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Neteyam x Reader- Angst

He sighed. "Fine. At least tell me if there were more of you last night. Is it possible they're already looking for you?"

You thought for a second. As protocol, if an agent didn't check in after a mission, they are assumed as dead or captured. In such a case, if a report of their livelihood is known then a special team is sent out to assassinate them. A precaution taken to stop the spread of crucial information.

You shifted uncomfortably on your heels, an action surely not missed by Jake. "No. It was only me last night." You blurted out, and looked to the side. "I'm not too sure about today though. Another team could've been sent here already." You looked back ahead.

He nodded, about to open his mouth to say something. "So— am I free to go?" You interjected, unsure of their future plans with you. Kill you? Keep you locked up for more information? You didn't have a clue and it was killing you inside.

He had an 'are you serious' face as he debating on whether or not you were joking. "No. Not until you tell me why you were going to sedate Neteyam." He pestered on, motioning with his hands.

You brought you palm up to your forehead, already tired of this interrogation. "I already told you, I can't. It's— " You let out in exasperation and threw your arms in the air.

"Classified. Yeah, I heard you loud and clear the first damn time." He sneered and lodged his arms on his hips. "Better get used to being in this village then."

He was about say something else, but was interrupted by another voice. One which you oddly recognised. Which, made no sense to you.

"Sir!" They called out. You both looked towards the opening in search of the voice. The light reached inside as the fabric was thrown to the side. In walked your target with confident strides.

He frowned at you before continuing his speech, you could sworn a look of curiosity was in his eyes. You turned your sight downwards.

"There's a disturbance at the East guard post. It could be a serious threat– I'm not sure." He blurted out as he panted softly. Indicating that he was out of breath. Most likely from running, you guessed.

Jake nodded at his son. "Okay, I'll go check it out." He turned around and spared a look of distrust towards you. "Make sure she doesn't escape."

You crossed your arms over your chest at this statement. Neteyam glanced at you then back at his father, "Yes sir."

At that, he walked out in a hurried pace. The fabric sent a slight breeze your way.

It was now the two of you left alone. As expected, an awkwardness fell. You stared at him with squinted eyes and he did the same. With different intentions though, since— he was studying you. Trying to see under your false layer of fearlessness. His expression of scrutiny made a cold chill run down your spine in a tingly motion.

A bead of sweat fell down your forehead as you felt judged under his gaze. You had found Jake Sully to be intimidating, but Neteyam was intimidating on a whole other level.

Tired of his watchful gaze, you cleared your throat and looked away. "Are you... going to stare at me this whole time?" You looked back up and raised one eyebrow. All he did was stay silent.

Relief filled your senses when you finally, got a reaction out of him. Only– it wasn't one you had expected.

He chuckled softly. "I'm trying to see under your fake exterior." He taunted you. "You're obviously scared. I can tell since your hands are shaking and your forehead is sweating." He took a step forward.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You challenged back. Closing in on the distance in between, you also took a step forward.

The sound of him sucking air through his teeth made its way to your ears. "Sure you don't." He replied with complete sarcasm.