𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 ❦ ✓

𝟮𝟴 ~ 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲

a mosquito in my room is litch feeding on me send help
anyway- i'm back😗
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as the next day comes around, both boys had woken up with slight awkwardness in the air but before they knew it, with the afternoon shining down brightly; both eldest son's are now sat by the rocky cliffs.

the awkward still strangles to two into silence only with faint sounds of other na'vi's in the village filling the background.

"so.. you remember .. everything?"
ao'nung clears his throat, trying to cleanse the atmosphere away from the tension.

"yeah." was what neteyam could only word out.
at this point, neteyam's not fully in reality, just zoning his visions out in hopes it would comfort him.

"how?"
"uh.. the sky people were talking about a wrecked boat and i just remembered going there with you, the start of our friendship."

neteyam knows he'd regret saying such detail but as of now, he couldn't care less. he just wants to be a spectator in life.

ao'nung just lengthens his nod, averting his gaze elsewhere in hopes it would help him think of a topic to talk about.

"hm thank you for being there when i was uh.. crying." neteyam mumbles, absolutely bashing himself for the audacity to cry in front of someone, especially that person being ao'nung.

"didn't i tell you? i'll be there if you need me teyam."
neteyam couldn't help but shine a small smile at the nickname.

it's probable that his feelings he tried to push down had surfaced once more.
"wait.. did anything else that happened when you we with.. the sky people..?"

ao'nung reluctantly questions with pauses, afraid it could frighten the boy once again.
but thankfully, neteyam shakes his head.

"they just kept trying to hit lo'ak so i just took the heat instead. it doesn't hurt as bad i guess.." both their gazes fall onto the light slashes covering the entirety of neteyam's body, examining it carefully.

"oh! we have this ointment, it'll probably help with it."
ao'nung couldn't keep his eyes off of the injuries, pulling all his resistance from touching them.

"what? you like them that much?"
neteyam notices his dagger-like stares as a chuckle escapes from the boy's throat.

"wha- no its just. — yeah, they look cool regardless of what happened. sorry."
ao'nung clears his throat once more, now removing his gaze away from neteyam's body.

"you can stare all you want nung."
neteyam whispers as he leans closer to the heir before he quickly kicks his heel off of the rocks.

ao'nung's eyes instantly widens.
perhaps it was the fact that neteyam has his memories back and called him by his nickname,
or the fact that neteyam had said such words.

"c'mon! don't you have the ointment? i can't apply it myself!" neteyam exclaims, now walking away from the frozen heir before ao'nung quickly shakes those thoughts away and headed by him.

and so, the two quickly made it to the heir's family pod along with back and forth bickering.

ao'nung wanting to know what neteyam meant by what he had said,
neteyam denying of ever saying such thing.

as the two step foot into the pod, ao'nung's eyes had found itself lingering around the boy's back.
the heir hadn't realised neteyam's toned back along with the scratches.

needless to say, he's captivated.
twirling around neteyam's fingers.

"nung? are you okay?" neteyam innocently tilts his head as he turns back to the stunned boy who quickly nods, heading for the ointment in one of the areas in the pod.

"this.. is gonna sting like a bitch" ao'nung chuckles, flipping the small bottle whilst walking back to where neteyam had taken a seat.

"oh well that's great." neteyam groans, already able to imagine the undying pain considering how fresh the injuries are.

as ao'nung takes a seat behind the boy, starting off with his back, he begins to examine the clustered slashes.

"okay, so.. usually we dab it but since your back is covered with the scratches i'm just going to-"
"hey!"

without finishing his sentence, ao'nung instantly pours the bottle from the top of neteyam's back, letting it drip down before rubbing it all over.

neteyam starts to hiss at the point as his hands make its way to ao'nung thighs, moving his arms back and gripping down hard on ao'nung.

ao'nung grunts at the sudden pain as he feels the hissing neteyam's nail digging deeper into his skin
but, to his knowledge, the ointment being applied on neteyam's fresh cuts is way more painful than what he's experiencing.

"hang in there teyam" ao'nung sucks in air, starting to see stars at the immense pain.

"okay, okay, your backs covered" ao'nung quickly stammers, gripping onto neteyam's wrist to try and ease up the grip.

"okay, now." ao'nung takes a deep breath, imagining what neteyam is capable of if he were to apply it with them facing each other.

thankfully, as ao'nung starts to apply the ointment around neteyam's chest and arms, the heir had found another alternative for him.

a stuffed toy.
he wasn't sure who's it was, maybe it was tsireya's but not anymore.
it's completely destroyed by neteyam's harsh grip.

"you think you can do your own thighs?" ao'nung crooks his brows, having his ointment covered palm face upwards as if he was doing a surgical procedure.

"no way, it's too painful i can't." neteyam protests, shaking his head in fear.

ao'nung gulps.
i'm.. going to touch teyam's thighs..
oh eywa.. thank you for blessing-

"nung!" a sweet voice suddenly chimes in as ao'nung furrows at the rude interruption on his own precious thoughts.

"tuk!" neteyam exclaims, holding his arms out to try and stop her from hugging him.

"sorry tuk, nung's putting ointment on me, i don't want to get it on you" neteyam frowns, rubbing the frowned girl's arm in comfort.

"can i apply?? i want to help" tuk chuckles, seeing the ointment in ao'nung's hands before snagging it from the older boy.

"tuk-"
ao'nung groans, annoyed at the fact that a little girl has taken his chances of touching neteyam's thighs.

neteyam notices this as tuk starts to rub the ointment in her hands in the background and the boy couldn't help but giggle up a smirk at ao'nung who's now sulking.

however, neteyam's enjoyment of teasing the heir has come to a quick stop as tuk suddenly rubs his thighs, palm covered in the ointment.

"tuk! a little warning would've helped-"
neteyam squeals as his hand; once again, grips onto ao'nung's thighs and uses it as a pain relief.

at this point, ao'nung didn't feel the pain.
the only pain he feels is the chance that's been taken away.

yes, he would not let it go as his gaze thickens towards tuk, practically scowling.

"all done!" she chuckles, showing the two older boy's her palms.

"thank you.. tuk." neteyam grunts, trying to sit up properly before ao'nung lends him a hand from behind.

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1159 wc
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i love this chap tbh