Unity

Chapter 6: Pretty boy

AN: I want to say this is not a slow burn, like its more of an explosion, the idea is they're like soulmates with an instant connection, obviously they aren't gonna mate straight away but feelings and tension are strong from the beginning. Just thought I'd say in case anyone is confused as to why they might be moving so fast, it's different than Jake and Neytiri, even though they were meant to be together, it is not so desired by Eywa as Neteyam and Kolanan, it's like this urgency between these two that makes their souls and energy connect so easily and for them to get so comfortable with each other so quick. I didn't want it to be too similar to Jake and Neytiri or Lo'ak and Tsireya, it's kind of that grey area in between, like they want each other and they know they do right off the bat like Lo'ak and Tsireya but they also have their getting to know stage like Jake and Neytiri.

3rd pov 

Kolanan stirred slightly in her sleep, the sun still had not rose so she knew she had a few more hours before she would have to properly get up.

She sighed at the satisfying thought she could sleep more and shuffled down into the warmth to go back to sleep, until she realised what said 'warmth' was.

Neteyam.

More specifically, Neteyam almost entirely underneath her as she lay on his chest, arms wrapped around each other.

She should have known, she was always a bit of a serial cuddler.

Panic rose in Kolanan as she tried to slyly shift out of his grip back to the sliver of extra space on the bed, but Neteyam only subconsciously tightened his hold around her, pressing her back down.

Now she was wide awake, eyes bulging out of their sockets as her cheek was pressed against his chest, right where his heart was.

The gentle thumping eventually calmed her down.

But like every other moment she's shared with Neteyam, or thought she's had of him, the memory of her betrothal to Matembo sneaks in, his ugly ass face clouding her thoughts.

She looked up at Neteyam's peaceful face as he slept, and remembered what he said to her before they went it bed, "You think I'm ugly?"

Even though he asked her in a joking manner she almost blurted out a very serious answer.

He was the hottest guy she's ever seen, indeed a total pretty boy,  and he was fawning over her. 

And he treated her like a lady, acting like a gentleman, wanting her to have the bed when he was injured.

He was also funny as much as she hated to admit it, he was cheeky and just as sarcastic as her, he matched her humour.

But he was also responsible and diligent, a natural born leader, loyal and protective to the end, she could tell by the way he protected his family and fought for his clan.

He was the man of her dreams, as agitating as he was.

He was equally stubborn.

Annoying.

A bit of a smartass.

Close-minded.

Sassy.

In other words, just like her.

Not to mention the absolute cherry on top, this brat can do the one thing no other boy has managed in all her life.

He made her nervous.

No, that's an understatement, he made her heart race and mind spin so fast she thought she might need to sit down when looking him in the eyes for too long.