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My life is cold, dark, and distant. No matter how hard I try, I can never seem to form a real connection. This hollow feeling has dominated my existence, making it impossible to feel...

Normal.

That's all I have ever wanted: stability, peace, and warmth.

Unfortunately, Eywa has not granted me that wish. Not yet.

My mother, Neytiri, faced the same challenges when she was younger. Her life felt dull and pointless until she met my father, and that’s when she finally began to feel... free. Her life exploded with color the moment she met him. Love, warmth, light—all combining into a beautiful painting that she gets to live within for the rest of her life.

She told me that one day, I would find that special someone, and they would give me purpose. I believed her. How could I not, with that loving smile on her face?

My siblings have never shared my struggles. Lo'ak is as carefree and reckless as ever, while Kiri has a calming nature and smooth personality. And then there’s Tuk...

My dear Tuk. She is still too young to show signs of feeling lost, but I can only pray she never experiences what I do.

4:00 PM in Omatikaya Village
"Neteyam!"
I hear my name called from downstairs, coming from the kitchen. Usually, nobody disturbs me at this time, so it must be something important. I make my way downstairs, taking two steps at a time, my footsteps echoing across the house. When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I walk at a steady pace toward the kitchen. I take in the smell of dinner as I do. Weird... We usually eat dinner later. What I find even more odd is that my siblings are all there before me, sitting at the table. But at least they all look just as confused as I am.

"Ma'itan." My mother says softly. "Please come sit." She is standing over the table with a pot of food in her hands.
I sit next to Lo'ak. The chair creaks softly under my weight.
Eating dinner with my whole family is strange.

My mother cooks, sure, but we usually eat separately and not... together.
I'm guessing there's a reason for this.

"Ma'Jake... Go on and tell them." Neytiri gestures while putting food on everyone's plates.

My father looks uncomfortable. But then again, he always looks like that. The poor man...

"We are moving." Jake blurts out.
That was the reasoning...
Kiri gaps and Lo'ak drops his fork.
Tuktirey and I remain motionless.
"Before you say anything... We need to move for my new job, and since your mother doesn't want me to be away from home too long..."

Everyone sideglances Neytiri. By this time, she has already put the pot back on the stove and slid into her seat right next to her husband. Her sweet smile was plastered on her face.
Kiri looks somewhat sad, and Lo'ak looks angry.
Tuk and I remain emotionless.
None of us said anything.
"We are going to be a big happy family in Awa'talu!" Neytiri exclaims. Full of pride and joy that she created her version of utopia.

I can tell my siblings will be upset at Mom for making us leave, but honestly... I can't blame her.

That man is her only source of joy.

So I take it upon myself to say something first.
"I think it's for the best... We could all use a fresh start."
Neytiri beams at me.
"Aw, my son... Always so open-minded and caring."
I stand unaffected by her praise.
I smile. Close-lipped but good enough to make it seem real.

Lo'ak nudges me under the table.

I ignore it and avoid his judgmental gaze.

Dinner continues in silence. But a thick tension holds the air. And with it comes the awaiting doom.

But I never cared for this place.

2 weeks later
Ever since my father's announcement in the kitchen, we have been working nonstop.
Sort
Pack
Stack
It's been a repetitive 'activity' to say the least.

These are my thoughts as I pathetically repeat the motions.
Hate is the only thing I feel at the moment.

"Neteyam," Kiri calls my name as she enters my half-empty room.
I turn my head slightly to show her I'm listening.
"Are you okay? With moving, I mean."

I guess moving is quite... dramatic.
Upsetting even. But I can cope.

" I'm fine," I say too abruptly.
"Are you ok, Kiri?"
I turn my full attention to her as she leans on my doorway.
"I'm gonna miss home. Deeply." Kiri sighs.
"Lo'ak needs some comfort." Kiri looks at me with sorrow in her eyes.
I nod, knowing what she's asking of me. To do my job. To be a big brother.

(3 weeks later)Sully's car

The old forest passes us by in the car. Flashes of green and brown as the leaves and trunks blend.
Soft music plays in the car while my dad drives.
It smells faintly of pretzels. Almost everyone fell asleep during the 4-hour drive.
Everyone except Jake and me.
He looks at me through the rearview mirror.
I look up.

Our eyes meet.
A silent conversation follows.

"I'm sorry."
"Why?"
"I wanted us to be normal."
"Me too."
I look away and stare outside the window some more.

"We are going to be a big happy family in Awa'talu!"
My mother's words repeat mockingly.
But at the end of the day,

I still feel numb.

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Awa'talu The Sully's New Home

Two days of packing later, and we are halfway moved in.
I didn't even notice we had so much stuff to begin with, but here we are.

And here I am in my new room. I get a bathroom to myself and a pretty nice view of the beach near here, outside my room. If I could enjoy it, I would.

The house is silent and dark. We stopped moving stuff in for the day around 9:00 pm. And before we all went to our respective rooms, Neytiri announced that we would be going to a new school the next morning.

As usual, I didn't have any conflicting feelings about it, but of course, Kiri and Lo'ak did. Even Tuk felt a little upset. And as always, they came to my room to talk about it on my bed.

Lo'ak started strong with a "This isn't fair!" and a mean speech about how they should've had more time until going to school. Kiri laughed at his foolishness and shoved him before she started her list of grievances. During all of this, Tuk stayed quiet, leaning against my arm.

I truly believe that she doesn't have the curse, but she hasn't been a very emotional child. Neither was I.

Around 10:00 a.m., Lo'ak and Kiri left for their rooms while Tuk stayed behind.
"Are you not tired?" I asked her, giving a little shove as her head still rested on my arm.
"Neteyam..." She started.
"Do you always feel alone?"

The question surprised me, to say the least. Why would my little sister ask that? How long has she felt this way?

"Do you feel alone?" I repeat the question asked of her.
"Yes, I like it."
I try to smile as long as my sister is happy. I'm fine with it.
I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug. I don't hug often, but I have to do my job as a big brother.

Tuk smiles at me and walks out of the room. I sit alone on my bed.

Now it is around midnight, and I still haven't slept. I have this... feeling. I don't get them very often, but it's been a dramatic past few weeks. Maybe I miss home? Or maybe it was Tuks' question.

Yes, I do feel alone.

And maybe that bothers me more than I like to admit.

I would prefer being normal. My family knows I'm not, and that's why they put up with me. But anyone outside that...

Maybe this is why I don't have any real connections. These thoughts cloud my mind and lure me into sleep.

I close my eyes with one final thought.

When will I get to be normal?

 

Sully's house, 8:00 am

I wake up with a horrible pain in my back. I groan. It was probably from moving all those boxes.

I grab my toothbrush out of my backpack with stuff still in it and make my way towards my bathroom. Inside, it's empty and cold. My toothpaste was already on the sink.

I brush mindlessly while staring at the mirror. God, I look like shit. I gotta fix that. I never have a reason to look good outside the house. It was mostly my mother holding me to a higher standard.

I slip on a clean shirt and jeans. Paired with a jacket and jewellery. I fix my hair up a bit. It's in braids, so it's nothing major. I look in the mirror one more time.

Better.

I walk out of my bathroom and towards the stairs, and downstairs into our unfinished kitchen. I see Kiri, no Lo'ak, and Tuk don't have to leave until 11:00.
"Good morning," Kiri says, barely looking up from her phone.
"Morning... Where's Lo'ak?" I say, looking around.
"He is still getting ready."
I scoff a bit. Figures.

5 minutes later, and Lo'ak comes downstairs laughing loudly on his phone.
Kiri and I turn around and look at him.

"Spider, you're such an idiot!" He yells at the phone
He must be on FaceTime with Miles.
Kiri walks over.
"Is that Spider?" She asks enthusiastically.
Lo'ak rolls his eyes. "Obviously."
"Let me say hi!" Kiri stands on her tiptoes trying to reach the phone. At the same time,e Lo'ak holds it over her head.
"No! You guys talk all the time! Just let me have him for once!"
"Let me see!" Kiri tries again.

The scene makes me huff a laugh. They were always so chaotic. Even this early in the morning.

Spider has always been a close family friend. Almost like a brother to us. Part of the reason why they had such a hard time leaving home and moving away from the forest was that Spider was there, along with Grandma and some friends. I wish it were harder for me to leave that place. But I have no attachments.

"Enough. It's time to leave."

I make my voice stern so they know I'm serious.
They both groan in annoyance.

Kiri lets Lo'ak go and walks towards the door with us in tow.

We walk out to my car in the front yard. Ready to start our first day at school.

The drive to the school was around 4 minutes long. During those minutes, Lo'ak and Kiri continue talking on the phone with Spider. While I was driving, Spider greeted me. I said hi back.

We pulled up to the school gate, and it was large. I hear a gasp from behind me.

"Holy shit. We are going to a rich school!" Kiri exclaims.

Lo'ak chuckels.

We park and walk inside the huge building. Kiri and Lo'ak walk in front of me. I stay behind.
"Do you guys have your schedule?" I ask both of them.
Kiri nods.

"Oh shit... I forgot it." Lo'ak sighs
God damn it, Lo'ak.

"Okay, let's go to the front." I walk in front of them and head towards the front office.
I don't reprimand him. Kiri does it for me.
In the front office, a woman with red lipstick looks up at us as we walk in.

"Hello, ma'am. We are new students, and one of us forgot a schedule."
I use my professional voice and smile as politely as I can.

"Can I get the name?" The lady says, unimpressed. She sounds almost annoyed.
Kiri pushes Lo'ak up to the front.
Lo'ak grimaces. "Uh- Lo'ak Sully"
She types into her computer quickly and prints out a new schedule. Lo'ak takes it. He nods and says a quick thank you.
"Before you go, all new students have to get shown around."
Kiri sighs. Lo'ak doesn't show it on his face, but he's probably sighing inside his head.
"A student council member will help you." The lady speaks into her walkie-talkie, calling for a student to come and help.
"They are on the way. Please wait outside."
We all nod.

We walk outside and wait for someone to come.
"Damn, how long this assh-" Lo'ak cuts himself off as a girl comes walking towards us. She is wearing a uniform, but Lo'ak is staring at her like she's fully nude.
Gross

She smiles at us. Sweet and inviting.
She stops walking in front of us and introduces herself.

"Hello, I'm Tsireya. Welcome to Seaside High!"

Kiri extends her hand out. "Hi, I'm Kiri Sully." Kiri smiles at her.
Tsireya takes her hand and shakes it. "Nice to meet you."
Kiri nods.

Lo'ak is stuttering out a hello, and I greet her normally.

"Ok, let's just jump right into it." Tsireya leads us around the school. She's actually pretty nice. Kiri and Lo'ak seem to like her.

"Every regular school day, we take 3 breaks between classes," Tsireya explains while we walk around the courtyard.

"May I ask what grade you're all in?" Tsireya turns to look at them.
"I'm a Sophomore," Lo'ak says.
"Same." Kiri clarifies.
"I'm a Junior," I say while looking at Tsireya.

"Oh! My brother's a Junior!" Tsireya smiles.
"I'm also a sophomore, and my cousin is one too!"

I don't really care for this information, but Lo'ak listens to her like he needs her word to breathe.

The bell rings, marking the start of the day, and now everyone should be heading to their class.
"Ok, so we have 10 minutes to get to our respective classrooms. Since the school is pretty big, I can't show you around the Junior hallway... Sorry, Neteyam."
I nod, it's whatever.
"But on the bright side, I can help Lo'ak and Kiri to your guys' class!"
Tsireya ushers us back inside the building.
"Ok, bro, this is where we part ways," Lo'ak says and looks at me.
I nod, "Be good. Both of you." Kiri smiles at me, and Lo'ak nods.

All of them wave me goodbye and walk away to god knows where.
Now I have to navigate this damn school by myself.

Okay... so I see a sign that says Juniors, so I know to follow that. I keep walking in the endless hallway. My first class is Science with Mr.Gresas, so I look for passing signs in the hallways.

I turn a corner and... someone bumps into me with so much force that it knocks me down.
"Oh Shit- I'm so sorry!"
I look up while rubbing my head, and a stranger holds their hand out to me.

A stranger.
An angel...
The moment everything came into focus, I saw an angel, and everything got...

Brighter? More colorful... More clearer.

It's beautiful. He is beautiful.
Skin glowing
Eyes are powerful and deep.

It seems like everything is moving in slow motion.
And for once in my life. I don't feel...

Bad

I feel good. What's happening is good. This is the first time I've ever felt ok and good and- normal.

I look at his outstretched hand and take it gingerly.

Oh my Eywa... He's so warm. His warmth spreads through my entire existence.

I never knew touch could be so... warm. I needed this.

I need his warmth.

But he lets go...
I hate it.
Why isn't he there?
Why am I not warm?
What's going on?

I'm standing, but I feel as if I'm falling into nothingness.

I look at the angle again, and I feel my heart wanting to leap out of my chest.
"Thank you," I whisper breathlessly.

For everything
"No problem. Do you need help? You don't look like you're around here."
I nod wordlessly. His voice numbs me... In a good way.
"Ok, let me see your schedule."
He holds his hand out, and I'm more than happy to fulfill his request.

He takes my schedule and reads it... While he is reading, I stare.
I don't care how I look; I just want to look at him.
Is this how my mother felt? Is this... love?

While near him, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy and pure love. I just met him, I know, but I feel like he unlocked a yearning I've had for years. I thank Eywa. I thank her that she has made a perfect being.

Just for me.

And that she granted me my wish. That I get to be normal. That I get to love this angel.

Hell... I don't even know his name, but I want to be glued to him for the rest of his life.

"Ok, Mr.Gresas is gone today, and he probably won't be back until next week." The boy says and looks at me.
"You're lucky you get to come with me today."

My heart races. I might die, but at least I was finally happy.

"Yes, I- uh..." The words get lodged in my throat.

"My name is Aonung." He says.

Aonung
Aonung
Aonung
Yes.. Aonung.
I nod. His name is now engraved in my skull. It repeats like a constant melody in my head.
"I'm Neteyam." I smile really and brightly. I've never done that for anyone before... But Aonung isn't just anybody.

He's mine.
"Nice to meet you, Neteyam. Now, if you just follow me, we can head to class."

I'll do anything for you.
For a second, I forgot we were even in school. My mind only focused on Aonung.
He walks ahead of me, talking about the school and class, it's mostly what Tsireya was talking about, but I soak up his every word.
I like walking like this behind him. It's like I'm... stalking him. It gives me a rush that words can't explain, and it feels so natural.

"You don't talk much, do you?" Aonung asks, looking over his shoulder.
"I can if you want me to." I'm eager to please.
Aonung chuckles. "Wow, you're really complient, but no, it's fine. You can just be yourself. I talk enough for both of us anyway."

Aonung continues.

Yes, I love him. But a violent thought sneaks into my head.
Anyone who hurts him
Anyone who likes him
Anyone who loves him....
Anyone who stands in the way of us.

I will do anything to stop them.

 

Even if it means hurting

 

Even if it means killing

 

Because he will be mine... He doesn't have a choice.

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Love is a Psycho

And I'm a psycho for love. Aonung, my love.

We make it to the classroom together. I try my hardest not to yell and pull my hair out from excitement when he’s close to me. Before we walk in, he turns to me.

"Okay, fair warning, this class is so boring, and the teacher will make you introduce yourself. Basically, it sucks," Aonung deadpans.

A sweet, joyful sound bubbles up from inside me.

It's laughter. The feeling is wonderful—real and unforced. I love Aonung more and more with each new gift of emotion he brings me.

"Thank you," I say, staring directly at him, because he’s the only thing in this world that makes sense.

"For what?" he tilts his head, curious.

"I haven't laughed like that in a while." Or ever...

"Yeah, I have that effect on people." His cockiness and arrogance make me fall even harder for him.

Such an amazing being... Aonung.

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**First Period: 11:00**

We walk in, and as Aonung said, the teacher makes me introduce myself. While doing that, I can't help it; my eyes keep drifting back to Aonung. He’s just too perfect.

I sit near the back, and he sits near the front. I watched him the entire class. At one point, the teacher calls on me to answer a question, and I keep staring. Aonung eventually looks back at me, and that snaps me out of it.

"Neteyam?" the teacher calls out.

"I-uh... Newton's Law?" I answer.

What has gotten into me? I'm usually perfect in school, but... he's so close yet so far. I hate the distance. I just want to be embedded in his skin.

The teacher says something in response, but my thoughts keep wandering back to Aonung.

How I yearn for us to be together forever.
How our wedding will look.
Our children.

"Psst." Aonung whispers to me.

My head snaps to him. All of my senses seem to zone in on him.

"Here." He hands me a piece of paper. I take it carefully and open it.

ARE YOU OKAY?? It says, written in pen.

OMYEWYA!!! He cares about me. We are meant to be! He loves me. He’s mine, and I am his.

I feel a rush of excitement, and my lower abdomen gets a burning sensation.

Wait…

Am I getting a boner?

Dammit.

Neteyam, please mind yourself... We are in public. At least wait until I get home.

I quickly write back: I'm okay.

I contemplate adding a heart next to it, but decide to go with a smiley face instead.

I finish writing and hand it back to Aonung with a whisper. He reads it and gives me a thumbs-up. I smile back.

It's real.

But now I still have to deal with this little situation in my pants. There's no way this happened over a simple question…

I really like Aonung. Just the thought of him gets me excited. I hope no one can see this. But if they did, I’m not complaining… He is mine after all.

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**1:00 Lunchroom**

Aonung walks with me to the lunchroom. He’s so kind and generous.

"Okay, whatever they have, you can eat. I’d say the food is mid, but it really depends on what day it is," Aonung explains while we stand in the middle of the lunchroom.

I nod.

"Also, uh..." He scratches his head nervously. "If you want to come and sit with my siblings and me during lunch, I won’t mind… only if you're not sitting with someone else?"

Of course! Who could be more important?

"Yeah, sure, that sounds great! I would love to sit with you!" I say quickly.

Aonung smiles and walks toward a table. I follow.
I’ll always follow him.

We make it to a table, and I sit only when Aonung has made himself comfortable.
I'm next to him, and I won't even entertain the thought of sitting further. Besides, he looks like he doesn't mind.
"We didn't get lunch yet... You hungry?" Aonung looks over at me. His eyes are so captivating. He is a perfect being.

"Are you?" I repeat the question back. I would hate to eat in front of him, and he's not eating.
He chuckles a bit, and I smile.
"I mean, yeah, but I have my own lunch. You?"
"Yeah, I'm going to get a tray." I stand up.
"Oh! You know where it is, right?"
I swoon, he's so considerate and sweet, but I don't want him to do anything extra for me.
"I can manage." And with one last look, I walk away to get some lunch. I hate that I can't be near him. Next time, I'll skip lunch and stay with him. I walk to the lines, and I see my siblings together.
I almost forgot about them. How could that happen?

"Hey, guys." I greet my siblings with a smile.
"Whoa, you're smiling?" Kiri points out. Lo'ak nods along. It must be weird for them to see me in such a good mood.
"I'm just in a good mood today." They don't need to know about Aonung.
He is mine after all.
"Huh- Okay, well, we are eating lunch with Tsireya. You coming?" Lo'ak announces excitedly.
"Sorry, Lo'ak, I'm having lunch with this boy... Maybe next time?"
Kiri smiles understandingly, and Lo'ak smirks.
"Okay, but don't get too attached," Lo'ak says.

What he said greatly irritated me, but I let it go. He always has something smart to say.

Five minutes later

I have my fair share of school lunch, and I make my way back to where Aonungs is sitting. I speed walk because I couldn't get to him fast enough. I need him.

But...
Someone is there... A girl.
I can't see her face, but I want her away from Aonung.
Now.
I stomp over now, my thoughts are angry and wild.
How dare she!
Does she even like him like I do?!
Does she even love him?!
Of course not!
He's mine. And she will not interfere with us. I won't let her.

I've made it to the table, and I sit very aggressively next to Aonung.
"Oh, hey Netetyam!" Tsireya's voice pulls my attention
So she's the girl. Wait, I thought my siblings were-
"Oh! Neteyam, this is who you ditched us for?" Lo'ak says from next to Tsireya. Kiri snickers at his statement.
"What?" Aonung looks confused.
Wait, so Tsireya is his sister... huh. And that other guy at the table hasn't said anything this whole time.
"Shut up, Lo'ak. I live with you, and that's enough to drive me crazy." I respond.
Aonung laughs. I'm glad I could make him do that, but I still feel uncomfortable that so many people are around him, even if I do know them.
"Oh, this is great!- I'm sorry I didn't introduce you guys! This is Rotxo." She points to the quiet boy sitting at the end of the table.
He holds his hand up in greeting.
"Sorry! He's shy. And this is my brother Aonung." Tsireya points to the angel next to me.
"Hey! Neteyam didn't tell me he had siblings." Aonung greets them.
"Oh, really now?" Kiri looks pointedly at me.
"It wasn't really important at the time..." I respond shyly.
I'm telling the truth, it really wasn't because all I really wanted to think about was Aonung. It's valid!

Conversation consumes the table after that. Everyone's talking and getting to know each other. It almost warms my heart.
Aonung talking to other people bothers me a bit, but that's okay...
It's my siblings, so I can tell them to back off myself.

As for his siblings... I can tell they are close, but I want to be closer.
He's mine... I should be the one he connects with better. Rotxo is a shy boy, as Tsireya said. Only talking when spoken to. He seems to have taken a liking to Kiri. I probably don't have to worry about him.

Tsireya is... energetic to say the least. She is very kind, I have to admit. As long as she doesn't cross any lines I've made, everything will be okay. Now I just have to get Aonung all to myself. Luckily, I have a plan...

STEP ONE: AFFECTION

 

The day has ended, and it all went by fast for me. Everything seemed to slow down whenever I was with Aonung. And when I'm not, I just dissociate.

We all get home, but my thoughts still stay on Aonung. Everything that he is, I want. I need him. I don't think I could continue without him. These thoughts attack me while I'm in my bedroom alone and staring at the ceiling.

Next time I see him, I need to take something to remember him by. Just so a piece of him is always with me. I sigh

It's so romantic...
I want to shower him with love and gifts and everything I could offer him. He only deserves the best. He only deserves me. The next day, I will show him how much he means to me. Not just as a friend, but something more. Much more.
I don't eat dinner that night. I lock myself in my room searching the internet for Aonung's social media.
Eventually, I find him... pictures posted all over Instagram for the whole world to see. I get very jealous thinking of all those disgusting people. Liking his photos? Commenting? It gets me angry just thinking about it.

I scroll down his page and come across a photo of him shirtless... So shameless. Just showing his bear chest for all to see. Sure, it's a beach photo, but it's so...

Slutty
I should be the only one able to see this sight. Not a random viewer... But before I can stop myself, I like and favorite the picture.
Shit... He can totally. I did that...

But I don't care that much. No, it thrills me actually. I want him to know I love the way his body looks... How I could picture him above me-

*DING* a notification

"AoTDAGOAt" has requested to follow you.

I audibly gasp. Oh shit uhm... I guess.
I click accept
That might be a mistake. I don't want him to think I'm weird. I would probably kill myself.
No scratch that, I will kill myself...
*DING* another notification
A DM from Aonung!? Holy shit, he's gonna tell me off, and then he'll never talk to me again...
I panic, and all of the possibilities flood my mind. Eventually, I open the messages.

AoTDAGOAt- Hey! Neteyam right? I see you've found my account

 

-Hi Aonung yea u caught me lolz I was just browsing lmao
-You like what you see?

 

Holy fuck, that was hot... Are we flirting right now? Oh my Eywa, I'm deep in love. I mean, how do I even answer that, yes-no? Maybe?

He's just so perfect I couldn't help myself... Oh! Wait, I know what to say.

-I love it

 

Uh- I have no idea how he'll react... What if he blocks me? I'd go insane, like, actually.

 

-Haha, I'm glad! What are you doing tomorrow? Maybe I could show you around town after school?

 

Fuck yes! Our first date! I'm so happy I could bounce off the walls right now. I giggle and kick my feet. My life has never felt more complete than now.

-Sure! Sounds fun.

 

After that, we texted for the rest of the night. I learned so much about him. He's truly perfect, and I'm so glad he's all mine.

 

STEP TWO: ISOLATION

The entire week has been bliss for me. I've been with Aonung 24/7. I wouldn't leave his side for anything. Not even for the restroom. He was never far from me, and I wouldn't let anyone get close.
On a random Wednesday afternoon, I ask him
"When can I go over to your house?"

It seemed like an innocent question for hanging, but I was just trying to see who lived with him, what's inside his bedroom, and collecting some stuff that's his. Over the past few days, I've got a plastic water bottle he drank out of, a tissue he sneezed in, and a pencil he dropped.
Gross maybe, but nothing is too crazy or disgusting when it comes to my Aonung.
He answered normally, "Oh dude, you can come over this weekend if you like? We got a new pool I want to show you."
Ugh, he's so considerate of me and adorable. I need him all to myself.

"That sounds perfect," I say, smiling.
After our conversation, the day continued like normal. Until someone got in my way...

"Hey Aonung!" This insufferable bitch comes up to us.
"Hi Kimi. What's up?" Aonung replies.

They continue talking, but it all becomes background noise to me.
She wants him... I know she does.

But not in the way I want him. She could never love Aonung as I do. She's in the way of us loving each other! My breathing gets heavy. My thoughts turn violent.

Get her away from Aonung.
Hurt her for looking at him.
Put her in her place.
My blood boils.

I'll deal with her...
I walk away before I act out my violent thoughts in front of Aonung. I would hate for him to be traumatized... I would never forgive myself.

But I have to separate them.

The Next Day.
I enter the school building groggily. I was up all night planning on how to get rid of that girl.
Kimi is her name. But I don't give a shit who she is. Aonung is mine.

"Okay, guys, have a good day," I say, turning to walk off.
"Bye!" Lo'ak says going to find Tsireya probably
"Wait, Neteyam!" Kiri grabs my arm.
"Huh?" I turn to look at my sister.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," I say too quickly, it doesn't matter how I feel...
"Okay, just- Be good..." Kiri says I see worry in her eyes, but I don't have time for it. I need to deal with Kimi.
I pat her head and turn to walk away.
Kiri's gaze bores into my head. But I can't deal with that right now.

First period
I stare at Aonung while in class, and I haven't had time to say good morning, and it's eating me alive.

For some reason, Kimi enters my thoughts, too. Ugh, I hate her. That cheeky smile and loud ass mouth, there's no way my Aonung would want to date her in a million years. I have to be sure, though. For now, I will double-check with Aonung just to be sure he doesn't like her. Once I get my answer, I will choose how to proceed with this situation.
Until then, I studied how to poison someone. Just in case... I wouldn't mind getting my hands dirty. For love, I'll do anything. For Aonung, I'd kill anyone.

Lunchroom
"Hey, Neteyam, Kimi invited me to lunch. So I'll be with her, okay?" Aonung gives me this horrifying news.
No... Not okay. He is leaving me for that bitch! I'll kill her, I actually will.
"Aonung... Do you like her?" I look down, waiting for an answer, hoping, praying that the answer is no.
"She's cute, yeah. I would like to see where we go, ya'know?" I feel...

Stabbed

Hurt

That same emptiness that clouded my life before I met Anoung. And something in me

Snapped.

"Ok. I'll wait for you." That's all I say. I speed walk away from Aonung.
And Kimi... that bitch will never see the light of day again.
I'll make sure of it.

Instead of staying for lunch, I leave and head towards the science lab.

She doesn't deserve him.

She doesn't love him.

She doesn't know him as I do!

She isn't willing to cross every line ever made just to have him. And she never will.
But she can't date Aonung.
I won't let her.
I'm going to kill her.
STEP THREE: ELIMINATION

I'm going to poison her with a cyanide mixture found in the science lab... But no one can know. So I need an alibi.
The next day

I walk around the far side of the school, where I'm sure the cameras can see me. I fake study, and around 5 minutes later, I walk into the restroom.

In there, I go inside a stall and make cyanide with things I stole from the science lab. The smell fills the whole restroom, but luckily, no one's there at the time. At last, the poison is made. Now it's time for the next part.

Kimi is talking with her friends near her locker while Aonung is on the other side of school.
Great. I don't need them to be near each other right now. But I have to lie to get her away from her locker. More specifically, the lunch I watched her put in there the other day, so I'm assuming she also has lunch today.

"Ehm." I clear my throat to get her attention.
The group turns to me. Some girls start giggling and winking... ew.
"Kimi Aonungs is looking for you on the roof. He says it's important." I lied about his location. I don't want them to be together in her final hours.
"Okay~ Thanks for telling me, cutie." She responds, and I try my hardest not to cringe. I'm so glad she'll be gone after this. She never had a chance.

The group disappears, and Kimi heads to the roof. I linger. I triple check for cameras and people nearby as I break into her locker and...Bingo.

Just as I thought, her lunch container was sitting right there. Her very last meal. An evil smirk adorns my face as I hurriedly add the cyanide to her lunch. I can't help but giggle. She will never talk to my love ever again! Doing this has got me all hot and bothered. I can't wait to get home tonight!

I close the lid to her lunch container and close her locker. Nobody saw me... Good. Now we wait.

Her demise will be slow and painful, I hope. Maybe then everyone who tries to get close to Aonung will think twice.

Second Period
My Second period ain't nothing special. Aonung isn't here, so I continue my study as usual. But I overheard Aonung's name... Coming from a boy's mouth. Them talking about him alone is enough to make me want to kill. I easdrop on them.
"Aonung has no idea...This is gonna be hilarious!" They giggle.
What the fuck are they talking about? I don't know their names, but that doesn't matter.
"Yeah, Kimi is gonna break his sad little heart."
"Ha! She's like the biggest thot in school. I'm surprised she even hooked up with them in the first place."

...They hooked up?! My anger is contained, but for the rest of the period my thoughts spiral... Good thing that bitch will be dead before anything else happens.
But something pulls. Why didn't Aonung tell me? I don't care if it's personal. He knows I don't care. They fucked, and I didn't know... I had to find out from strangers. I feel like I'm struggling to breathe... How could Aonung not tell me anything?

The betrayal sits on my chest... I would much rather kill Aonung than lose him... That's just how it is. No one and Nothing can stop me. He's mine, and I will do anything to purge his skin and mind of any past lovers until all he has is mine.

Lunch Time

Today I urge Aonung to eat lunch with me.
"Jeez, Neteyam didn't know you were so eager to eat lunch with me today." Aonung chuckles as I practically drag him towards our table.

"I don't wanna share you with... Kimi." I smirk a bit, knowing that she won't be a problem anymore.
"Hah! Well, you've got me for the day. She's honestly annoying..." Aonung confesses
It's okay, my love, you won't have to deal with her anymore.

We arrive at our table, and we converse. I have half the mind of asking him about his "hooking up" with Kimi, but the bitch will be dead anyway. Speaking of dead girls, I think I hear sirens. The whole café is still. Everyone is quiet. I would've laughed if it weren't for that fact.
Suddenly, the announcements go off.

*Students, please stay where you are and do not bother the paramedics as they enter the building. I repeat, do not bother the paramedics and stay where you are! If you cause any trouble at all, it will result in immediate suspension!*

The principal's voice rings throughout the entire building. Students gasp, and others whisper. Questions get thrown around, and rumors are already spreading. Aonung looks at me. Even with concern on his face, he looks so pretty.

"Any idea what this is about?" Aonung asks. I want to tell him the truth, I really do, but no... Maybe someday.

"No, I don't hope it isn't something too bad..." I reply, faking my concern. A few minutes pass.

"Guys, I just got a text from my friend, she said she saw Kimi being carried out!" Tsireya announces covering her mouth. Aonung's jaw drops low. He slowly looks at me.
Oh shit, was I too obvious?
"Oh damn... Aonung isn't Kimi, that girl you've been hanging around?" Rotxo askes
"Yeah... Hopefully she's okay." Aonung looks down.
Yeah, well, that ain't happening.
I almost giggled. Something about me killing Kimi felt right and not in a way where she doesn't get Aonung, even though I'm happy about that... Is it just fun? A joy in almost getting rid of someone, and no one knowing.
"Hey Aonung.." I put my hand over his possessively. He looks at me.
"If you ever need to talk, I'm here. And I'm sure Kimi will be fine.
Something flashes in Aonung's eye for a second.
Worry?
Relife?
Scared?
Love?
I have no idea, but it's quickly replaced with gratitude. I hate that I don't know his every thought.
"Thank you, Teyam." Aonung smiles.
I smile back wide and happy. I love him so so so so so much. And he will be mine. Forever.
And I would murder thousands of "Kimis" before I let him get away.

"You're welcome, Aonung."

Chapter Text

Aonung pins me down on the bed with a hard thump. His hands hold my arms firmly, ensuring I can't move. We're both fully clothed, and I hate it.

"You look so beautiful under me," Aonung growls, beginning to bite my neck like a ravenous animal. Instead of pain, I feel pleasure. Aonung could never hurt me; every touch of his feels good.

"Nung..." I say in a playful tone. He lifts his head from my neck, blood on his lips, and gazes at me with a predatory intensity. He's so perfect.

I lean closer to his ear and whisper, "I need you to ruin me."

That was all it took. Aonung slams me down, but as soon as my head hits the bed, I wake up. I'm alone in my bed—no Aonung, just silence and darkness. Not that I'm unfamiliar with it, but it feels so... lonely. I suppose I should be familiar with that by now, too.

And to top it off, I have a horrid case of morning wood. Great.

10:00 AM Friday (At school)
There's a poster "LONG LIVE KIMI"
Cries fill the gym during Kimi's memorial.
"At 3:21 yesterday, Kimi Chocomonga passed away in the hospital. She was a bright, ambitious student loved by both students and staff. Today, we remember her in a positive light."

A girl, who I assume is Kimi's best friend, screams and cries in agony. The whole situation makes me want to laugh. She had it coming.

The school band emerges, playing a song while the cheerleaders wave the American flag. I almost burst into laughter at this part. I would giggle a bit, but Aonung is sitting next to me. I can’t see his face because he has his head in his hands. I almost feel bad, but I remind myself that I did this for his own good.

I love him. He will never belong to anyone else. I wish I didn’t have to kill her, but she was in the way. I made a promise, and I won't break it.

I place my hand on Aonung’s shoulder. I’ve been itching to touch him since I woke up, but I disguise it as a gesture of comfort. He doesn’t look up but places his hand over mine, his other hand dropped as he stares down. I know they were somewhat close and were going to date at some point—if they haven’t already. I hate that I made him this way. I would kill myself if I could, but my purpose is for Aonung.

I couldn’t possibly leave him, especially now. His hand brings infinite warmth and brightness into my life, and I almost squeal with delight at the size difference between us.

“Counseling is available in the front office. Please don’t feel pressured to say anything; it’s not what Kimi would have wanted,” the principal announces.

I scoffed. She seemed perfectly fine with pressuring Aonung into sleeping with her, and I still needed to get the details about that.

“Furthermore, the first period will be postponed as we have to conduct a police investigation. Please don’t be alarmed, and don’t interfere.”

Shit! An investigation? She was poisoned, so of course, they would conduct one. Idiot Neteyam. I could kick myself right now, but there’s no way I could have known. I have a solid alibi; I made sure the cameras caught me alone during that time period. There’s no way I could have poisoned her, or at least, that’s what I want them to believe.

“Neteyam…” Aonung looked up at me, his hand still resting over mine on my shoulder.

“Yes, Aonung?” I replied quickly.

“I know it's not the best time to ask, but can you come over after school? To my house, I mean. I don't want to be alone right now, and I don’t want to burden Tsireya or Rotxo—”

“Aonung.” I cut off his rambling.

“I would love to be there for you. It’s okay,” I said with a smile.

He smiled back and squeezed my hand. Don’t worry, my love… I’ll make you forget all about her.

**TIMESKIP AFTER SCHOOL – SULLY'S HOME**

The whole school day passed quietly. No one really spoke except for small murmurs, and even then, we didn't dare mention Kimi. The memories were just too painful—for everyone else, at least. I was fine. All I needed was Aonung. Plus, Kimi was never a good person anyway. What’s the point of mourning?

The investigation wasn’t that difficult, and since I was new, they didn’t hold me for long. I had no motive to kill, yet I did. She was a nuisance, interfering with what didn’t belong to her... She had to go.

I’m in my room getting ready to hang out with my love. I want to wear something seductive but not too revealing—just enough for him to compliment me. I settled on a tight shirt to show some skin and baggy jeans that let my boxers peek out a bit. I sprayed on my best cologne and slipped into sneakers I've never worn before. I want to look my best for Aonung.

Before I met Aonung, I had no reason to dress up because I didn’t care about an outsider's opinions. But now he’s my reason, and I couldn’t be happier to dress up for him. Making myself beautiful for Aonung gives me a wonderful thrill. Plus, he won’t have time to grieve over Kimi when I’m there.

I waltz downstairs and into the kitchen, which still needs unpacking. My mother is sitting there, of course, and so is my father. They seem to be in deep conversation; my father's eyes look tense and tired, while my mother looks like she's just won a game.

She was always condescending like that.

As soon as I walk in, my mother notices me and smiles widely. "My son! We were just talking about you."

Me? They don't know, do they? It would be impossible—

Jake's deep voice cuts off my thoughts. "We got a call from the school. A student passed away from poisoning... Were they in the same grade as you?"

Be calm, Neteyam. Tell them what you told the police. You're fine; they have no way of knowing.

"Yeah... I think her name was Kimi."

"Neteyam... There's no easy way to ask this, but with your mother's past—"

"Are you asking me if I did it?!" My anger swells. They have no idea it was me! Yet they ask anyway.

"Do not yell at your father! Listen, boy, we need you to answer truthfully," Neytiri snaps.

I scoff.

I should've known she would get protective. Her precious Jake is up on that high horse, thinking they can rule over me. I do what I want!

A moment passes.

"Did you even ask Lo'ak or Kiri if they did it?" I raise an eyebrow.

Both of them stay quiet.

"No. You didn't, and you choose to blame me because I'm different?" I roll my eyes. I don't need this.

"Neteyam, please. Did you do it or not?" Jake asks. I don't answer.

"I'm going out. Don't wait up." I exit the kitchen with their voices following behind me. My mother sounds angry, and my father sounds sad.

I couldn't care less. I pull out my phone and text Aonung: "I'm on the way."

I get into my car and speed out of the driveway. My parents don't know what they are talking about. I mean, sure, I did kill her, but how could they know? It's ridiculous. They didn't ask Kiri or Lo'ak. Their only excuse was "Because of my mother's past." It's not my fault she wanted to kill for my father! Aonung and I are nothing like that. She was a senseless murderer, and we constantly had to see her get into trouble. Wasn't she in a gang? I've been perfect my whole life! But the second I start being normal, they want to stop that. But whatever... It's fine.

They need to stay out of my way. And we can overlook this whole thing.

 

**Aonung's House 6:12 PM**

Why am I so nervous?

The love of my life and I are just hanging out. Nothing serious. I plan to take something of his because I need more for my shrine. Well, it's more of a box of his stuff I keep under my bed. Whatever, that doesn’t matter now. I need to walk up to the front door and knock.

I exit the car. His neighborhood is full of big houses. Safe to say it's the richest part of town. The sun has gone down a bit, making it dark and cool. It smells nostalgic outside. I can't quite place the memory, though.

I make it to the door and ring the doorbell. A few minutes later, Tsireya opens it. Her eyes are red and puffy, like she's been crying.

"Hey, Neteyam..." She sounds so deflated and sad, the complete opposite of the girl I knew a week ago. I almost feel bad.

"Hi, Tsireya. You okay?"

"Not doing too well. I'm gonna miss Kimi."

Oh. Usually, people just say they're fine.

"Is there anything I can do?" I offer, knowing she's not going to say anything.

"No, of course not; I can't ask anything of you."

"Right. So I'm here for Aonung..."

"Oh! How rude of me... Please, come in and take your shoes off," she steps aside.

"You're fine. Thank you."

I walk in and take my shoes off.

"Uh, Tsireya, where's Aonung?"

"He should be in his room upstairs, second door on the left." She sniffles.

"Okay, thank you. And I'm so sorry for your loss."

She doesn't respond.

I walk away with a smirk on my lips. I was never sorry.

I make my way to Aonung's room and open the door. Some strange part of me is hoping he’s in the middle of changing. Gross. Don't tell him that, Neteyam.

"Hey, Neteyam." Aonung's angelic voice reaches my ears.

I swoon immediately. There's my perfect boy.

"Hi, Nung. Are you doing okay? I saw your sister downstairs; I think she was crying."

"I'm fine. Not taking it as badly as my sister, though. She was friends with Kimi. Tsireya's a sensitive girl. She'll be okay, though."

I smile warmly at him. "You don't have to stand there. Come sit." He pats his bed where he's lying, and I blush.

I sit down next to Aonung but avoid eye contact because I might burst from excitement.

"So, how have you been? You smell good, by the way," Aonung says.

"Ah, thanks." OMYEYWAY!!

"I, uh, argued with my parents before I left. Still kind of mad about it," I answer.

"Oh wow. Really? You seemed like the perfect golden boy to me. Never thought you would argue with your parents."

My head snaps to him. "You think I'm perfect?"

"Uh—" Aonung blushes and looks at the wall.

He looks cute, flustered.

I giggle. He's adorable.

"Don’t flatter yourself, Sully! I just meant you seem so uptight all the time," he stammers.

You know what else is tight?

I blush at my own thoughts. Neteyam!

"I've never really relaxed before. I guess I don't know how."

Aonung looks at me, his gaze feels... heavy.

"What? You're telling me that you've never relaxed before?"

I shrug. It's silent for a moment.

"Wait, I know how to help."
I hope it's in a way I like...

_________________
"Swimming?!" I yell, looking at the huge indoor pool in Aonung's backyard.

"Yeah! I love to swim. I wanted to show you my new pool anyway, remember?"

Yeah, I remember you telling me before I murdered Kimi. I'm kinda mad we didn't fuck, but whatever.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Well, I want to help you relax, so..."

So what?

The next second, I feel Aonung push me into the pool.

I yelp. I'm underwater; it's cold and bleak. What the hell, Aonung...

I break the surface of the water, gasping for air, water up my nose, and burning my throat. I cough, my eyes tightly shut. I hear Aonung laughing, then it fades into concern.

"Neteyam? Shit, I'm sorry. I thought it would be fun! I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

I want to yell at him, curse, and ask him, "What's wrong with you?" But I can't seem to do it. Something feels like it's blocking me from expressing my frustration. I just stay frozen, unable to register that Aonung hurt me. Somehow, I feel like it's my fault, and I believe it.

I let out a high, drawn-out laugh, but it feels wrong.

"I'm fine, Aonung!" No, I'm not. I hate the water...but he loves it.

"Get in here!" I reach towards him.

He starts laughing again and jumps into the pool. I don't feel comfortable.

"I knew you were fun, Neteyam!" He grabs onto me in the water.

He's so warm. I instantly forget everything that's not about Aonung. I don't care how uncomfortable I am.

I still love him.

"Aonung! You're heavy!" I say, but there's no real heat behind my words.

"Carry me!" Aonung demands, and I obey without question.

He hops on my back, and water splashes everywhere. The chlorine smell fills my nose as it mixes with the scent of my cologne.

"Ack! Nung, watch it, you big baby!" I giggle.

He wraps his legs around my torso and his arms around my neck, even though he's taller than I am.

It doesn't matter; I love him. I should thank him for pushing me. I was standing too close anyway. I was just surprised. I could never be mad at him. I sigh dreamily.

The feeling of his groin against my backside makes me feel... tingly. I shouldn't get turned on; it's wrong. But he's right here, hanging off my back.

"Okay, my first orders are... walk a lap with me on your back," Aonung commands.

"That's cute... Yeah, no, I'm not doing that. I'm fully clothed!" I interject. He's adorable, but really, Aonung!?

He splashes water in my face.

"Hey—"

"You have to relax, Teyam!"

Teyam?

"New nickname?"

"No time for questions. Go!"

I start walking, but my mind is stuck on the new nickname. Teyam... Yes, I love it! I love him so, so, so much. It feels like he's rewarding me for something. I love spending time with this amazing person.

Then a not-so-innocent thought wriggles its way into my mind. I should rub against him. No, that would be bad... But he's mine, so I guess it's okay?

As I bounce in the water, I arch my back a little more, just enough so that he can feel me perfectly. Aonung’s little rant pauses.

"And, I, uh..." I hear him stutter.

"Calm down, Nung. I'm almost done," I say cheekily.

"Keep going!... " Walking, I mean-" Aonung yells.

I'm one hundred percent sure he's blushing.

"Of course, what else could you mean?" I look back mockingly and move back a little more deliberately, grinding against him.

I see a blush spreading from his cheeks all the way to his ears. The sight does wonders for me!

Another thought pops into my mind.

"Hey, Aonung!"

"W-What?"

"Watch this."

I dive under the water and drag Aonung with me. He kicks, but I don’t let go; he’ll be okay. I open my eyes, and it only stings a little before I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him in. His face is so close, but I don’t kiss him—at least, not yet. I move my arms up and wrap them around his neck, locking my legs around his torso. Now we're in missionary...

I assume Aonung understands and grabs my behind, lifting us back up. I gasp for air as water splashes everywhere. I wipe my eyes clean and throw my arms back over his neck. I can feel his erection pressed against mine now.

"Hah! I'm riding you now," I laugh. I know exactly what I mean. I look at Aonung's face; he looks so small and flustered. I want to kiss him so badly.

"Aw~ What's wrong, Nung? You embarrassed?"

He doesn’t say anything; he just stares at me. I never want his eyes to leave.

"I have an idea," I say.

"Hm?" Aonung questions, still speechless.

"Spin us around," I say excitedly.

I can see him swallow nervously—his Adam's apple is so cute. Slowly, we start moving together. He spins us in circles as I laugh in delight.

"Woo!" I scream, my voice echoing off the indoor pool walls. Aonung starts laughing too and goes faster.

I unwrap my arms from his neck and lean back, making sure my legs are still wrapped tightly around him. He continues to spin us while my upper body floats.

I'm loving this. It's like a dream come true! His hard cock is still very noticeable, but we are both having fun. I can just imagine him rutting into me in this position. Wait—Neteyam, please, this is very inappropriate. He's basically humping me at this point... Not that I mind!

I lean back up and grab onto him again; my wet braids slap me in the face. Aonung looks up at me with a smile.

"Getting dizzy?" he chuckles.

I nod, afraid that if I talk, I might stutter too much with his secure hold on me.

"Let's get out, yeah?"

I nod again and start to move to get off him, but he grabs me and presses me against him.

"Where do you think you're going?" Aonung bellows.

I-uhm, what?! I didn’t think teasing him would go this far!

His eyes look the same as the dream I had last night... I'm feeling so turned on. He doesn't say another word and begins moving toward the edge of the pool, carrying me with him in the same position. I want to protest, but then again... I don't mind. All I do is hold on tighter and snuggle my face into Aonung's neck. He smells so good! I just want to bury myself in his skin.

While daydreaming, I didn't notice that Aonung had already carried me inside. There was no one around; it was just the two of us. I lifted my head from Aonung's neck and looked around.

"Aonung, do you want to put me down now?" I asked, but he remained oddly quiet.

"You knew what you were doing, huh?" Aonung's voice sounds oddly quiet."In the pool... Was that on purpose?"

I scramble off him and stand on my feet.

"O-oh shit! I-I'm sorry, Aonung; I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable if that's what you're saying!" My panic is evident. I thought this was going well! How could he hate it? I just wanted Aonung to know that I loved him.

I stare at the floor and fidget with my hands. Eywa, I'm such an idiot. Burning hot embarrassment colors my face.

Aonung scoffs, "You're awfully cute, you know that?"

Cute?! I look up shyly.

"Ya know, this is a big difference from the relaxed Neteyam in the pool just now. Maybe you need help relaxing again?"

Wait, is he serious? He couldn't possibly mean...

Aonung looks me up and down. His gaze feels predatory in a way I can't quite explain. I guess I feel uncomfortable. Whatever he's suggesting, I need some time to think about it...

"Aonung…" I say his name uncertainly.

"Neteyam." He says mine back but with a hint of something else. Lust, maybe?

He walks closer to me. His footsteps are heavy and wet from the pool. The sound of his feet seems louder, making me shake slightly. I want this. Right? Why am I questioning everything? Aonung is mine... He's my love. I should never doubt that.

His arms wrap around my waist, and his mouth is near my ear as he whispers,

"I know it's messed up to say this."

Do I want this? His grip gets tighter.

"But now that Kimi's gone…"

Yes. And tighter…

"I need someone."

Yes? Tighter—

"A friend with benefits."

I don't know...

His grip is crushing.

I almost pull away. I almost say no. I almost deny Aonung. But I can't. His warm skin has done so much for me. He has brought infinite light and love into my life, even if he doesn't know it. I have to repay him somehow… right?

That's how it works.

I smirk and lean into Aonung's ear, gripping the back of his shirt with my fingers.

I whisper, "I would love to be your new friend."

That was all it took. He picks me up again—same position. Only now, he’s kissing my neck. I should be squealing over this right now, but I’m not. Why? I’ve always wanted this. I’ve always wanted Aonung. We are about to be intimate, yet my excitement is minimal. I moan and grip his hair as he demolishes my neck, but beneath the physical thrill, it feels... rushed. Is he only using me because of Kimi? I know grief changes people, but this is such a drastic departure from the sweet boy from earlier.

I guess he's just different now. I did tell myself I wanted him to forget all about Kimi.
He throws me onto the bed, and I almost get whiplash. Our wet clothes dampen the sheet, but they are quickly stripped away, leaving us in just our boxers.

"You okay with this?" Aonung asks from on top of me.
I've been asking myself that same question. But I could never say no. "Yes! Just hurry up and fuck me." I want this over with.

Aonung smirks. "Patience, Teyam."
I roll my eyes. Then I shift and take control, flipping us so I am straddling him.
"Oh? Is that how you wanna do it?" Aonung says slyly. He has no idea what I'm about to do. I slowly slide my hands across his chest, down to his nipples, and further down toward his crotch, making sure to be as seductive as possible.

I swallow nervously before slipping my hand into his boxers.
He winces. "Too cold!"
"Oh, sorry!" I pull my hand out and rub my palms together, making sure they're warm before trying again. "Better?"

He nods. I wrap my hand around his shaft, or at least try to. "Wow, you're really big, huh?"

Aonung blushes and looks away. It’s kind of cute seeing him shy while he’s entirely exposed. Slowly, I stroke him. I pull his boxers down and position myself between his legs, watching his breathing stop for a moment. Now he is right in front of me. Instantly, I forgot why I was so uncomfortable in the place. I can't wait to have him inside me.

"Ready, big boy?" I tease.

I wrap my hands around him and bring the tip to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss against the small slit. He shivers in response. But I want to hear him moan. I trace my tongue along the tip, watching his eyes for a reaction, and he pants in response. I take him into my mouth—well, most of him, anyway. It's too long! I can feel him throbbing on my tongue as I slowly start bobbing my head.

Aonung's whimpers and groans are like a reward. I love how well he sits in my mouth, and I start picking up the pace. I feel his hands tangling into my hair, gripping tightly. I hate the thought that Kimi might've done this before. But I have a plan. I'm gonna make him cum so hard it'll be like she never existed. I use my tongue while sucking him, and he seems to love it.

Aonung's hips jerk forward, begging for more. At this point, I'm gagging on his length. Tears form in my eyes from the depth, but before I stop, I go all the way down to the base. His pubes tickle my face.

"O-Oh... Neteyam!" He cries out.

Yes, moan my name, sweetie. I'll make you so happy.
His legs shake slightly. "I think I'm close," he gasps.

I yank my head off and look up at him, wiping my mouth clean with the back of my hand. "Not yet..."

I want him inside every part of me. I take my boxers off and sit between his legs while Aonung lies there with a dazed look on his face.

 

"Done already? We are just getting started..."

Chapter Text

I sit crisscross on Aonung’s bed, his head resting in my lap. The curtains block the morning sun, leaving the room dimly lit. I stare vacantly, lost in thought. My fingers tangle in Aonung’s dark, curly hair as he sleeps peacefully.

It's amusing how someone so rough can be so gentle in sleep. I can still feel his hands on my neck, the lingering marks of his touch. It’s as if I were here for just one purpose, and perhaps I was. I wanted this. I needed it. I longed for him to love me. From the moment I met him, he brought a light into my life that I can’t imagine living without. I need him with me; I don’t think I can survive without him.

My grip tightens in his hair as I recall the intimacy we shared. I’ve been awake since we finished. He was so deep inside me that it hurt, tears streaming down my face as I felt him thrusting into me. Yet strangely, I couldn’t register the pain. It felt like love, though I’m not sure I truly understand what love is. I’ve always been emotionless.

Who am I to judge? Perhaps he simply expresses love differently.

The ache in my body, the way it swells, that’s just Aonung’s love. I am grateful that he chose me. Still, I feel a lingering resentment, sticking to me like an annoying rash. Despite it all, I can only feel love for Aonung, even if it feels… wrong.

**Aonung's House, 10:00 AM**

Aonung groans and buries his head deeper into my lap. I quickly look down, a smile forming on my face to greet him as he wakes. I don’t want him to think he hurt me; I only want him to see me happy.

He yawns and stretches, turning his back to me. I admire the freckles on his back; they remind me of stars. He’s gorgeous. Every moment spent with him makes me crave an eternity together. A warm feeling spreads through my entire body.

“Neteyam?” Aonung turns his head slightly to look at me.

“Good morning, Aonung,” I reply.

His smile fades slightly. “Oh shit—did you tell your parents you were spending the night here? And your clothes; we probably need to wash them.”

He sits on the edge of the bed, looking down, and I feel panic rising in me. “This was a bad idea,” he says.

No!

“Hey, hey! Aonung, everything's fine. My parents know I'm here. They won’t be mad that I stayed longer than usual.” I crawl over to him, placing my hand on his shoulder. “As for my clothes, I can just wash them.”

Aonung looks up at me, doubt evident in his eyes.

“Everything's fine. We’re good,” I insist, smiling.

Aonung smirks. “You’re so hot right now,” he says, a look of desire in his eyes. I laugh nervously as he pins me down to the bed again. My sore body screams in agony, but I don’t say a word. His face hovers over mine, a dangerous smirk on his lips.

“Round four?” he asks. I want to say yes, but I’m unsure if my body can handle it.

“Maybe later,” I reply, putting my hand on his chest to move him. But I can’t push him away—not because he is too strong, but because my body refuses to let me. I try not to panic, but to him, it might seem like I am willing. Do I want this? My body seems ready, but my mind feels otherwise.

“Are you just playing hard to get, Teyam?”

I— I can’t move. I stay silent.

“I knew it.” He leans in to kiss me, and I let it happen. His lips trace my face, moving down to my bruised neck and all the way to my stomach.

And I just let it happen.

I wanted this.

I wanted this?

I needed it...