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Night falls on Pandora as the two mitsfits sit in front of the glass bottle full of tequila between them. For a while, they just stare at it. Aonung thinks this is a horrible idea. While Lo'ak is already thinking of a way to use it.
Lo'ak- Drink it.
Aonung- What? You drink it im not touching that stuff.
Lo'ak- Lets both drink it!
Aonung- Knock yourself out.
Lo'ak pouts because he doesn't want to drink alone, and Aonung is being a buzzkill.
Lo'ak-What about a challenge?
He knew that would work because Aonung is super competitive.
Aonung- I'm listening?
Lo'ak- You know that strip of land 100 clicks east from here?
Aonung nods.
Lo'ak- We will race! Me on Ikran and you on Skimwing.
Aonung thinks for a moment but ultimately agrees to this exciting challenge.
Neteyam walks around with a basket full of weaving supplies and sets it down next to the supply mauri. It's almost eclipes and he hasn't seen his brother or Aonung all day. No matter he will just wait until they come back. It's not like he wanted to see Aonung anyway. His stupid smug face always makes him feel... weird.
Aonung- Forest Boy!
Neteyam- Aonung?
Aonung comes tumbling towards Neteyam, and he barely catches the Metkiyana from falling.
Neteyam holds onto him and checks for wounds. It's obvious something is wrong with him, and Neteyam gets worried, thinking something horrible has happened.
Neteyam- Are you okay? What happened?
Aonung- You worry too much, Forest Boy.
Aonung slurs his words.
Neteyam- I see no wounds, but you're acting weird.
Aonung- Oh, shush. It's just from the Tekili.
Neteyam- The wha-?
Aonung covers his mouth with his finned hand and smiles.
He then gets dangerously close to Neteyam's face.
Aonung- Why don-*hiccups* You talk to me anymore?
Neteyam can't answer since his mouth is closed and he's not even sure he wants to.
He also can't move since Aonung is still up against him.
Awkward.
Neteyam removes his hand from his mouth and sits Aonung down, and Neteyam sits right next to him.
Neteyam- Do I need to take you to the Tsahik? Or are you gonna start acting sensible?
Aonung- Noooooo~ I just wanna talk.
Neteyam feels as if his head will pop off. This is the longest he has been with him since his weird feelings arrived.
Neteyam- About what?
Aonung- Us! Are you dense, Forest Boy?
Neteyam- Aonung, there isn't anything we could possibly-
His words were cut off by Aonung's lips.
The feeling foreign and exciting ignites a flame that neither of them knew they had.
Neteyam has no idea what's happening, but doesn't pull away or argue. He tells himself that this is a dream or maybe he's sick and nothings happening right now.
But no. The scent of the ocean boy and sand underneath him feels all too real for this to be fake. So he stays still. Not breathing nor moving.
Just still.
The abrupt kiss ends, and Neteyam has to gasp for air since he held his breath for a while.
Aonung stares at him. As if he were searching for something.
The silence could kill. And Neteyam wants to die.
Aonung- So?
So what? What could Aonung want him to say? He is at a loss for words. Nobody taught him how to react in this situation.
Aonung- Just please tell me you felt it too.
One thought runs through his head.
"I did."
Whatever they were feeling, he felt it. Maybe it was the rush of a unwranted act, but he felt it too.
Neteyam nods.
Nothing happens for a while. It's just them there. In silence. What could they possibly do with this new information?
Neither of them knew.
Aonung- I felt really upset when you started avoiding me.
Neteyam glances over at him. Slightly guilty for avoiding him for so long. Affections are not his strong suit.
Aonung- I just wanted to be near you.
Neteyam can't help but smile a bit. His heart grows warm from this soft side of Aonung.
Out of nowhere, Aonung pukes up whatever he ate in the past 5 hours, and it shocks Neteyam completely.
Neteyam- Are you okay?!
Aonung nods, but then he throws up again.
Neteyam- Thats it, I'm taking you to the Tsahik.
He helps Aonung up while he protests and walks him back to the mauris, where Ronal is.
Then comes the morning, and Neteyam finds out that Lo'ak had given Aonung alcohol, and he was drunk.
He might not have the full story, but it's enough to gather that what happened last night was a fluke. And nothing else.
11 YEARS LATER:
Neteyam- And that's how your father and I met tsamsiyu.
Pivi giggles at her papa lovingly and smiles.
Aonung walks into their mauri with a fresh hunt and sets it down.
Neteyam's ears perk up as he sees his mate walk over to him and their halfbreed child.
Aonung- Hey, you two!
He sits down next to them on the mat and holds Neteyam, burying his face into his neck.
Neteyam- Welcome, come. I was just telling Pivi about how we met.
Aonung- It's not THAT one, is it?
Neteyam- Of course it is! My favorite one
He says, looking down at their beautiful child.
Neteyam giggles.
Neteyam- Itsn't it funny how the only time you confessed your love for me was drunk?
Aonung holds him tighter, and he sighs.
Neteyam- Drunk in love.
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OKKKKAAYYYY THAT MARKS THE END OF THIS BOOKK!!!!
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