drabble: i knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss ✩ jake sully
summary: in which jake would haunt all your what ifs, angst, sad! not a folklore drabble
comments: felt like making y’all sad
Jake stood before you but he was unable to meet your eyes, guilt embedded into his chest as your ears pinned against your head. You felt all the air rip from your lungs as you heard Tsu’tey’s words ringing loudly in your ears. “You mated with this woman?”
Only he was not talking about you, he was talking about Neytiri.
“We are mated before Eywa. It is done.”
You stumbled back, trying to place as much distance between you and all the Na’vi that were before you. Jake caught the movement, inching closer as if he was going to ask you not to leave. But he stopped himself, his eyes were pleading, some form of sadness swirling in them as he saw you retreat. You broke out into a sprint, hot tears falling from your eyes as you ran deeper into the forest.
You were trying to wrack your brain for how you could have misconstructed his feelings, his actions towards you but you were coming up blank. He had made his intentions quite clear, the lingering touches, the secret kisses you shared when it appeared that everyone was asleep, all the little in between that were just for the two of you. They were now tainted, smeared with betrayal and insincerity.
Only when you were deep enough into the thick shrub of the forest, vines and trees surrounding you did you stop. A scream ripped from your throat, chest heaving roughly and your tears never ending. You weren’t sure why it even shocked you so terribly. There had been rumors going around of the two, but you chalked it up to it merely being their close proximity. She was given the task to train him, but he’d always come back to you.
Every night without fail he’d be there, speaking to you for hours on end, showing you affection in a way you never had. Healing every internal scar you had, but now it felt as if they had all reopened, only ten times worse.
Everyone’s harsh words coming to the forefront of your mind, how they told you to stay away from the Dream-Walker, that he would only cause destruction and chaos. But you had not listened.
There was a quiet call of your name, his voice used to bring so much comfort to you but not now. Not ever again. You moved quickly, hiding deeper into the forest as he approached your now vacant spot. You thought you knew him, but the man before you was unrecognizable. It caused a bitter taste in your mouth, sadness turning into anger as you realized a part of you will always belong to him.
He would forever haunt you and all of your what ifs.
