Pop-tart | Tsu'tey
Word count:Â 1.4k
Pairing: Tsu'tey x f!pregnant!Avatar!reader
Description: Jake takes the last pop-tart and you have a conniption.
Content Warnings:Â pregnancy cravings/hormones, Tsu'tey lives au, takes place a year after movie 1, reader and Jake have been transfered to their avatars, reader is 7-8 months pregnant, idiot Jake Sully
Author's note:Â Based on this request!
At the sight of Jake Sully, you hissed, waddling over to him with all of the might your pregnant body could muster.Â
âGive it to me,â you practically growled, blocking Toruk Maktoâs path as he headed out on a hunt for the day, his wife, Neytiri, just behind him.
Jakeâs eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out what you were talking about. âWhat?â he asked.
âThe last pop-tart, skxawng (idiot),â you exclaimed.
His body immediately tensed at the word âpop-tartâ, a dead giveaway to the worst news you had received all week.
âNo!â you exclaimed and he flinched, wincing as your face fell.Â
âIâm sorry! I was hungry!â he attempted to defend himself, but you felt your eyes welling with tears. Neytiri came around to stand beside Jake, watching each of you warily.
âThat was the last pop-tart on the entire moon, Jake!â you cried. âAnd you promised I could have it.â
âI forgot!â he scrambled to make up for it. âYou can have a moonpie, there are a lot of those. A moonpie on a moon, how fun.â
Tears really did fall when he said that. âBecause it is a moonpie. No one wants that,â you said.
âWhat is happening?â Neytiri asked.
âShe wanted the last of a human food. We only had a few left and she went through most of them,â Jake pointed out but you and Neytiri both scowled.
âShe is pregnant, Maâ Jake,â Neytiri said, coming to your defense, wrapping a comforting arm around you. âThat was cruel.â
âThatâs all the baby wants!â you explained and Neytiri rubbed a hand up your arm.
âOf course, the baby has to eat too,â Neytiri nodded and you felt like you were finally being heard.
âExactly!â You agreed.
Your husband and the father of your unborn baby turned the corner then and you immediately shuffled over to him. âTsuâtey,â you muttered, your swollen belly bumping into his hip as you wrapped your arms around him and he did the same on reflex.Â
âWhy is my mate crying?â Tsuâtey asked calmly, but there was a bite to his words.
âThere was a small mix upâŚâ Jake started.
âHe ate my pop-tart!â you sniffled into Tsuâteyâs shoulder.
âYou ate her pop-tart?â Tsuâtey ground out, knowing fully about your pop-tart pregnancy cravings. The glare he sent Jake over your shoulder could have intimidated even a seasoned warrior.
âI forgot!â he exclaimed again, putting his hands out.
âIs there not another one she could have?â your mate asked, but Jake winced.
âIt was the last one on all of Pandora, âTey, and he ate it!â your tears fell down your cheeks then, your arms tightening to a vice grip around his neck as pregnancy hormones went even more haywire in your body.
âReally, skxawng?â Tsuâtey asked Jake, knowing how much they meant to you.Â
You had been rationing them out for weeks when you realized you were running out. The silver packs were like precious gold to you. Now that you were nearing the end of your pregnancy, they were becoming more and more of a valuable resource, just for them to be yanked away completely.
âIâm so sorry, y/n. What can I do to make it up to you?â Jake asked.
You pulled away from Tsuâtey and turned to face Jake. Tsuâteyâs arm still stayed securely around your waist as his other arm came to your face to wipe away tears.
âNo, the baby just wants pop-tarts.âÂ
âHuman food was probably bad for the baby anyway,â Tsuâtey pointed out firmly.
âBut it was good for me and my sanity! It was my little treat,â you whined, looking at him with puppy dog eyes that he could not withstand for long.
He sighed, looking back to Jake, âand there are no more of these⌠pop-tarts? None?â
âNot that I know of. Let me ask around with the humans, maybe someone has one,â he offered and your frown instantly morphed into a smile.Â
âReally Jake? You would do that?â you cooed, softening instantly.
âYeah, yeah I can do that,â he nodded and Neytiri brought her hand up to hide her smirk at how her mate had messed up so incredibly to not only inconvenience the Oloâeyktan, but to upset a hangry pregnant woman.
âGood, do so and report back to me. Go,â Tsuâtey ordered as if it was a serious, high stakes mission, because for Tsuâtey, it was. He did not want to deal with you in a fit of hormonal rage any more than Jake did.Â
âYou should be resting, muntxate (wife),â Tsuâtey gently guided you back to your kelku (home), one hand on each shoulder.
âI am not tired, but my feet do hurt,â you decided and allowed him to lead you back.
You awkwardly went to sit on the floor, knowing you would struggle to get down.Â
âHere,â Tsuâtey offered, taking your hands and helping you lower to the floor slowly.
âThank you, Yawnetu,â you sighed as you finally felt the weight distribute off of your ankles.
âDo you need anything?â he asked, crouching in front of you to smooth your hair away from your flushed cheeks.
âNo, other than my pop-tart, I am fineâ you sighed, your bottom lip sticking out in a dramatic pout.
âNorm had one!â a shout emitted from outside and Tsuâtey shot to his feet, looking out the opening and scoffing at what he saw. âNorm had one!â a voice that sounded like Jake yelled.
Sure enough, he rounded the corner, finally in your line of sight. Tsuâtey scrambled back a step as Jakeâs momentum had him keening forward. In his hand sat an item that had your eyes welling up again.
âA pop-tart!â you nearly screeched, reaching out your hands for him to throw it to you.
He tossed it underhand with a huge smile on his face, and the trajectory of the silver arch had the pastry landing right in your hands.
âThank you!â you squealed, unwrapping the packaging and sinking your teeth into the pink, sprinkled top.
âYou are lucky, Jake Suli. If you had not found one, I would have had to challenge you to combat,â Tsuâtey warned, but the light turn of his lips told Jake it was in jest.
âWas that a joke? I didnât think you were capable of humor, Tsuâtey. Iâm shocked,â Jake gasped and Tsuâtey scowled immediately.
âGet back to the hunt, skxawng,â Tsuâtey ordered with rolled eyes.
âYes sir!â Jake barked, giving a mocking salute that made you giggle before pivoting and walking away, presumably to join his mate. Tsuâtey turned to you, a confused grimace on his face that made you laugh fully.Â
âItâs a human thing,â you explained between bites.
âI figured that out,â he walked back to you and crouched down in front of you. âHappy?â
You nodded, âVery happy,â you smiled. âThe baby is too, they started kicking.â
You took Tsuâteyâs hand and placed it over the spot where you felt your junior olympian stretching their legs. Your mate's face melted into awe as he felt his son or daughterâs strong kick.
âThey really do like this food, can I try a small piece?â he asked.
You broke off a corner, not planning to tell him those were the worst parts and handed it over. âKnow that I love you, I donât share pop-tarts with just anyone,â you said and he grinned.
âI am honored, paskalin.â he smirked as he took a bite of the human food.
His lips immediately turned up in disgust and he forced himself to swallow instead of gagging on his pregnant wife. âUgh, paskalin, I fear for our babyâs tastes if they like this,â he said.
You grinned at his expression as he handed back the small piece he had left in his hand. âI grew up eating these,â you pointed out and he shook his head.
âThank Eywa, our child will not. Humans are cruel in many ways, and giving that to children is one of them,â he ground out, leveling you a look that told you he was halfway teasing.
âWell, I am going to enjoy my last pop-tart ever in peace. Go back to work,â you instructed, taking another bite.
âI see, I am no longer needed. I am being thrown out like rotten teylu.â
âSorry, âTey. Youâre bringing down my happy mood,â you said.
âI see. Then I will go, and bring you back many foods that are much better than that abomination,â he proclaimed, standing up.
âYou can try, but I will always stay loyal to this abomination,â you smiled as he shook his head.
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