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“Jack. What’s that one again?” Kiri asks, scratching the side of her nose.
“Never have I ever. First person to put down five fingers has to drink,” Tsireya pipes up helpfully, holding her palm up and splaying her fingers to demonstrate.
Neteyam groans. “Do we have to? We’re not twelve.”
“You’re just embarrassed that you don’t get any,” Lo’ak snickers.
Neteyam rolls his eyes. “I get plenty.”
“Yeah right!” exclaims Lo’ak sarcastically. Ao’nung can’t help but agree; he’s never seen the darker-skinned boy so much as flirt with another person, despite the fact that he could easily get anyone he wanted if he tried.
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Neteyam nodded, blushing. "Y-yeah. You see, we—my siblings and I—were playing some game, and, um, they—can you hook me up with someone in here? Anyone is fine. He hurriedly added the last part.
"Anyone?" The guy muses. A small smile formed on his lips. "A'right," he stood up. Neteyam had expected him to be taller than him, but he's way taller and bigger.
Lo'ak really set him up. Fuck.
"Let's have a date then." The guy said as if it were just that simple.
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[ONESHOT] In which on Ao'nung's 21st birthday he receives the best gift imaginable.
Drunken kissing and confessions ensured.
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the way of water changes destinies by hanyus
Fandoms: Avatar (Cameron Movies), Avatar: The Way of Water - Fandom
20 Jan 2023
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“For Eywa’s sake, Lo’ak.” Kiri turned to him, snapping at him with an incredulous gesture. Lo’ak looked up at her, and from her expression, he was sure that Kiri was deciding whether to smack him or laugh at the whole situation. “Why the hell did you say that?”
“I don’t know, okay?” Lo’ak groaned again, letting himself fall on the sand. He stared at the sky and bit his lip. “I wasn’t thinking straight.”
Kiri snorted.
“Who doesn’t think straight when spilling our brother’s valuable information to Ao’nung?”
“Thanks for adding salt to the wound, Kiri. You’re lovely.” Lo’ak said, voice as dry as the desert.
Lo’ak was fine with the concept of loving whoever you wanted. Love was meant to be free, after all. The heart was the one who decided and there was nothing to stop it.