❁~ "why so mean fish lips?" ~ ❁

Admit it

~ Aonung's POV ~
Oh my eywa I like Neteyam. I was trying to ignore it at first but the feeling is getting really overwhelming. I used to be able to just talk but now I have to take a breather before I talk to him at all, it's like whenever I get around him the whole atmosphere just disappears, then all I can see is me and him in a void of endless space. I feel bad about not telling him but I've been trying to ignore it so long that I don't even recognize myself anymore. All I think about is Neteyam, and Neteyam is so gorgeous. His body is perfect and I wanna put my hands on it.. I asked him to hang after we were done hunting assuming that once he got back home he'd be grounded for a while, because of me. Tsireya told me not to do it but I did it anyway. So I might as well get these moments in before I can't see him for a while, right? I asked him to teach me to ride on a banshee with someone and then a few days later when I'm ready again we can try it with me only by myself on the ikran. But me I am not fond of heights. Neteyam took my hand leading me to where his Ikran was located. "You must be infront Aonung" "why?" "I must hold onto you so you don't fall dummy" "yes right of course" I hopped on the ilu and we took off Neteyam's grip moved to my waist and I only got comfortable when the grip tightened. I smiled as the stars were so bright and beautiful but not as beautiful as the star right behind me. I turned around to smile at Neteyam and he was also smiling at the starry night sky. "This is beautiful forest boy but not as beautiful as you" we landed and I got off the ilu quickly causing me to fall as my legs were not ready after being on the ilu for quite some time. I got up quickly embarrassed enough already in that moment. I turned to Neteyam and held both his hands in mine. I stepped closer toward him giving him a slight kiss on his blue lips, keeping my lips there for a long kiss my sensory noticed how soft Neteyam's lips were it was like kissing cotton. I stopped the kiss only to hold my arms around Neteyam going in for another kiss but quicker this time. I started to makeout with him and he was kissing back we fell into the sand and only then did we notice what time it was and what we were doing. We both blushed. "Aonung tell me" "tell you what?" I said flopping my body to the space in the sand next to him. "You know what I mean" "I am sorry Neteyam.." Neteyam's ears went down as he slightly frowned trying not to let his disappointment show. Neteyam sat up so did I. "Aonung?" "Yes Neteyam" I frowned disappointed in myself that I didn't tell him. "I mean this, and I mean it well" "ok meaning it well?-" I said as Neteyam put his finger on my forehead. "Get this through your skull, make up your mind" "it doesn't take long before I stop being nice." "Make up your mind and admit to me how you feel, I don't know how much longer I can take feeling like the boy I like doesn't like me back!" Neteyam frowned at me and got up not saying bye or anything.
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I walked into my house feeling annoyed. I sat down at the table for dinner and said nothing to anyone eating my heart out, and always asking for seconds. "Son are you ok, you are eating a lot today?" My father asked me worried about me. I ignored him scoffing at him. "Aonung!" My mother yelled and I looked away from her. Tsireya signed to me. "Something happen with Neteyam?" "Yea" "tell me after dinner I am here to listen to you Aonung" she signed smiling bright at me with her eyes cheesing. "Thank you little sis" I signed smiling slightly back before frowning again.
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~ Neteyam's POV ~
I sat down at the dinner table as my mother and father scolded me about taking the suit off and how they didn't notice. I ignored them, my face expression and eyes blank and dead. I let my head off of my hands and I face planted into my plate of food not moving. "Neteyam?" My mother asked worriedly, "I don't think we should be scolding him-" eywa Jake of course?!" My mother yelled at my father. My mother pulled me up wiping my face and having me lean on her. My eyes teared up but the tears never came. All I could think about was how mad I was at Aonung. Lo'ak used the SL we learned from Tsireya to communicate with me. "Aonung?" "Yea" I signed laughing at myself because I felt like and idiot for even doing anything with him. "Feel like an idiot" he signed almost laughing. "Yea but I know he's trying" I signed making a reasonable face.
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