title : look at me....
description: ao'nung being ao'nung
you and ao'nung are mated... and just had a fight since you saw your brother neteyam and him fighting again. so you kept ignoring him
you were making food for you guys angrily he promised he wouldn't do this what a liar. and speaking of the devil he walks in oh no not walks struts "y/n..." he asked leaning into the wall "rugh stupid brains." you mutter wrapping up the seaweed wrap "y/n look at me..." he says strutting closer
you gave away from him then you stand up and put the food in the fire "y/n c'mon" you feel a warm set of hands on your waist "N/n...look at me... talk to me. ywane. (love)" you stop frying the seaweed "no ao'nung you faught with him. i told you nto to fight with my brother."
you push his hands off your waist "don't push my hands away. he should have said that about rotxo?" "what's exactly did he say?" "he said...well he said...um." "NOTHING exactly." you both argue back a forward untill he holds you this time your chest rises and falls
he makes small circles on your hips "y/n are you gonna talk? i'm sorry...i'll apologise to him ..please talk to me" your stomach is fluttering "w-will you?" you ask he tilts his head "are you nervous my warrior ?" he ask "no what i'm not nervous? i why should i be nervous Ao." he holds you tighter you let our a small "oh my eywa" you pray quietly hoping you don't loose your cool "so you are nervous? do i make you nervous my n/n?" "maybe" "good."
he kisses you it was soft,passionate and quickly stopped by tuk "N/n can i sleep in your spare matress lo'ak and kiri keep fighting over who gets the blanket..." she says quietly "of course tuk" ao'nung quickly answers he loves her more then you. everyone knows. "y/n will give you her blanket and we can use the spare one" he said knowing you wouldn't want to say no to tuk....
A/n i'm
loosing motivation...
