His Hands. || 𝘼𝙤'𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙜

twenty-two

Italics = thoughts or flashbacks
Bold = Metkayina sign language

Earlier, Kiri and Neteyam brought back my stuff from her and Lo'ak's section back to the section I used to share with Neteyam. I insisted that I was able to do it myself but being a Sully comes with stubbornness, so of course they didn't let me and demanded I rest.

The whole night I couldn't stop thinking of Ao'nung and the way his hands felt on mine. I don't have any business thinking of him like this while my family sleep. I couldn't sleep, I figured it was because I took a nap in the middle of the day.

I was glad Neteyam was sleeping peacefully now, he told me earlier that he wasn't able to get good sleep without my presence beside him. I sang him to sleep tonight which made me think of old times back in the forest. What dad calls a 'birthday' was inching closer and closer. Me and Neteyam would turn eighteen soon, and dad said that birthdays are usually a celebration people do.

I'm not sure what kind of celebrations sky people do, dad calls them a 'party' which sounds stupid to pronounce. I begged dad to let us finally have kava, as if me and Lo'ak haven't tried it before without anyone else knowing. Kava was an alcoholic drink. It was usually only accessible to adults and were used for gatherings only. Of course he said no, but I'll find my ways eventually.

One time when I was fifteen, me and Lo'ak snuck some kava back into our tent without anybody else knowing. It tasted kinda good besides the fact it burned my throat, it was also funny seeing Lo'ak act strange after drinking a few cups of it. Dad calls this being 'drunk' which was common for people on Earth to go through after drinking alcohol as well. Dad scolded us really fucking badly for this, we were grounded for like two months.

Not a very happy memory.

I twirled a braid from Neteyam's hair loosely around my finger, listening to the soft snores that escaped his lips. As said before, me and Neteyam sometimes switch around who would be the oldest sibling. Sometimes we were both the oldest, sometimes he would be the younger twin, sometimes I'd be the older twin. Moments like these were when I was being the oldest, letting my brother sleep on my chest as if he was his six year old self again.

I looked down at his face, my eyes trailing all over it. He looked so peaceful. It made my heart happy seeing him be able to sleep soundly without having to feel stressed anymore. Watching his chest rise and fall slowly made me feel relaxed. I wish I could go back to my spot in the forest, well, me and Ao'nung's spot. Although I did enjoy being able to be in my twin's presence comfortably, I still wasn't able to sleep. Ao'nung's presence was able to make me feel sleepy, he just made me feel so peaceful.

This boy was so confusing but I'll give him some credit for managing to live in my head rent free. He looked so beautiful when I saw him up close. And the way he got nervous whenever we made eye contact? Someone stop me. I just really fucking hope he's not gonna be a dick to me again tomorrow, that's even if he actually comes to see me again. Who am I kidding, he only stopped by to drop off medicine. But then again, he stayed there for hours with me.

I can't get over his hands. My hands felt empty with him holding them. Oh Eywa, everything about this boy had me folding. His hair, his eyes, his waist, his voice, his smile, his laugh, his face, his hands, him. Why am I even thinking about him so much? I need to remind myself that we aren't friends yet. Yet, right? I actually kinda hope we would become friends, if he can show me he that he's worthy of it, that is. It's kinda ironic that me and my brothers are attracted to one of the children of the chief. I'm betting on Tsireya and Lo'ak getting together first. Neteyam would probably be second to get with Ayreina, knowing Ao'nung I'd definitely be the one in last place to get with him. Why am I even thinking about us possibly getting together?