"His Jealousy." - Neteyam Sully
one shot. maybe.
pairings: neteyam x metakyina!reader
wc: 1k+
desc: he's never like this. not until he sees you with him again, and this time he can't handle it.
cw: none..i think? i don't think there's really anything in here that warrants a warning.
a/n: ohhh myy gosh guys thanks for the support on my last post!! i literally felt like that was such a slop piece but ig not?? i love ur guys' comments feel free to request or yknow ttm im always bored. also i didn't proofread this sorry
He’s never been the type to be possessive. It just wasn’t in his nature… at least not until he sees how Ayayto inches closer to you without warning, how his eyes dance over your features in a way that seemed too intimate for “just being polite.” But he wasn’t the jealous type… right?
It sure didn’t look like it when his ears flicked back to press against his head, his tail swishing behind him in annoyance. Even his fists were clenched, and anybody in a ten miles radius could tell something had irritated to young man.
“You know, my mother makes this very nice nawmstexli bowl. You should come and try it sometime,” Ayayto offered, being awfully kind to a woman he "had no wrong intentions" with.
Ayayto was a known warrior around the reefs, especially with your family. You were the daughter of the Olo’eyktan after all, so the strongest warriors were very close to your father. That meant you knew of him, but you two never really talked. Well, you never talked to him.
“Yeah, maybe–”
“Hey… Ronal needs you.” Neteyam came up behind you, slowly slipping a hand around your waist, his tail flicking against the sand. Apparently he couldn’t handle seeing you with him for that long, and his jealousy reared its ugly head.
You just looked up at him, a mix of shock and amusement on your face. You knew why he was doing this. He was so jealous, and now he was never going to live it down. Especially when things like this never happened because of his “maturity.”
“Just one second,” you excused yourself, standing from the log in the sand to go somewhere more private. He already had that look on his face, the one that said “don’t laugh at me” all over it.
“Before you say anything, I’m not jealous.” He said quickly, just as soon as you guys were behind a few mangrove branches.
“Yes you are. You just don’t want to admit it.” Your reply was quick because you were sure of the answer.
“I’m sorry, it was just painful watching that.” He said, pulling you just a little bit closer.
You were too busy thinking of all the ways to tease him about this to notice.
“Watching what?,” you responded, smirking and carrying that sneaky tone in your voice.
“His terrible attempt at flirting.” He said, before holding back a chuckle. He was messing with you just as much as you were messing with him. You were just more prideful about it.
“He wasn’t flirting. Our family knows his mother very well. He just wanted me to try the food.”
You both knew that wasn’t true. Ayayto had been trailing around you since you were 13, waiting for some chance for you two to be together. Ronal was persistent on the idea that you two bond, since you had given up your training as tsakarem for Tsireya. She thought it was better for you to bond with someone from your own clan, someone who had a good relationship with the family. Of course, that only wanted you to bond with Neteyam more.
“Sure he wasn’t. I saw it, Y/N. Nobody looks at another Na’vi like that unless they want to mate.”
You just rolled your eyes. You never really indulged in Ayayto’s flirting, especially because you were happy with Neteyam, but sometimes you liked to see the boy’s reaction when you even agreed to have a meal sometime. His whole face would light up and he’d get all confident, but Neteyam hated it. He liked you when you were only flirting with one guy. Him.
“Well, if you were jealous, I hope you know no other guy is worth my time more than you.”
You said, a softer smile on your face now. Over time, since you and Neteyam had started seeing each other, you started to notice the smaller things about being around someone you actually enjoyed being with. You were used to being set up with warriors and soldiers that would keep your social status high, not people who were even the slightest bit interesting… but when the Sully’s came? You were full tunnel-vision on Neteyam from the beginning.
Every time you and Neteyam were together, you would teach him something new. How to properly ride an Ilu, how to hold your breath for longer than three minutes, how to cut up yovo fruit, anything. Then he started teaching you things. You were one of the first Metkayina to ride an ikran, and also one of the first to even try and learn archery. Around the reef, there were a lot more spears than arrows, but now you were pretty familiar with both.
“Well, I’m not, but if I was..”
He pulled you just a little closer, and this time, you could feel the distance close.
“I would hope you know I feel the same about you.”
You leaned in a little and he mirrored you, just enough for your lips to plant a kiss against his. It was soft, brief but meaningful. You never wanted him to worry about you being with another man, but you liked seeing that side of him come out every once in a while. It reminded you that he cared, that he didn’t want to see you with anyone but himself. And that was a comforting thought.
“Hmm, I wonder if mother still needs me,” you said, just after his lips unlatched from yours. His poor excuse to get you away from Ayayto hadn’t been brought up yet, and you thought maybe this was a good time.
“I’m sure she’s alright by now.”
His response didn’t surprise you, but you still cracked a little smile.
Still, you wouldn't let him live this down. He rarely ever got jealous, and when he did he was never very subtle about it. He would rather die than admit it, but maybe once they were alone, and the sun had gone to rest while the moon lit up the night sky, he’d slip a little apology for cutting off your conversation for his own issues.
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