synopsis . . when your best friend is utterly in love with you───𝟕𝗁𝗎𝗇 ✿ best friend! neteyam ✶ ' 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 kisses ´ᯅ` ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ 𝗆𝗂𝗎𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
were best friends always like this?
always this close, so intimate. allowing the weight of their shoulders to be shared by each other. neteyam had gone that far, he had needed you like no other. and now he’s too deep into it that he couldn’t physically bring himself back up from the hole he drugged into.
nor does he want to.
you think he doesn’t look at you.
the stars being a prettier view, each piece holding their part for the bigger picture. but what is a few stars compared to the beauty that you have?
it’s only for neteyam to admire. only for him to see.
he looks at you, a simple smile on his face always. sometimes you pretend he doesn’t. you try to. but how could you ignore and turn a blind eye when his eyes hold everything his tongue refuses to spill?
he watches you do everything so gently. how you check the temperature of a river before you step in. how easy you tie a knot, how you bond with your ikran before riding it. he watches your every move with admiration.
he is careful, reverent.
“you are awake again.” you whisper, not looking at him.
“i cannot sleep.” neteyam admits, but a small smile tugs at his face when he looks at you.
you couldn’t help but scoff. “you used to sleep like a rock.”
“because i had no other thing to worry for besides my own head.” the words slip out his mouth, his reasoning making sense for the way his heart beat twice as fast when he saw you.
neteyam wishes he could tell you. oh, how much he adored you. how much he cared for you. if you were his, he would’ve given you the universe if he could.
but he stays still. he doesn’t move, only grounded—his actions are as free as the words dancing on his tongue.
the boy looks away, scared he may say the wrong thing to scare you away. scared his emotions might this all feel too real.
“teyam—tell me.” you insist, wanting to know what went on in that little mind of his that contained so much. “you are more quiet today.”
“because i’m scared.” neteyam admits. the only words he’d say, the only spill he’d allow from his heart.
“is it me you’re scared of?” you dare to question.
neteyam doesn’t skip a beat—his eyes immediately find you. “no! never.” he yells too quickly,
“sevin, how could i be scared of you?” his smile only comforts you for a moment longer. ( trans : pretty )
he exhales, looking back at the stars above. "i am scared. not of you—but of what i could say...what i would say," his stutters are small but you notice every single one of them. "if i ruin this—us...if you leave,"
you turn to him, your hand enveloping his in the utmost warmth you could provide him.
allowing yourself to see more than a warrior, more than the son of toruk makto—the next olo'eyktan, you see a boy who is afraid of what's to come. a boy who only you could comfort.
"neteyam." you let a whisper out, a small prayer you keep close to yourself. "you won't ever ruin what we have, no matter what you do." you shift closer without thinking—his breath hitches. "you hold too much of me."
then he laughs, soft and weary. "you make me like this, i've never noticed it until now. around you...i am so vulnerable." the sweetness threaded through his voice keeps you on edge. "great mother did not make me this way."
"this is you, teyam. you cannot control it." the words pour out as you look at neteyam with a smile. "live into it."
"i want to," his smile trembles for a moment before he continues. "i want to live in the way you smile when you sleep, the way you whistle at the river stones like they are friends of yours. i want to...live in the way you roam through the forest with no care." he pauses, wanting to find just the right word to explain all the emotions he's going through.
but he can't.
"i want to live in the way you are unapologetically you. it scares me because i have to right to want all of it." he holds your fingers for just a moment, scared you'll let go—but you wouldn't dare. "yet i do."
the confession settles over you like the warmth you receive on a summer night. it is not grand as you imagined it would be, it mereges from hearts beneath. exactly like how you would expect a person to fall for somebody. and that is what you experience now.
"say it—" you breath out. you try to stay calm although your pulse quickens, dying to hear it from his mouth. "say the part you are scared of."
he blinks, and then;
neteyam leans in.
he closes the distance between you both like he imagined doing countless nights. it is more of a consummation than a confession, he wanted to cherish every part of you before he devours you.
it is a sealing of the truth he kept hidden in the shadows for years. and now he trembles beneath you; his one and only love.
synopsis . . when your best friend is utterly in love with you───𝟕𝗁𝗎𝗇 ✿ best friend! neteyam ✶ ' 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 kisses ´ᯅ` ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ 𝗆𝗂𝗎𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
were best friends always like this?
always this close, so intimate. allowing the weight of their shoulders to be shared by each other. neteyam had gone that far, he had needed you like no other. and now he’s too deep into it that he couldn’t physically bring himself back up from the hole he drugged into.
nor does he want to.
you think he doesn’t look at you.
the stars being a prettier view, each piece holding their part for the bigger picture. but what is a few stars compared to the beauty that you have?
it’s only for neteyam to admire. only for him to see.
he looks at you, a simple smile on his face always. sometimes you pretend he doesn’t. you try to. but how could you ignore and turn a blind eye when his eyes hold everything his tongue refuses to spill?
he watches you do everything so gently. how you check the temperature of a river before you step in. how easy you tie a knot, how you bond with your ikran before riding it. he watches your every move with admiration.
he is careful, reverent.
“you are awake again.” you whisper, not looking at him.
“i cannot sleep.” neteyam admits, but a small smile tugs at his face when he looks at you.
you couldn’t help but scoff. “you used to sleep like a rock.”
“because i had no other thing to worry for besides my own head.” the words slip out his mouth, his reasoning making sense for the way his heart beat twice as fast when he saw you.
neteyam wishes he could tell you. oh, how much he adored you. how much he cared for you. if you were his, he would’ve given you the universe if he could.
but he stays still. he doesn’t move, only grounded—his actions are as free as the words dancing on his tongue.
the boy looks away, scared he may say the wrong thing to scare you away. scared his emotions might this all feel too real.
“teyam—tell me.” you insist, wanting to know what went on in that little mind of his that contained so much. “you are more quiet today.”
“because i’m scared.” neteyam admits. the only words he’d say, the only spill he’d allow from his heart.
“is it me you’re scared of?” you dare to question.
neteyam doesn’t skip a beat—his eyes immediately find you. “no! never.” he yells too quickly,
“sevin, how could i be scared of you?” his smile only comforts you for a moment longer. ( trans : pretty )
he exhales, looking back at the stars above. "i am scared. not of you—but of what i could say...what i would say," his stutters are small but you notice every single one of them. "if i ruin this—us...if you leave,"
you turn to him, your hand enveloping his in the utmost warmth you could provide him.
allowing yourself to see more than a warrior, more than the son of toruk makto—the next olo'eyktan, you see a boy who is afraid of what's to come. a boy who only you could comfort.
"neteyam." you let a whisper out, a small prayer you keep close to yourself. "you won't ever ruin what we have, no matter what you do." you shift closer without thinking—his breath hitches. "you hold too much of me."
then he laughs, soft and weary. "you make me like this, i've never noticed it until now. around you...i am so vulnerable." the sweetness threaded through his voice keeps you on edge. "great mother did not make me this way."
"this is you, teyam. you cannot control it." the words pour out as you look at neteyam with a smile. "live into it."
"i want to," his smile trembles for a moment before he continues. "i want to live in the way you smile when you sleep, the way you whistle at the river stones like they are friends of yours. i want to...live in the way you roam through the forest with no care." he pauses, wanting to find just the right word to explain all the emotions he's going through.
but he can't.
"i want to live in the way you are unapologetically you. it scares me because i have to right to want all of it." he holds your fingers for just a moment, scared you'll let go—but you wouldn't dare. "yet i do."
the confession settles over you like the warmth you receive on a summer night. it is not grand as you imagined it would be, it mereges from hearts beneath. exactly like how you would expect a person to fall for somebody. and that is what you experience now.
"say it—" you breath out. you try to stay calm although your pulse quickens, dying to hear it from his mouth. "say the part you are scared of."
he blinks, and then;
neteyam leans in.
he closes the distance between you both like he imagined doing countless nights. it is more of a consummation than a confession, he wanted to cherish every part of you before he devours you.
it is a sealing of the truth he kept hidden in the shadows for years. and now he trembles beneath you; his one and only love.
synopsis . . when your best friend is utterly in love with you───𝟕𝗁𝗎𝗇 ✿ best friend! neteyam ✶ ' 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 kisses ´ᯅ` ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ 𝗆𝗂𝗎𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
were best friends always like this?
always this close, so intimate. allowing the weight of their shoulders to be shared by each other. neteyam had gone that far, he had needed you like no other. and now he’s too deep into it that he couldn’t physically bring himself back up from the hole he drugged into.
nor does he want to.
you think he doesn’t look at you.
the stars being a prettier view, each piece holding their part for the bigger picture. but what is a few stars compared to the beauty that you have?
it’s only for neteyam to admire. only for him to see.
he looks at you, a simple smile on his face always. sometimes you pretend he doesn’t. you try to. but how could you ignore and turn a blind eye when his eyes hold everything his tongue refuses to spill?
he watches you do everything so gently. how you check the temperature of a river before you step in. how easy you tie a knot, how you bond with your ikran before riding it. he watches your every move with admiration.
he is careful, reverent.
“you are awake again.” you whisper, not looking at him.
“i cannot sleep.” neteyam admits, but a small smile tugs at his face when he looks at you.
you couldn’t help but scoff. “you used to sleep like a rock.”
“because i had no other thing to worry for besides my own head.” the words slip out his mouth, his reasoning making sense for the way his heart beat twice as fast when he saw you.
neteyam wishes he could tell you. oh, how much he adored you. how much he cared for you. if you were his, he would’ve given you the universe if he could.
but he stays still. he doesn’t move, only grounded—his actions are as free as the words dancing on his tongue.
the boy looks away, scared he may say the wrong thing to scare you away. scared his emotions might this all feel too real.
“teyam—tell me.” you insist, wanting to know what went on in that little mind of his that contained so much. “you are more quiet today.”
“because i’m scared.” neteyam admits. the only words he’d say, the only spill he’d allow from his heart.
“is it me you’re scared of?” you dare to question.
neteyam doesn’t skip a beat—his eyes immediately find you. “no! never.” he yells too quickly,
“sevin, how could i be scared of you?” his smile only comforts you for a moment longer. ( trans : pretty )
he exhales, looking back at the stars above. "i am scared. not of you—but of what i could say...what i would say," his stutters are small but you notice every single one of them. "if i ruin this—us...if you leave,"
you turn to him, your hand enveloping his in the utmost warmth you could provide him.
allowing yourself to see more than a warrior, more than the son of toruk makto—the next olo'eyktan, you see a boy who is afraid of what's to come. a boy who only you could comfort.
"neteyam." you let a whisper out, a small prayer you keep close to yourself. "you won't ever ruin what we have, no matter what you do." you shift closer without thinking—his breath hitches. "you hold too much of me."
then he laughs, soft and weary. "you make me like this, i've never noticed it until now. around you...i am so vulnerable." the sweetness threaded through his voice keeps you on edge. "great mother did not make me this way."
"this is you, teyam. you cannot control it." the words pour out as you look at neteyam with a smile. "live into it."
"i want to," his smile trembles for a moment before he continues. "i want to live in the way you smile when you sleep, the way you whistle at the river stones like they are friends of yours. i want to...live in the way you roam through the forest with no care." he pauses, wanting to find just the right word to explain all the emotions he's going through.
but he can't.
"i want to live in the way you are unapologetically you. it scares me because i have to right to want all of it." he holds your fingers for just a moment, scared you'll let go—but you wouldn't dare. "yet i do."
the confession settles over you like the warmth you receive on a summer night. it is not grand as you imagined it would be, it mereges from hearts beneath. exactly like how you would expect a person to fall for somebody. and that is what you experience now.
"say it—" you breath out. you try to stay calm although your pulse quickens, dying to hear it from his mouth. "say the part you are scared of."
he blinks, and then;
neteyam leans in.
he closes the distance between you both like he imagined doing countless nights. it is more of a consummation than a confession, he wanted to cherish every part of you before he devours you.
it is a sealing of the truth he kept hidden in the shadows for years. and now he trembles beneath you; his one and only love.
synopsis . . when your best friend is utterly in love with you───𝟕𝗁𝗎𝗇 ✿ best friend! neteyam ✶ ' 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 kisses ´ᯅ` ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ 𝗆𝗂𝗎𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
were best friends always like this?
always this close, so intimate. allowing the weight of their shoulders to be shared by each other. neteyam had gone that far, he had needed you like no other. and now he’s too deep into it that he couldn’t physically bring himself back up from the hole he drugged into.
nor does he want to.
you think he doesn’t look at you.
the stars being a prettier view, each piece holding their part for the bigger picture. but what is a few stars compared to the beauty that you have?
it’s only for neteyam to admire. only for him to see.
he looks at you, a simple smile on his face always. sometimes you pretend he doesn’t. you try to. but how could you ignore and turn a blind eye when his eyes hold everything his tongue refuses to spill?
he watches you do everything so gently. how you check the temperature of a river before you step in. how easy you tie a knot, how you bond with your ikran before riding it. he watches your every move with admiration.
he is careful, reverent.
“you are awake again.” you whisper, not looking at him.
“i cannot sleep.” neteyam admits, but a small smile tugs at his face when he looks at you.
you couldn’t help but scoff. “you used to sleep like a rock.”
“because i had no other thing to worry for besides my own head.” the words slip out his mouth, his reasoning making sense for the way his heart beat twice as fast when he saw you.
neteyam wishes he could tell you. oh, how much he adored you. how much he cared for you. if you were his, he would’ve given you the universe if he could.
but he stays still. he doesn’t move, only grounded—his actions are as free as the words dancing on his tongue.
the boy looks away, scared he may say the wrong thing to scare you away. scared his emotions might this all feel too real.
“teyam—tell me.” you insist, wanting to know what went on in that little mind of his that contained so much. “you are more quiet today.”
“because i’m scared.” neteyam admits. the only words he’d say, the only spill he’d allow from his heart.
“is it me you’re scared of?” you dare to question.
neteyam doesn’t skip a beat—his eyes immediately find you. “no! never.” he yells too quickly,
“sevin, how could i be scared of you?” his smile only comforts you for a moment longer. ( trans : pretty )
he exhales, looking back at the stars above. "i am scared. not of you—but of what i could say...what i would say," his stutters are small but you notice every single one of them. "if i ruin this—us...if you leave,"
you turn to him, your hand enveloping his in the utmost warmth you could provide him.
allowing yourself to see more than a warrior, more than the son of toruk makto—the next olo'eyktan, you see a boy who is afraid of what's to come. a boy who only you could comfort.
"neteyam." you let a whisper out, a small prayer you keep close to yourself. "you won't ever ruin what we have, no matter what you do." you shift closer without thinking—his breath hitches. "you hold too much of me."
then he laughs, soft and weary. "you make me like this, i've never noticed it until now. around you...i am so vulnerable." the sweetness threaded through his voice keeps you on edge. "great mother did not make me this way."
"this is you, teyam. you cannot control it." the words pour out as you look at neteyam with a smile. "live into it."
"i want to," his smile trembles for a moment before he continues. "i want to live in the way you smile when you sleep, the way you whistle at the river stones like they are friends of yours. i want to...live in the way you roam through the forest with no care." he pauses, wanting to find just the right word to explain all the emotions he's going through.
but he can't.
"i want to live in the way you are unapologetically you. it scares me because i have to right to want all of it." he holds your fingers for just a moment, scared you'll let go—but you wouldn't dare. "yet i do."
the confession settles over you like the warmth you receive on a summer night. it is not grand as you imagined it would be, it mereges from hearts beneath. exactly like how you would expect a person to fall for somebody. and that is what you experience now.
"say it—" you breath out. you try to stay calm although your pulse quickens, dying to hear it from his mouth. "say the part you are scared of."
he blinks, and then;
neteyam leans in.
he closes the distance between you both like he imagined doing countless nights. it is more of a consummation than a confession, he wanted to cherish every part of you before he devours you.
it is a sealing of the truth he kept hidden in the shadows for years. and now he trembles beneath you; his one and only love.
synopsis . . when your best friend is utterly in love with you───𝟕𝗁𝗎𝗇 ✿ best friend! neteyam ✶ ' 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 kisses ´ᯅ` ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ 𝗆𝗂𝗎𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾
were best friends always like this?
always this close, so intimate. allowing the weight of their shoulders to be shared by each other. neteyam had gone that far, he had needed you like no other. and now he’s too deep into it that he couldn’t physically bring himself back up from the hole he drugged into.
nor does he want to.
you think he doesn’t look at you.
the stars being a prettier view, each piece holding their part for the bigger picture. but what is a few stars compared to the beauty that you have?
it’s only for neteyam to admire. only for him to see.
he looks at you, a simple smile on his face always. sometimes you pretend he doesn’t. you try to. but how could you ignore and turn a blind eye when his eyes hold everything his tongue refuses to spill?
he watches you do everything so gently. how you check the temperature of a river before you step in. how easy you tie a knot, how you bond with your ikran before riding it. he watches your every move with admiration.
he is careful, reverent.
“you are awake again.” you whisper, not looking at him.
“i cannot sleep.” neteyam admits, but a small smile tugs at his face when he looks at you.
you couldn’t help but scoff. “you used to sleep like a rock.”
“because i had no other thing to worry for besides my own head.” the words slip out his mouth, his reasoning making sense for the way his heart beat twice as fast when he saw you.
neteyam wishes he could tell you. oh, how much he adored you. how much he cared for you. if you were his, he would’ve given you the universe if he could.
but he stays still. he doesn’t move, only grounded—his actions are as free as the words dancing on his tongue.
the boy looks away, scared he may say the wrong thing to scare you away. scared his emotions might this all feel too real.
“teyam—tell me.” you insist, wanting to know what went on in that little mind of his that contained so much. “you are more quiet today.”
“because i’m scared.” neteyam admits. the only words he’d say, the only spill he’d allow from his heart.
“is it me you’re scared of?” you dare to question.
neteyam doesn’t skip a beat—his eyes immediately find you. “no! never.” he yells too quickly,
“sevin, how could i be scared of you?” his smile only comforts you for a moment longer. ( trans : pretty )
he exhales, looking back at the stars above. "i am scared. not of you—but of what i could say...what i would say," his stutters are small but you notice every single one of them. "if i ruin this—us...if you leave,"
you turn to him, your hand enveloping his in the utmost warmth you could provide him.
allowing yourself to see more than a warrior, more than the son of toruk makto—the next olo'eyktan, you see a boy who is afraid of what's to come. a boy who only you could comfort.
"neteyam." you let a whisper out, a small prayer you keep close to yourself. "you won't ever ruin what we have, no matter what you do." you shift closer without thinking—his breath hitches. "you hold too much of me."
then he laughs, soft and weary. "you make me like this, i've never noticed it until now. around you...i am so vulnerable." the sweetness threaded through his voice keeps you on edge. "great mother did not make me this way."
"this is you, teyam. you cannot control it." the words pour out as you look at neteyam with a smile. "live into it."
"i want to," his smile trembles for a moment before he continues. "i want to live in the way you smile when you sleep, the way you whistle at the river stones like they are friends of yours. i want to...live in the way you roam through the forest with no care." he pauses, wanting to find just the right word to explain all the emotions he's going through.
but he can't.
"i want to live in the way you are unapologetically you. it scares me because i have no right to want all of it." he holds your fingers for just a moment, scared you'll let go—but you wouldn't dare. "yet i do."
the confession settles over you like the warmth you receive on a summer night. it is not grand as you imagined it would be, it mereges from hearts beneath. exactly like how you would expect a person to fall for somebody. and that is what you experience now.
"say it—" you breath out. you try to stay calm although your pulse quickens, dying to hear it from his mouth. "say the part you are scared of."
he blinks, and then;
neteyam leans in.
he closes the distance between you both like he imagined doing countless nights. it is more of a consummation than a confession, he wanted to cherish every part of you before he devours you.
it is a sealing of the truth he kept hidden in the shadows for years. and now he trembles beneath you; his one and only love.
lovesick 𝖿𝗍 . neteyam fluff ─ when your best friend is utterly in love with you
𝗢𝟮 . 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗢
𝗍𝖻𝖺.
𝗢𝟯 . 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗦
𝗍𝖻𝖺.
𝗢𝟰 . 𝗝𝗝𝗞
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