before relenting, readjusting the ilus harness and pulling himself up onto it. So childish.

You'd follow his lead, making tsaheylu. When you look over to see how he's doing, he's staring back at you.

"I will race you, to Three Brothers."

You look back up, cocking your head. A few strands of hair falling in front of your face as you stare back at him.

"Let us make it interesting. If I win, you do my chores. For a week." His face is hard to read, but you can see the gears turning.

Perhaps adding odds to such race was not the great idea you had thought it to be?

"If I win, you let me take you on a date."

Your face grows warm with hearing his request, and you assume he's joking with you, dismissing it with the wave of your hand.

In hopes to sort of change the subject—you begin counting down, preparing yourself by tightening your grip. His brows crease in concentration, repeating as you do.

"Go!" You declare, the race begins. The two of you weave in and out of the water, excitedly whooping at each other each time you met in the air.

It was neck 'n neck, and truly you had the opportunity to win—but a part of you secretly wanted to lose the race. You wanted him to repeat to you what he had asked for.

Lo'ak was the first to reach Three Brothers.
"Oh yeah, who is better, huh?" Lo'ak whoops, and you breathlessly laugh. Letting him soak in his victory as you make your way to the shadier side of one of Three brothers.

You gently break tsaheylu, climbing up onto one of the small banks.

Lo'ak follows, sitting beside you. Strong thighs brushing against your own as he hits your back with his tail. You turn your head to look at him, and his brows raise in response.

Your hand quickly finds his forehead, pushing him away from you—but he grabs at you instead, his lips pulled into a smile.

"I won. You owe me a date, ocean [girl/boy]." Rich yellow eyes watch you, waiting for you to say something.

Your weight shifts instead as you pull back from him, feeling a sense of worry. Lo'ak took this in as the palms of his hands brushed up along your biceps in a form of affirmation.

"I know I am a skxawng, but my skxawng ass really likes you. I see you, Y/N"

The large hands that previously rest against your biceps trail up your neck and jawline. He'd guide your face closer to his, his forehead pressing against your own.

"I see you, Lo'ak." You whisper.

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