𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | neteyam x oc

62.

We were under dozens of weeping willow. It is so beautiful how their leafs are glowing in the dark. I love it. So damn much. I honestly love everything about the forest. I really do. I honestly think the forest is slowly starting to become a comfort place to me. We were sitting on the ground, our back laying against a tree trunk as my head was laying on his shoulder. He was running his fingers on my thigh. I love to feel his touch. It is always so comforting and attractive. I honestly love everything Neteyam does to me.

"I loved it when you called me babe in front of Yona this morning." He whispers.

I giggle. I must admit it, I also found it very satisfying to remind her Neteyam is my boyfriend. My man. Not hers. It was just like a nice reminder that she shouldn't be touching what is mine.

"You love everything I do or say." I answer with a chuckle.

He lays his head on mine as he stifles a laugh. But what I was saying was true. I do not want to throw flowers at me but it is true. I mean, I do too. I love everything Neteyam says or do.

"True..." He answers in a whisper.

I smile as he takes my hand in his. He intertwines our fingers together before approaching my hand to his lips, he rests a chaste kiss on the back of it. I smile as I look up at him.

"I love you." He whispers.

God. He loves me. How can a man like Neteyam can love a girl like me? I feel like I don't deserve him at all because Neteyam is way too good for me. He is just so damn perfect. I fucking love him.

"I love you too." I answer.

And I wish I could just say it again and make him understand I love him in every possible ways. I want to scream it. I want to say 'I love you' in every languages to Neteyam. I want to show it to him. I lick my lips before looking back down and speaking up.

"If you had a boy as your child, how would you name him?" I ask.

I could feel he felt confused. But I wanted and needed to know. Not because I want to have children with him. I mean, I'd love to but we are only seventeen turning eighteen in a few weeks for me and a few months for Neteyam. It is just for something else.

"We are seventeen Rhea.

- I know dumbass. Just answer the question." I say with a giggle.

He sighs, stifling a laugh before thinking for a few moments. He was taking very long. And I at least hope he will say a beautiful name and not a shitty one. He answers me.

"Zayn."

Oh, okay. I like it. It's cool. And unique. And original. I'd honestly call my children however Neteyam wants. I would do anything he wants. Plus, Zayn isn't an ugly name, it is simple and beautiful.

"Alright." I say with a smile.

He keeps caressing my inner thigh, near my tattoo. I wonder if I will ever be able to have another tattoo here in the forest. I hope I will.

"Why do you ask?

- For nothing." I lie.

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Four days has passed. Four mornings wasted with Kirri. Everytime we were coming back to the cave, we couldn't see them. Or when we managed to draw Spider's attention without him knowing it's us, the Avatars were tracking him quickly. I would have never thought it would be that hard to free Spider. But it is apparently.

We were going back to the village. Me and Neteyam were riding our direhorses quite far away from the rest of the troop. And we were talking as always. Kirri was sitting on Jake's horse right behind him.