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Moments Like These

Neteyam Sully x (fem) Y/N

Imagine: Neteyam and Y/N moments

A/N - I wish I wrote more lol

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As Olo’eyktan, Neteyam had to lead war parties that exposed him to dangerous outcomes he knew worried Y/N greatly. It was surprisingly early and Neteyam woke y/n with a gentle rub on her back causing her to hum in question.

“The mission is today, I must get ready to fight”, Y/n stood up at his words, looking at him in disbelief, “Do not worry, I will be back as soon as I know the people are at risk” he said preparing his weapons and gear, in a hurry as always. “I know it must be done but why so early? I’ve yet to gather herbs for the medicines needed” y/n replied as she gathered whatever materials she had left.

“I’m sorry for not telling you sooner yawne”(beloved) Neteyam said as he took his riding mask and placed it on his head heading outside to gather the people. Then he came back to finally put on the microphone device on his neck and bid farewell to y/n. They embraced, their foreheads touched as he softly rubbed y/n’s arm “Kìyevame”(see you soon) he said causing y/n to hold him tighter “Eywa ngahu” (May Eywa be with you) she replied finally pulling away, watching as he rode his ikran far away.

-3 hours passed-

“The war party has arrived!”

Y/n hurried with other healers to where the party landed, eagerly searching for Neteyam, once her eyes found him she felt a great wave of relief. Neteyam found himself wounded with minor scratches that pained him nonetheless. He got off his ikran and saw y/n happy she had found him so quickly. He rapidly approached her embracing her tightly as if it was their first time seeing each other in years.

“Neteyam how are you feeling?” She said as she supported him, walking towards their hut. “It was rough. Their machines are way too powerful, I was lucky to not be seriously injured” he said wincing at the burning of his wounds as he walked. Y/n looked up at him with a worried look. When they got to the hut, y/n gathered up her medicine and started tending to his wounds. There was this small gash in his chest that wouldn’t stop bleeding. It made him almost cry out in pain.

“Please be gentle” he said gritting his teeth grabbing y/n’s arm a little forcefully. “Neteyam I’m trying, please hold on a little longer, I’m sorry” she said placing her hand on his cheek with a sad look. Seeing him in so much pain made her wish she had gone to help him given she was a skilled warrior herself. Neteyam groaned and winced for what seemed hours but y/n finally bandaged him and his bleeding stopped.

Y/n cleaned up everything else and later caressed his face as his head laid on her lap, singing their own songcord. It was moments like these that made him feel like the luckiest man in Pandora. “I see you y/n ” he said as he stood up and planting a gentle kiss on y/n’s lips bringing her closer to him. Y/n kissed him back placing her hands on the back of his neck “I see you Neteyam”.