Neteyam doesn't play when it comes to you !!
The first time you noticed his overprotectiveness was when he returned to your marui late at night, limping slightly, with a split lip and bruises scattered all over his body - his face too.
You stood up abruptly from where you were sitting, a worried expression displayed on your face. — "Teyam.. who did this to you?" You asked, voice soft, na'vi accent strong.
Neteyams eyes didn’t meet yours, — "He started it."
You frowned, — "Who?" You spoke, preparing some herbs to help with his bleeding lip - though you had to admit that he looked good with it.
Neteyam exhaled, still visibly annoyed. — "Aonung, he has been flirting with you all week" He sat down with a groan.
You turned towards him, pressing the stinging herb onto his lip, he whined. — "You fought Aonung? Skxawng!" You wanted to slap him but refused, he was bleeding after all.
He scoffed, — "I already told you, he started it" He pulled away from you, the stinging from the herb finally stopped.
You turned around, taking deep slow breaths. You loved Neteyam, but sometimes he really did get on your nerves. — "He was not flirting with me! We are friends!" You shouted, louder than you had planned to.
Neteyam stood back up again, — "Yes he was! He doesn't understand 'friends!' You have to stop being so nice to him!" He exclaimed.
You turn around so that you're facing him again. — "So you hit him cause I was nice to him? Teyam do you know how stupid that sounds?!"
He licked his lips frustratedly, — "No I hit him cause he was trying to steal my girl!"
You couldn't help but laugh at that, — "You really think i'd let him split us up?" You crossed your arms over the swell of your chest. A soft, innocent, smile playing on your lips.
Neteyam went quiet for a moment, — "I had to make sure that he knows who you belong to" He cooed quietly, a hint of embarassment displayed in his voice. He sat down again, playing anxiously with his fingers as if he just now realized what he actually had done.
You pouted, walking up to him, cupping his cheeks softly. — "I belong to you only, I need you to understand that" you sat down in his lap, his hands immediately found their spot on your waist.
He nodded, — "I know, I was just acting like a skxawng for no reason. It was stupid, i'm sorry yawne" He spoke, and then your lips found his.
He released a breath he didn't know he was holding with the kiss, his hands skating over the warm skin of your waist and stomach almost immediately, deepening the kiss even though his lip was stinging.
You pushed your hips down slightly, testing, and he gasped into your mouth. Murmuring something you didn’t quite catch during the heat of the moment.
As mad as you were at him for picking a fight with one of your closest friends, you had to admit that he looked good when he came home that night.
Authors note: Idk this might've been kinda ahh.. lmk if you want a part two yk.. requests are open!!