Mysteries Live in the Mountains

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"She said let go."

I felt my stomach flutter at the familiar voice.

"And what are you gonna do huh? Go whine to your daddy?"

I could feel the tension rising in the situation. In the moment I thought Neteyam might just kill the guy.

"Let. Go."

Neteyam grabbed the guys wrist where he had been holding on. It only took him a decent strengthed shove to get the boy off of me. I watched his body language and his expression. He was mad. It was the first time I have witnessed Neteyam like this, seemingly not having a hold on his emotions.

Then the intrusive thought found a way into my head.

Angry Neteyam is way hotter than I expected.

What? Who said that? Not me...

I heard a sigh and watched as Neteyam began dragging Lo'ak by his ear and then slipping his hand into my own, dragging the both of us all the way home.

"Come on bro it was just getting funnnn!"

The younger protested. Neteyam didn't say anything instead he just brought us all the way back to the Sully tent. The three girls were already asleep meaning we had to keep it down.

"What the hell bro!"

I quickly put my hand over Lo'ak's mouth as he couldn't seem to quiet down.

"Quiet down before you get us in trouble."

I mumbled in annoyance. The boy rolled his eyes as I sighed allowing myself to collapse onto the ground and relax. The younger boy just groaned and mumbled some complaints before finding himself in his own hammock. I laughed a little at the immaturity of the drunk teen before sitting back up. My eyes met a concerned Neteyam who sat next to me.

"Are you okay?..."

I watched silently as his eyes examined me for any sign of pain or discomfort. No words came to my mind as I found myself getting lost in his eyes.

"Santanhí?"

I smiled a little.

"Your eyes are really pretty.."

I couldn't help but say my thoughts out loud. The effect of that drink was only getting to me more and more.

"And so is your face."

I notice the slight flustered expression Neteyam held.

"Come on. Let's get you to sleep..."

He helped me up walking to the hammocks. I couldn't help but notice Lo'ak had put himself in Neteyam's hammock while his was empty. I had noticed the difference in size before. The one Neteyam and I had shared was larger for two people, while Lo'ak was small only comfortably fitting one person.

I looked up at the boy who glanced between the two hammocks thinking about his options. He was too big to share the hammock with his brother, and two would likely not fit in the smaller one, meaning I'd share with his younger brother who was absolutely knocked out.