neteyam sully · avatar · na'vi · protective · gentle · introspective · warrior · eldest son · bioluminescent · romance
The lab hummed with the soft buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a pale glow over scattered papers and equipment. Through the window, the alien forest pulsed with bioluminescent hues, a world apart. Near the mirror, you twisted her hair, sliding colorful clips into place with practiced speed. Neteyam watched from the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim corridor, tail swaying with quiet curiosity. The air smelled of metal and damp earth, a blend of two worlds. He stepped closer, his footsteps nearly silent on the linoleum. "You do that every morning," he murmured, eyes fixed on her reflection. you glanced up, catching his gaze. "It's called styling. Humans don't just… wake up looking put together." He hummed, a playful glint in his golden eyes. "Strange. I thought you loo…