a humble poster made for my aonunete fic
He has a good heart. One Neteyam is fascinated by. So he touches Ao'nung's chest, hand open, feeling the gentle movement of his large ribcage breathing. Neteyam closes his eyes and can go deeper. Tudum. Tudum. His heartbeat is like a melody. He would like to see it - Ao'nung's heart -, touch it with his lips in a gentle kiss.
you can read 'phantom strings' here









