Most would say time goes by quickly but to Aonung, however, it seemed to be going slower. Every second of every minute and hour his mind was filled with Neteyam. Because of the constant fantasizing about Neteyam he'd gotten distracted from reality, often making minor mistakes while fulfilling his duties around the village, surviving off of little glances when he catches the man near by.
Finally as the day began to come to an end. Aonung got himself cleaned and fresh from the sweat. Just a few minutes before eclipse, keeping in mind that Aonung had a date with Neteyam, He had wandered off to the Sully pod as fast as his legs could take him, feeling as though he has been away from the man too long already.
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Neteyam walked back into his shared marui, hair unbraided and damp, the wet hair sticking to his back, a sewed cloth around his waist, whilst humming along to a certain tune he'd become fond of recently. He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the sulphury air in the marui. he'd always been used to the rainy and smokey aroma of the forest rather than the resinous aroma of pine trees, and scent of sand dunes.
Neteyam let out a sigh and walked over to the shelf where his loincloths were neatly folded. He looked through, looking for one suitable and comfortable for the occasion.
"I could really use some new loincloths" He mumbled, mostly to himself.
"Thats for sure"
"For frag sake, Aonung!"
Neteyam jumped clutching the cloth to his waist. The last thing he needed was for it to fall. He would surely never live that down.
"Sorry tey" He said snickering.
"Perhaps you've heard of closing the curtains?"
"Perhaps you've heard of hitting the shells outside the curtains to alert me that your coming in?"
Aonung merely shrugged.
"The curtains were already halfway open"
He pushed off the curtains on his back and entered.
When Aonung had his back turned, Neteyam slid on the covering of his privates under the cloth. He wasn't fully comfortable to get changed in the same space as any na'vi, let alone Aonung.
Aonung turned around now facing Neteyam. The smile on his face gradually fading as it, instead, filled with concern. He walked closer to Neteyam, placing a hand to his cheek, caressing his finger over the wound on the corner of Neteyam's lip, making Neteyam wince in pain.
"What happened?"
"Got into a fight.." He murmured.
A sigh left Aonung's mouth.
"Cause?"
"Three Metkayina boys were mocking Kiri and Lo'ak.." Neteyam said tilting his head into Aonung's hand more.
"Did you win?"
Neteyam lifted his gaze to meet Aonung's, his eyes widened with suprise.
"Yes we won" Neteyam chuckled, emphasizing the 'we', indicating to Aonung that Lo'ak fought as well.
"How bad?" Aonung asked with a smirk.
"Broken ribs, broken arm, bent leg. How bad do you think?"
"Didn't expect anything less"
"Now get out shxwang! I need to get ready" Neteyam grumbled with a smile and moved his head from Aonung's hand despite not wanting to.
"As you wish princess" Aonung pecked Neteyam's forehead, then turned, exiting out the pod room, closing the curtains behind him.
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Under the moonlight༄
Fanfic[lovers/angst] {Neteyam x Aonung} Love sparks between the two clan leaders eldest sons. Every man must decide wether to settle for adoration or fight for love. {Roxtoxkiri} and {Tsireyaxlo'ak} Background ships.
