Nervous | Aonung

.IX

Ka'nu's POV

"Your welcome," Aonung smirked proudly as we walked side by side.

"What do you mean?" I laugh softly, not understanding why he just randomly said that.

"I got you you out of talking to him," he raises his eyebrows as if it was obvious.

"Why wouldn't I want to talk to Neteyam?" My mood changes instantly.

I stop walking and he copes, facing each other. My hands rest on my hips as I stare him down with raises brows. In anticipation for an answer.

"Wel-,"

"I only came because you said Roxto needed me, did you lie?" I ask.

"I mean, yea I lied," he sighed rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why would you lie? You know stuffs going on right now between Roxto and I," I scoff, looking away from him.

"T-to get you out of the conversation," Aonung stutters as if he wasn't sure what to say.

"Why are you stuttering? Are you lying again?" I lean my head towards him.

"No I'm not," Aonung speaks more firmly.

"Whatever, why would you want me out of the conversation I was having with Neteyam?" I ask again, hoping he'll actually answer this time.

"Because," Aonung mumbles and I couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Because of what Aonung? Are you jealous I was talking to another guy?" I furrow my brows, hoping that isn't the case.

"What?! No!" Aonung defends quickly.

Guilty son of a bitch

"So you are jealous?" I smirk, knowing I'm right.

"No! Why would I even be jealous?" Aonung rambles.

"I don't know Aonung, why would you be jealous?" I ask but receive no response. "Is it because you only like when I talk to you?" 

"I'm not jealous," Aonung glares at me and I glare back, neither of us daring to look away.

"If your not jealous then are you just trying to make yourself feel better about your sad little life by making mine worse?" I insult.

"Yes one hundred percent" Aonung smirks with a nod

Where did this confidence come from?

Not even seconds ago he was so nervous and stuttering. Defending himself at any chance and now? Now he was admitting that he makes my life worse. On purpose.

"What the fuck Aonung?" I sigh, rubbing my eyes in irritation. "Why are you so jealous that I was talking to Neteyam? He's just a friend."

"He is?" Aonung raises his brows.

"Yes Aonung, so there's nothing to be jealous of," I reply calmly.

"I'm not jealous," Aonung mumbles.

He's such a child

Sometimes I don't now how he's related to Tsireya. She's so matures and kind and he's a child and a dick. He's also the future Oley'ktan and acts like this?

Why is he even jealous? There's nothing happening between Neteyam and I and there's especially nothing happening between Aonung and I.

I can't be bothered to fight with him right now so I start making my way back to my Mauri, hoping Roxto isn't there.