𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙎𝙀 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙎. 𝙉𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙔𝘼𝙈 ¹ [on hold]

𝙏𝙒𝙊. 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝙎 𝙈𝙀𝙀𝙏

.𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩

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  Everyone was sitting in a circle learning our ways of breathing. " Take a deep breath in and out slow down your heart," Tsireya instructed. They all followed what she said. She got up walking over to Lo'ak. She placed her hand on his chest because she noticed he was doing it wrong. " No no Lo'ak. Your heart is beating fast. You're supposed to be calm slowing it down." She said going down lower and moving her hand onto his stomach. " Breath from down here." Neteyam and Lo'ak exchanged glances at each other. It took every for Neteyam to burst into laughter at his brother's reaction.

  " Neteyam you're doing it wrong too," Ma'Ryelorea said. This made him look at her confused. He thought he was doing well but apparently not. But forget about that he was more focused on how she said his name. The way his name rolled off her tongue so nicely with that accent, made him like his name more than he knew. This awakened something in him something that he never felt before until now. " I don't know what you mean." He continued. Which made her sigh softly. She lays her hand on his stomach as well, " Just like my sister was saying, breath down here don't be so shy." She looked at him wanting to get a glance at what he looked like just for a second.

    But when she looked up to see, Neteyam was already looking at her. Seemingly as if he wasn't planning to look away even as their eyes met. He still stared keeping eye contact. This made Ma'Rye's heart skip a beat or two. What was this feeling that she just had, like a jolt of energy? She broke eye contact laughing a bit. " Now you're doing better, maybe you just wanted me to come over here." She said jokingly.

   " Yeah definitely, I got a better view thanks." He passed over a wink at her. She was definitely not expecting what came out of his mouth. So flirtatious, and respectful. A tint of blush spreads on her cheeks. She smiled softly standing up and pulling away from him. "Oh, so you have jokes now pretty boy?" Ma'Rye lifts up her hair and puts it in a ponytail. " Who said I was joking princess?" He raised an eyebrow.