Miles Quaritch—the stern, no-nonsense RDA colonel—had never pictured himself falling in love with a blue. Neither did his recom team, who wouldn’t let him hear the end of it. He didn’t pay them any attention, of course. He was too far gone—you had him wrapped around your finger.

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After a particularly hard and long battle, Miles returned to Bridgehead, where you had stayed while he fought. He started going to his quarters the second he entered the building, paying the lower-ranked soldiers no mind as he walked by.

He gently pushed the door open as he reached his quarters, immediately scanning the room for any sign of you. You were seated at his desk, doing some of his paperwork and online work, as his computer was turned on. You were the smartest Na’vi he’d met. You rarely had any trouble working the technology the RDA had, although you’d never heard of it until the humans arrived on Pandora. He noticed that you were in one of his sweatshirts—specifically, one with his Deja Blu recom team logo. He smirked to himself as he also noticed that you still had a loincloth on, still refusing to completely ditch Na’vi clothing.

Miles made his way over to you, putting a hand on your shoulder and leaning over it to see what you were working on. He spoke, his voice just above a murmur as he tried not to interrupt your productive state, “You doin’ my work, Kitty?” A pause as he looked at the stack of finished paperwork and the document opened on his computer. “Sure as hell got a lot done.”