Praise - Chapter 3 - Aonung's POV
Chapter Three - Aonung’s POV
Aonung had been too caught up in Neteyam, he realized that Neteyam probably only sought him out because he wanted to feel special. While Aonung enjoyed making him feel like he was the most perfect Na’vi in existence. Aonung recognized that Neteyam could have just been seeking him out because Aonung gave him what he wanted.
Aonung decided he would give Neteyam space, he wanted to see if Neteyam would seek him out first or if anyone’s attention would have been enough for him. In order for Aonung to succeed in ignoring Neteyam, he had to completely ignore his Forest boy.
If he hadn’t ignored Neteyam , he knew he wouldn’t have been able to hold back. He had grown fond of seeing his large smile and those big golden orbs filled with hopefulness. Aonung felt dejected, like his sun was briefly taken away from him.
It was a bit dramatic but there wasn’t an activity or person besides Neteyam who could have filled this little hole in his heart. Even his friends and their ridiculous shenanigans could not keep him from thinking of Neteyam.
“I know! Let’s go hunting, the biggest catch gets. . .” The conversation continued eagerly while Aonung was spaced out, he watched Neteyam kick sand and walk down the beach with his shoulders slumped. “I wonder what's wrong,” Aonung asked himself. They were on two opposite ends of the beach but he could tell something was off by his posture.
“What do you think?”
Suddenly eyes were on him, Aonung played it off like he had been listening, “Let’s do it. Let’s invite the jungle brats to show them how real men hunt.” Aonung joked with his fellow friends.
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Aonung felt like he had to show off during the hunt, he needed the biggest fish just to show Lo’ak what a real man should be able to provide. It was merely him setting a standard of what he expected for his sister.
Aonung was dragging the large fish onto land when he heard Roxto complimenting Neteyam. He wasn’t sure what came over him, it made him instantly bitter. Unfortunately for Neteyam, Aonung couldn’t help but take that bitterness and jealousy out on him.
There was something about the way Neteyam smiled at Roxto that made Aonung want to smack Roxto with the fish he had caught.
“Roxto you know that fish is common if anything,” Aonung commented, walking by with a smug look on his face, “I think you’ll need to strengthen that baby tail some more, and then you might have a chance,” Aonung added.
Aonung felt awful right after those words left his mouth, Neteyam looked hurt for a brief second but then covered it up. Aonung beat himself up inside, he hadn’t meant to hurt the other’s feelings, he was just upset that someone else was complimenting Neteyam.
He worried that Neteyam didn’t care who the compliment came from.
Aonung huffed and continued forward lugging the large fish past Neteyam, he could feel those eyes on him and it took everything for him to not turn back around.
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Aonung knew he had to apologize to Neteyam for hurting his feelings but he had a hard time finding the strength to admit he was messed up. How would he start it? Would he tell Neteyam that he had chosen to ignore him to see how long it would take him to come back to him?
Aonung constantly found himself staring at Neteyam, now it was his turn to seek out the Forest Na’vi. He was constantly looking to see where he was, if he was happy, or if he was carrying the weight of the world on those small shoulders.
Aonung swore he was going to fix it, he just needed a good time to talk to Neteyam. But Neteyam had other plans.
It happened so fast, first he had been talking to a few friends and next thing he knew he was snatched up by a strong grip. “Let’s go now!” Neteyam shouted at him, Aonung didn’t fight it, he allowed himself to be pulled away from the group to a familiar rock at the end of the beach.
“What is your problem, Aonung?” Neteyam yelled at him, he could tell his Forest Boy was highly upset.
“He’s cute when he’s angry too..” Aonung thought to himself with a smug look, his eyes trailing down to admire the other up close, he easily was distracted. He forgot he needed to respond for a moment.
“I have no problem, have I done something wrong, Forest Boy?” Aonung couldn’t take his eyes off of Neteyam, he missed how flustered and embarrassed Neteyam had gotten any time they got this close.
“Why have you been avoiding me!” Neteyam was demanding answers from him, his eyes glaring at him. Aonung knew he had it bad, because he even found Neteyam cute when he looked like he wanted to drag him by his braid.
Aonung wanted more of that reaction.
“I haven’t been avoiding you, mighty warrior, I was simply giving you your space.” Aonung made sure to keep his tone level-headed and simple as if Neteyam should have just figured it out.
“Bullshit! You have been avoiding me!” Neteyam cursed at him, he didn’t know what the word meant but Neteyam looked pissed.
“Just say you missed me, I know that’s what happened. Rotxo wasn’t good enough for you. You missed someone praising you for every little thing, right?” Aonung finally spoke, his hand sliding around the other’s thin waist and pulling him closer. He was sure Neteyam hadn’t even realized how close they were.
“Not someone! Not Roxto! You!” Neteyam was definitely frustrated with him, just shouting his confession. Aonung hadn't prepared for that confession just yet. Aonung couldn’t help but to blush a bit as he looked down at the smaller Na’vi. Neteyam was fuming, and he had every right too. Aonung had intentionally riled him up.
“You suck! I hate that you spent weeks talking to me, praising me, making me feel like I am worth something to you and then you cast me aside for no reason! What did I even do to you?” Neteyam looked hurt, Aonung could see it all on his face no matter how hard he tried to cover it. Aonung would always be able to read him like an open book.
Aonung couldn’t stand it anymore, he felt awful. It started off as a joke, or a test really, to see how long it would take Neteyam to come back to him. But he didn’t think he would have hurt Neteyam this badly, that was his fault, he was inexperienced with these kinds of emotions.
“And-” Neteyam was going to start shouting more at him, Aonung didn’t even give him the chance. He smashed their lips together, it wasn’t good- really. He had basically missed because Neteyam was shouting at him. He swore he hit Neteyam’s teeth. It was sloppy, and the two quickly separated staring in disbelief.
“I.. I am sorry Neteyam, I thought if I pulled away you’d come immediately. Then at the hunt, I was jealous- you looked so happy when Roxto said you had done a good job. I was worried that I was pursuing you in vain. I thought you just wanted attention and nothing else- but I wanted all of you.” Aonung expressed, he wasn’t good at expressing himself. He felt like he fumbled his words and made Neteyam seem like a trophy he could just keep to himself.
Aonung watched the anger disappear from Neteyam’s face the more he spoke, Aonung rambled a bit about nothing really. The second he had shut up though, he was pulled down by his neck for another kiss.
This kiss was much better, Aonung was surprised, eyes wide open as if he didn’t believe it was real. The second it registered that it was real, his large arms instantly wrapped around that slim waist pulling them against one-another as Neteyam locked in him in the kiss.
Aonung could have held the kiss for longer, but Neteyam had baby lungs and they needed to split up. Neteyam was panting, trying to catch his breath while Aonung was just flushed and even a bit shy for a second.
There was a comfortable silence before Aonung broke it, “You’re a good kisser.” Aonung complimented and Neteyam looked amused, “Better than you for sure.”
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