.𖥔 ݁ ˖ SOFT ! ★.
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a small story of teenage love 🪐
Warnings! : sickness, throwing up(not grossly detailed.)
note! : this is my first ever fanfic so be easy on me please 😭 dont really like this broo
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Translations!
yawntu= beloved/love
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Neteyam was soft. His hands were smooth, his chest was like a pillow and his cheeks felt so good to caress.
other than the outside, hes also soft on the inside . He would always be there for you, give you gifts and take care of you when you had hard times, he was just..soft.
One time you werent feeling good and you kept throwing up. Neteyam would never be grossed out, instead he keeps your hair out of the way, his fingers acting like a hairband and whispers sweet things to you to make you feel okay and safe.
'oh..i know. ' he said quietly like a whisper, rubbing your back as you were whining in pain after each gag .
'its over soon yawntu..' he petted the back your head, scratching it.
or you two would go on trips together like ikran dates , sneaking out , climbing trees and just having a good time together. you guys always would forget the time and next thing you know you wake up to see your head on neteyam soft chest, together on the forest floor, asleep.
"Neteyam we should head back..-" you mumble to him but he just responses in a small groan and pulls you closer, wanting to feel your comforting warmth.
"Our parents will be mad !!" You whisper yell, you guys both know what consequences there are. "They can wait.." he says quietly, but clearly.
"but-"
"no"
You didnt have a choice.