You're Not That Pretty (NeteyamxAonung One shots!)

Black And Blue

Just a quick note. From now on, it will be one actual shots!!
(Also, all the one shots will be in 3rd person unless it says at the beginning.)

Today wasn't the best day. It was actually one of the worst in a while. Ever since Aonung and Neteyam started going out, everything got worse. Especially for Neteyam. A simple task like walking down the halls was a struggle. Neteyam couldn't get from one class to another without being called names, or being stared at.

Neteyam was walking out into the parking lot, ready to finally escape the hell hole they called 'school' That was until he was stopped. Someone laid a hand on his shoulder, turning him around so he was facing whoever this person was. 

The person holding Neteyam was none other than Kirui, the meanest senior in the entire school. Neteyam never really cared for him. Sure, he called him slurs and tried to make his life hell everyday, but it never got worse. 

"Where you going, fairy?" Kirui asked, coming closer to Neteyam and staring him dead in the eyes. 

"Home. What's it to you, Kirui?" Neteyam asked, ripping his shoulder back and escaping his grip. Kirui laughed in his face, coming closer yet again and making Neteyam even more uncomfortable than he already was.

"Off to your little boyfriends house?" He asked, pushing Neteyam back by his shoulders. 

"Just go away, Kirui. Go pick on someone that cares" Neteyam answered, attempting to walk away. Neteyam was a few feet away from Kirui when he was whipped around and punched square in the face, causing him to fall over. Neteyam landed head first, knocking into the ground and almost knocking him out instantly. 

"Hah! A simple punch and you're already down?" Kirui laughed out, stepping closer to Neteyam and towering over him. Kirui began to kick him in the stomach, not giving Neteyam enough time to process what was happening. When he finally stopped, Neteyam was holding his gut, unable to breath.

"You're nothing but a weak, pathetic little fag, aren't you?" He asked. No. He stated. He crouched down so he could see Neteyams face. By this point, it was a bloody mess. Hair over his face and his face beginning to turn black and blue with bruises. Kirui tilted Neteyam's head upwards with his hand, inspecting his mess of a face.

"Don't you fucking dare talk back to me again. Got it you little man whore?" With that, he let go of Neteyams chin, letting his head drop and his body slump down onto the cold concrete floor. Kirui simply walked away, laughing at Neteyam who was laying on the ground, unable to move. He was in too much shock, and his migraine was quickly getting worse.

Neteyam stayed curled up on the floor, his head pounding, and his heart speeding up. What if this happens again? Is he really a man whore? Why does this hurt so fucking much? All the thoughts were racing through his head at one, causing his breath to pick up at the same time and his body began to shake with fear. Then it all settled in. He was having a panic attack.

Neteyam rarely ever had panic attacks. Only when things get worse. A lot worse. But he couldn't do anything about it. He was still frozen with fear. Neteyam began to cry, trying his absolute hardest to call out for anyone. His voice was quiet, and the tears began to run down his swollen cheeks. The tears mixed in with the blood and saliva on the ground below him. 

"Aonung..." Was all he could mutter in that moment, his voice so small you could harley hear it. He waited there, hoping, wishing that Aonung was near. And miraculously, Neteyam could faintly make out a person turning the corner.

The figure had long hair tied up into a messy bun, and he was wearing a long baggy shirt with big sweatpants. Neteyam instantly knew who it was. Aonung.

Seeing Neteyam balled up in a puddle of his own blood and tears, Aonung rushed over to Neteyam who was still trying to cry for his lover.

"Neteyam! What the fuck happened to you!?" Aonung asked, kneeling down in front of Neteyam and pulling him up into his grip, holding him close. 

"Aonung..." Neteyam silently mumbled, unable to say anything else through the tears and fear that settled into his heart.

"Shh, I'm here. Just try to breath" Aonung reassured, rubbing small circles into Neteyam's back with his left hand and caressing his bloody face with his right. He made sure not press too hard.

A few moments passed, and Neteyam started to get his breathing under control. His eyes which were previously shut so tight, they could possibly pop a blood vessel, were slowly beginning to open, quickly moving up to Aonung. He sat there, his eyes closed as well. Aonung couldn't bear the thought of opening his eyes to see Neteyam in this shape. 

"Aon-" Neteyam tried to speak up, but was stopped by a sharp pain in his head. Aonung heard, opening his eyes and looking down at Neteyam who was gently holding his head in his hands.

Looking closer, Aonung could see just how bad they got him. His bottom lip was cut open. So was his cheek. The bruise started at his eye, then traveled down to his neck. And that's when he realised there was more. Aonung found Neteyam's other hand clutching his stomach in pain. 

"Can I?" Aonung asked, tugging on Neteyam's once white, but now very red, sweatshirt. Neteyam opened his eyes slightly, gently nodding at Aonung as a sign of permission. Aonung slowly lifted his sweatshirt, revealing a massive purple bruise that ran across his abdomen. 

"Who..." Aonung was at a loss of words. Seeing the marks run across his once clean body brought tears to his eyes.

"Who did this to you?" He asked, gently lowering Neteyam's sweatshirt back down. Aonung was consumed with both sorrow and rage at this point. Neteyam stayed silent for a while. He knew that he could beat Kirui if he got the chance, but if Aonung did, he would kill him. Neteyam slightly shook his head, resting his body on Aonungs.

"No.." Was all Neteyam could manage to blurt out as he held Aonung's arm. 

"Don't go" He begged, somehow scooting closer. He rested his head on Aonung's chest, melting into the embrace. Even though everything was shit right now, and it was the worst day in a long time, they seemed to find peace in each others presence. 

---Chapter 5 end---