Hiii! Do you do fics with Spider? If so, can you make one where spider is friends with girl his age (also human) and its kinda a slow burn till she confesses first? Ty :3
The Words You Couldn't Keep
Note: thia is the first time someone request me spider, and the first time i write about him, i hope you like it!
The first time anyone saw the two of you together, they assumed you were siblings.
Both of you were human children growing up among the Na'vi. Both of you stumbled over Pandoran roots, complained about breathing masks when you were younger, and both of you were constantly getting into trouble for wandering farther into the forest than anyone had allowed.
Now you were both sixteen.
Spider had grown taller, his blond dreadlocks hanging around his face, his smile just as reckless as ever. You had changed too, your hair tied back most days so it wouldn't catch on branches while climbing, your hands permanently marked with tiny scars from years spent exploring Pandora.
Everyone knew where Spider was.
If he wasn't with Kiri or the Sully family...
Spider barely finished speaking before taking off.
"Oh, you're cheating!" you shouted, laughing as you chased after him.
"You have to catch me first!"
Leaves slapped against your legs while vines swung overhead. Spider knew every shortcut through the jungle, but so did you.
You launched yourself over a fallen log.
"...You're actually catching up."
He reached the river first—but only because he threw himself into the water before you could tag him.
You stopped at the edge, breathing hard.
Spider floated on his back with the widest grin imaginable.
You laughed despite yourself.
It had always been easy with him.
The two of you collected strange plants together.
Built little shelters just to see if you could survive a rainstorm.
Without either of you realizing it...
The friendship slowly became something neither of you knew how to name.
One afternoon, you found Spider sitting alone on a cliff overlooking the floating mountains.
He didn't hear you approach.
He looked over his shoulder.
Neither of you spoke for several minutes.
Silence had never been awkward between you.
The breeze carried the scent of damp earth while distant ikran cries echoed through the valley.
"Do you ever wonder where you belong?"
"I don't fit with humans."
"I don't really fit with the Na'vi either."
"So where does that leave me?"
You bumped your shoulder against his.
His smile was small this time.
"You always know what to say."
You looked away before he noticed.
Months became another year.
Every time another girl smiled at Spider...
Every time he laughed with someone else...
You hated yourself for feeling jealous.
He hadn't done anything wrong.
He was just your best friend.
That was what you kept telling yourself.
One evening, both of you climbed onto a familiar cliff to watch the stars.
Spider lay on his back with his hands behind his head.
"Remember when we were ten?"
"When you tried to ride a hexapede?"
"I was hoping you'd forgotten."
"It threw me into a pond."
"I had something in my eye."
"I was expressing concern."
You laughed so hard your sides hurt.
Spider watched you laugh.
He forgot to laugh himself.
The moonlight softened your face.
You had grown up together.
He'd watched you become stronger.
His chest felt strangely tight.
He quickly looked away before you noticed.
Because he suddenly stopped.
The way he always ruffled your hair.
It only made your own feelings worse.
You couldn't keep pretending.
The next afternoon, you asked him to meet you by the river.
Spider arrived almost immediately.
Your hands wouldn't stop shaking.
Spider noticed immediately.
"It's... not something that happened."
Your voice became barely a whisper.
"...I'm scared everything will change."
"You can tell me anything."
"And nothing's going to change."
"You can't promise that."
You took one slow breath.
You looked directly into his eyes.
"I don't mean as my best friend."
Birds chirped somewhere overhead.
The river continued flowing as if nothing important had just happened.
"I've liked you for... I don't even know."
Your eyes were already beginning to sting.
"You don't have to say anything."
"If you don't feel the same..."
You forced yourself to smile.
He simply stared at you as though his mind had completely stopped working.
Ran a hand through his hair.
Not because it was funny.
Because he genuinely didn't know how to process what he'd just heard.
"You've been carrying that around..."
He looked at you with disbelief.
He took one careful step closer.
He rubbed the back of his neck.
He quickly shook his head.
Another nervous laugh escaped him.
"You completely surprised me."
You searched his face, trying to read what he couldn't yet say.
"I don't know what this means," he admitted softly. "But I do know one thing."
"I don't want to lose you."
The words weren't a confession.
But when his fingers found yours and held on instead of letting go...
You realized they didn't have to be.
For the first time, neither of you pulled away.
