• Neteyam X Aonung •

chapter 4.

~|•Aonungs pov•|~

All I can remember is, looking around, my head aching and Neteyam holding my hand..

I was remembering how, if my father knew what sort of son he has, he would think what a disappoinment.

I wake up blankly, opening my eyes slowly, only to look up and see Neteyams worried face turn into the surprised grin.

I grin back, as I lean up to sit straight, he wraps his arms around my neck and hugs me tight.

I felt butterflies in my stomach, but it was different, this was about Neteyam.

I hugged him back, unsure of what to do, a little stunned here and there, but, everything is ok now, right?

But then I realize where I am, I'm in the medical hut...

I pull away from Neteyam softly, and give him a confused look.

"Don't you remember?." He asks.

"The only thing I remember is, you holding my hand." I say as I gaze up at him.

A slow grin shows up on Neteyam's face, creasing his cheeks.

I lift my hand to grab his face, and rub my thumb across his soft cheek.

"You fainted, Aonung." He says with a worried look.

I remove my hand away from him and stare at the ground.

I look back up.

"I...fainted? Me?" I asked flabbergasted.

"Yes"

"Then how'd I get here? Wait did you-"

"Yeah, you skxawng, I carried you here, in my arms too" he said with a smirk.

The butterflies in my stomach became stronger and made my heart race.

"Thank you, I'm not sure what happened, but, really, thank you." I repeat.

He smiles, although it's a little weird, fainting? Since when.

As if Neteyam could read my mind, he says.

"Do you have any phobias? Like, fears?" he suddenly asks

I didn't reply straight away, I took a minute to think, though I didn't have to.

"My father" I pause halfway.

"Your father?"

"For him to be disappointed in me, for me to be a failure, for me to be the son he doesn't want." I say with a shaky voice.

"Aonung.." he starts.

I look away, not wanting to make it more of a big deal then it already seems to be.

Once again he cups my face with his hands and makes me look him in eyes.

"Don't do this to me, please Neteyam." I say with a shaky voice.

He looks down at my lips then back up to my eyes, he had a certain expression on his face that I couldn't read.

His lips suddenly press against mine, I felt all my problems go away just like that.

My face relaxes and kisses him back, I push him down lightly as to get onto his lap.

I spread my legs on his lap and cross them behind his back.

As I wrap my hands in his hair, letting my fingers tangle in his braids.

"Do you want this?" He says as he gently pulls back.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted this, Teyam" I say with an urge to my voice.

He smiles at the nickname and replies with a deep kiss, and grabs my waist, he started stroking my back and slowly lowering his hand and grabbing my thighs, I let out small groans.

"What the hell are you boys doing!?" Somone from behind asks...