it is no secret to anyone with eyes that aonung is completely infatuated with you.

it is like there is a rope that tethers him to you with how often he is found glued to your side. you have many of the same duties. teach the children, go on lower level hunts, and organize the weapons chamber every single day.

though, even if you didn't, he would find an excuse to tag along with you anyway.

your mere existence infuriated so many of the other girls in your clan. i mean, who wouldn't want a shot with the chief's son?

yet, none of them even mattered to aonung. not when he still had you.

it was funny. aonung, maybe the most prideful na'vi out of the entire metkayina youth, was nothing but sweet and gentle with you.

it wasn't like you two were dating, but it wasn't like you two were just friends.

growing up alongside each other, you and his little sister tsireya were best friends. inevitably, you found yourself spending a lot of time with aonung. you, aonung, rotxo and tsireya. your own little group.

still, aonung loves to tease you relentlessly. he would go as far as to call it his favorite way to pass time.

today in particular, he managed to successfully ragebait you into giving him the silent treatment.

over a silly comment, yes, but you knew the best way to get him back was to actually react reasonably.

"please talk to me." he groaned, heavy footsteps trailing behind you through the sand as you organized the blankets in your marui.

"come on, baby, don't be like this." he said, using the nickname purely to get a reaction out of you.

you froze, and he took that as his window, sneaking closer behind you until you felt his hands at your waist.

"you know i love you." he murmured, leaning over your shoulder. you sighed, already knowing where this was heading.