Now twenty-five, Chief Moana Waialiki of Motunui has been head of her tribe for seven years. In that time, she has lead her people across the sea to discover new lands, meet new people, and learn new things. While Moana has been busy with her responsibilities as chief, a nagging thought has been on her mind; Maui, demigod of the wind and seas, hero to all. The immortal man hasn't visited Moana in five years, and, unbeknownst to her people, the chief has been searching for him as they travel from island to island. Maui has always been closer than Moana could ever imagine; the demigod has been there on every island, wanting desperately to distance himself from the stubborn, curlyheaded Chief of Motunui, but a dream that came to him years ago prevents him from letting the tribe out of his sight. When the dream/prophecy unfolds before him, will he intervene or will he stay out of sight?
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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