My AO3 story tags are intimidating, but I promise once you’re done walking through a mile of sh*t Shawshank Redemption style, you’ll see my writing isn’t as mediocre as you thought… or is it? *winks with both eyes*
Trying to find the will to finish the next chapter of Know You (and to LIVE) after seeing Fire and Ash🥲 it was a good movie, but I think I was turned off most of all by Jake trying to murder Spider.
Description: After months of hiding his feelings, So'lek is forced to confess.
Warnings: Angry love confession, fluff
Word count: 1.8k
A/n: This is for @junebugonjupiter jealousy in june event! The prompts are 9,12,32. Based on this request and this request.
So’lek could not remember when he fell in love with you. It was just a constant in his mind, as if it had always been there. He loved everything about you, the way you carried yourself, the way you always jumped to help others, and your love for Pandora.
You, of course, were oblivious. Maybe he liked it that way, after all, you were still learning your place on Pandora. However, it did irritate him quite a lot. He would do things for you that may seem small to sky people, but to the Na’vi, they held significance. To be more specific, courting gestures.
He would sharpen your weapons without you having told him they needed it. He brings you your favorite fruits whenever he gets the chance to, simply telling you it's because he knows you love them. He would pay closer attention to you during RDA missions or stand next to you at every resistance meeting.
Wherever you were, he gravitated towards you.
You noticed his kindness, but to you, it came off as him being more of a mentor, much to So’leks dismay. He was perfectly content with keeping his feelings a secret for the time being. All he wanted was for you to be happy and to discover your place in a world that is new to you.
This, of course, all changed when other Na’vi men thought they could try their luck with you.
Again, because you were not familiar with Na’vi courting customs, you were oblivious to their advances. Taking every gesture as a friendly act of kindness. So’lek knew, and it infuriated him.
His restraint was dwindling by the day.
You were not completely oblivious; you had noticed some hints of how So’lek feels for you. The first instance was subtle, but it held great weight.
The resistance was planning a strike against the RDA. It was simple, really, taking down an extraction site. You had been explaining the mission to So’lek, as he did not understand the way the facility worked and how to shut it down. You were crouched down next to him, with a map of the facility in front of you. You had not been talking very long, so the excuse of him having spaced out was not possible.
After you noticed he had not said much of anything, you looked over at him to gauge whether or not he understood, only to find him staring at you, not the map. It caught you off guard, your ears pinning back slightly.
“So’lek, are you even listening to me?” Your tone was not accusing, only teasing.
As if you had broken him from his trance, he shook his head, his face blushing purple. He cursed himself for being caught. There goes being subtle.
“I am sorry, could you please explain it to me again?” He choked out his words, feeling increasingly embarrassed.
You giggled and nodded as you began to explain it to him again.
That was the moment you realized he sees you as more than just someone he mentors. From then on, you started to notice every little thing he did.
So, you decided to return the favor. He had always done so much for you. Giving him a gift would surely be a good way to show your gratitude.
It was a simple gift, really. You had made him a new string for his bow, and you even added little charms to it that you knew he would like.
You had waited for the right moment to give it to him. When he was alone, and you were certain that no one would bother you. To you, the gift was mostly to show gratitude, but you secretly hoped he would see it as more.
When you approached him, he was sitting by the fire, back turned to you. You sat down next to him, putting your hand on his shoulder as you do. He immediately turned, his face softening once he realized it was you.
“What is it you need?” He asked you, always ready to be of service to you.
“Actually, I have something for you. Something I made.”
He visibly perked up at this, leaning closer to you so he could see what you had for him. When you pulled out the bow string you made, he felt his heart skip a beat.
“How did you know I needed a new one?”
“I pay closer attention to you than you think, So’lek.”
Blush bloomed across his face, painting it a deep purple. He stammered to find the right words. It had been so long since anyone had been thoughtful enough to gift him something like this.
“Thank you, it has been a long time since I received a gift from someone.”
This saddened you, but you also loved how much he appreciated your gift.
“I wanted to give you this as a token of my gratitude. You have always been so kind to me.”
He gave you a soft smile, placing his hand on your shoulder to pull you closer. Warmth ignited throughout your entire body at this. Like him, blush had crept its way onto your face.
“You do not need to thank me.”
You disagreed; of course, you needed to thank him. Maybe not as a formality, but you wanted him to know that you see him, and you noticed his gestures. You only hoped that they meant what you thought they meant.
After this, you continued to dance around the feelings you held for each other. Neither one of you dared to confess. Only showing your feelings through small gestures, but never actually admitting the meaning behind them.
You fell into a comfortable rhythm. Yes, you wanted to confess to him, and you wanted him to do the same. The only thing holding both of you back was a small sliver of doubt that one of you did not feel the same.
However, So’lek was forced to confess.
It happened suddenly, on a day you were both visiting the Aranahe Hometree. You had been talking with Nefika, while So’lek was not far, talking with Etuwa. When a young Aranahe hunter had approached you.
“Nefika! Do you mind if I steal the sarentu away for a moment?”
You had not a clue as to what he could possibly need. You had never met this man before. His words did not hold a tone of dire importance. Nefika, of course, agreed, sending you off with a sly smirk on her face.
So’lek noticed, as he always did. He watched the man escort you away, away to somewhere private. He quickly excused himself from his conversation with Etuwa, with promises to return soon. Following you from a distance, not enough to be noticed, but enough to hear what was being said.
He was glad that he did.
Once the man was sure he had you in a more private place, he took your hands in his. You were confused, but trying not to be rude, so you let him. Before you could ask him what he needed, he spoke.
“I have noticed you for quite some time, and I have a gift for you.”
You suddenly realized what he was trying to imply. Knowing that you did not feel the same, you took your hands from his, but you stayed planted where you were. At the very least, giving him a chance to speak.
He then pulled out a simple arm cuff, presenting it to you.
“This is a courting gift,” You had said it plainly, no hint of reciprocation in your tone. He only nodded, noticing your apprehension. So’lek, still nearby, eavesdropping, had grown increasingly irritated, but it had risen to a new level once his suspicions of the man's intentions were confirmed.
He knew this was wrong, invading your private conversations like this, but he could not help himself. So, without thinking, he made himself known. Stepping out from his hiding spot, with a cold expression on his face, one that was never directed towards you, and never would be.
“I believe she wants you to leave.” His tone did not leave any room for argument. The man quickly nodded and scrambled away with a trail of apologies following behind him. This slightly angered you. Did he not think you could handle yourself? He could not act this way when he could not even express his own feelings towards you.
You turned to him, ready to chew him out over this.
“I had that under control, you do not get to chase away every man that shows interest in me!”
So’lek let out a grunt in disagreement. He desperately needed you to see his motivations. It was in that moment that he realized he needed to come clean.
“Yes, I do. I will continue to chase away any man who is not right for you.”
“And how do you know? That is not your decision.”
He tried to steady himself, steady his words. How could he make you see his intentions?
“I know this because I know what I feel for you. I know that not a day goes by that I do not long for you. You have invaded my mind, and I do not wish for that to end. I need you to see this, and I need us both to stop dancing around what we know is there.”
His confession, even if his tone was harsh, lifted a weight off your shoulders. Finally, you can now place these feelings somewhere. Now that they were laid out on the table, you could do something about them.
“Why have you waited so long to tell me this?”
He softened at this, seeing how you did not react negatively to his confession, which gave him the comfort to continue.
“I wanted to be sure you felt the same. I wanted to give you time to become comfortable in this world.”
You stepped closer to him, taking his hands in yours. He pulled his hands away, only to take your face in his.
“I feel the same, So’lek. I have felt the same for a long time.”
He did not respond; he did not need to. So, he did the only thing he could do. He leaned down and planted his lips on yours. The kiss stole your breath; it was passionate, months of unspoken feelings poured into one kiss. His hand found its way into your hair, the other grabbing your neck.
When you finally pulled apart, you rested your forehead on his, breathing him in.
“I promise not to hide another thing from you again.” He spoke softly, truly meaning every word.
You smiled, wrapping your hands around his wrists.
For the first time in months, you had finally stopped this awkward dance. Now, you fully embraced your feelings and had no plans to change that.
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! My requests are open!!
you’ve got a firm grip on my heart, you don’t know what you do to it. i’m so twisted and pulled by your spirit, there’s a reason i want to be near it.
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