After helping her walk to the table, Neteyam pulls a chair out for Aneysa to sit on.
"I didn't need your help" Aneysa says, as she looks down and sulks.
"You're welcome" Neteyam replies with a smile, making his way into the kitchen.
"I am guessing you want something sweet right? Like you always do" Neteyam says.
"Well what if I do not?" She asks him.
"It not like i care anyways" she then mutters under her breath not knowing that Neteyam had heard her.
He smiles and shakes his head, "pancakes it is. Freshly made by me."
She nods, not speaking another word.
Neteyam didn't like that. He didn't like the fact she was so quiet around him, instead of asking him questions, and finding ways to talk back to him.
He sees her touching her ankle gently as she winces in pain.
"Did you hurt yourself?" Neteyam asks.
"No I'm fine" Aneysa replies.
He knew that she was not fine.
Neteyam then makes his way to her, sitting down in front of her before lifting her leg up, taking her foot out the slider.
"I said I'm fine" Aneysa says.
"Just stay still" Neteyam replies back as he checks her ankle.
It seemed to be fine but he notices the bruising on her foot. Not only on her ankle, but at the top of her foot too.
He felt like an idiot for not realising earlier.
"You are hurt. How did you manage to bruise yourself?" Neteyam asks.
"I do not know" she simply cannot remember how she managed to get bruised of what she did.
Neteyam puts her leg down for a moment as he goes back into the kitchen, rampaging through the cabinets.
She sees him take out, what looks like an ointment.
He comes to sit back down, lifting her leg up once again.
He turns open the lid to the tube, applying to ointment onto his index finger. He begins to apply it on her gently, as he blows onto it.
"Why do you wear heels if they only hurt you?" He asks as he continues to apply it.
"They were a gift. From Ronal" Aneysa replies.
"What is the point of a gift that only hurts you" Neteyam says.
"Well I could not be rude and say no" Aneysa says.
"You could just inform her nicely. I'm sure she'd understand" Neteyam says and then looks up at her, "you'll only end up with a broken ankle if you continue to wear them."
"Alright, doctor" she rolls her eyes at him.
Neteyam can't help but find her sassiness cute as he smiles whilst putting her foot back down.
"You'll be happy to hear we have vanilla ice cream for you to eat with your pancakes" Neteyam mentions to her as he walks back into the kitchen.
"You do?" Aneysa's eyes light up as she looks at him, only to see Neteyam grinning.
She then quickly looks away from him, "I mean, that will be great. Thankyou."
"You can be happy about having ice cream you know" Neteyam says.
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Desire
RomanceThe Sully's move to America, Miami, after their father had got a job offer. It is a very different lifestyle to what they had before, living in the Uk. Lo'ak has his dreams to pursue the life of art. As he starts University, he finds it hard to fit...
