Avatar 2: Neteyam Oneshots

Y/n has the sniffles

I woke up the next morning, my insides feeling like lava, my skin feeling like a whole layer of frost. And it was sunny outside.

When I opened my eyes I felt myself sniffing. Oh.

I had the sniffles.

My throat felt like it had been waxed, sore and fuzzy and bubbly. "Neteyam..." I croak, looking across our new Pod that we moved into together recently, prepared to mate and have children within the next few years.

"Are you okay?" He turned around from whatever he was doing and rushed over to my side, fingers on my forehead, checking my temperature. "Ack. You have a fever. Do you want a warm cup of tea? What do you want?"

I sniff. "Tea would be nice-."

"Okay." He set off to make me tea.

"Neteyam." I croak.

"Sh, it's okay."

"No, Neteyam I-."

"No, just rest. Forget about your plans, you're gonna sleep, you're gonna take it easy, I'm going to do everything for you. You will get better."

I smile. He was so sweet.

He passed me a warm cup, adjusted my leaf pillows to a comfortable degree and pushed me back lightly to relax and drink. He climbed into the bed and wrapped safe arms around me.

Neteyam stroked my hair when I was done and I fell asleep right after five long, and sweet strokes.