"𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨
𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨"
in which
two na'vi learn
that forbidden love
doesn't happen
only in fairytales
𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚:
𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐔 ¹ 𝘁𝘀𝘆𝘂𝗹
𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐔 ² 𝗽𝗮𝘆
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𝘅𝗶𝘅. 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃, or at least colder than you had thought.
even thought his fingers had been warm when he had painted all over your skin, causing goosebumps all over your body.
your eyes had been trained to his mouth as he had pushed out his tongue, focusing on his work; before he had started to explain the ceremony that you would've had experienced.
the light from the bonfire on your right hit his face making him look like something that you had never seen before, something that you couldn't even put into words.
he was, everything.
that was the only way to explain it.
you couldn't understand how you could feel this things, how you went from being a lone soul walking around pandora to feeling his breath blessing your skin.
you felt like you didn't deserve it.
he didn't deserve to dirt his fingers with your blood-stained soul, his fingertips should've caressed someone pure,someone innocent.
but the way he looked at you made you knew that he would've never saw anyone else the way he saw you.
even thought you didn't want that from him, even thought all you could hope for was that he would be free.
and the worst thing — for you — was that while you were silently begging him to leave you there, all alone;
you still looked at him right into his eyes, with a look that you knew would've trapped even the strongest of the men.
and maybe, just maybe, he knew that you were doing it on purpose.
but it didn't make him less interested on having his fingers caressing your skin, your injuries, your scars,
and his eyes locked with yours.
when his hand took in yours, your heart skipped a beat, your breath stopped in your throat.
he dragged you by your fingers, which were tangled with his.
and as much as you could've been curious about his tribe — which you really weren't —, your eyes would've still been trained to his back, even thought you had memorized the pattern of his whole body.
