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mydearneteyam · 7 months ago

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WORTHY OF YOU ;; SO'LEK

summary ;; after a long time, it seems that eywa has allowed the same children who chased away your suitors to give the warrior you once knew a chance.

pairing ;; so'lek x healer!gn!na'vi!reader

warnings ;; mentions of war (briefly)

word count ;; 2.3k (with bonus)

word of the day ;; txasunu [t’a.ˈs·u.n·u] vin. love greatly, enjoy tremendously

You had never been easy to court. That was a fact. Perhaps many believed that simply because you cared for orphaned children after the war, you were easy prey for being kind and sweet, but it was far from a reality.

You had constantly heard sugar-coated words or modern compliments just by being a healer. You would even sometimes come across some who would get hurt to be treated by you, but your authoritative voice and piercing gaze were enough to make them give up easily. Although that was only part of it.

Yes, it was true that after the Battle of the Hallelujah Mountains you had adopted a few children. Each one had a different personality, a different view, none was the same as the other, except for one thing: the affection and concern they had for you.

"Sa'sem, I made you a necklace!"

"I brought a pair of feathers, Sa'sem. For your hair."

"I made you a basket, Sa'sem!"

You were their parent. And of course to you, these child hunters, artisans and future healers were like your children. Therefore, every na'vi from your clan knew that to win you over, they had to first earn each child's respect. But even you knew that was impossible.

The little hunters ruined hunting parties, causing prey to flee and your admirers to apologize for returning empty-handed, those craftsmen offered easily torn garments or clumsily knotted blades, and healers always ruined their presentations after perfuming them with stink bombs.

At this point, you had an army of young kids who loved you, cared, and hid you from others to death.

"They're not good choices! They give up right away!" they would plead from time to time. And while, you were grateful to be taken care of, sometimes you also wanted to meet someone, although for your age, the opportunity was becoming more and more distant every day.

At least that was until you met the Resistance.

"The Sarentu clan has returned" the Olo'eykte of your clan, a friend you had since you were young, came with that information to your home. That news surprised you, almost as if your own fellow banshee had taken a bite out of you.

"Are you sure?" and she smiled.

"I'd like to know firsthand. I want you to come with me."

You were not very familiar with the idea of humans, but you trusted blindly in the one who led your people, besides, it was an extinct clan! As a healer, you had a thousand doubts, especially because of the, according to you, reason for their death.

Arriving at the place, you were surprised by four Sarentu, whom you greeted with cordiality and an enthusiasm uncommon in you, in turn, you spoke as best you could with one of them in particular.

"Dr. Alma left us resting in capsules, for sixteen years now, at least" they said. You had to pull out a couple of numbers, for their story- the story itself of all of them told you, didn't match what you had been told as a young na'vi, but you didn't want to say anything yet. "...and then So'lek along with others from the Resistance led us out of that place to here."

Hearing that name, your ears flared a little and you were a little startled.

"So'lek?" you questioned. Behind you, a throat clearing made you turn around. With one of his arms dangling and a scowling face of pain, you were greeted by that boy, whom, with a smile, you recognized from both of your youth.

"I see you, Healer."

...

As a younger, you always had a strong temperament, taking the opposite to many authority figures that nowadays and with time, you had learned to respect. But in particular, as a young na'vi you were part of the warriors of your clan where you met So'lek a hunter, or well, a warrior at that time who was injured.

You would never admit out loud that during the weeks you were taking care of his wounds, you developed romantic feelings for him. But for you, it was just an awkward teenage romance. He was from another clan -literally massacred-, he had sworn to learn a little bit of everything in order to get revenge on the humans. For you, it was impossible. So you moved on.

Though now that you were giving his wounds a quick checkup, you wondered if the reason for allowing your children's shenanigans was because you wished - or rather prayed - to meet that warrior again.

"Brings back memories" you sighed as you put an ointment on his left shoulder. He made a grimace that you could almost consider a smile and nodded. "...from when you were impulsive" And of course, your words could never end without a certain comment.

"How could I forget? You knocked me out for a day to get my wounds to close" he released the air from his lungs, looking at you. "I'm glad to hear you've been good".

"I can say the same, have you find someone?" by the silence that came, you could assume it didn't go well.

"I thought I did, but instead I was reckless."

"Why am I not surprised?" you questioned quietly. Perhaps he didn't hear you or preferred to avoid answering, but he asked you the same question.

"How about you, has anyone managed to tame Pandora's beast?" his attempt at a joke only made you snort, rolling your eyes.

"Not yet."

As you continued conversing with him, you couldn't help but notice that from a safe distance, the Sarentu were watching you attentively.

"Have you been taking care of them?" you questioned, bandaging his shoulder after checking that the pomade you had put on had adhered to his skin. He denied, letting out a low laugh.

"I thought my appearance was the opposite of what a babysitter would look like."

"Well, I babysit several and look at me, I look the same or worse than you" you pointed to yourself. He looked at you with surprise and you noticed his tail wagging under the bed.

"Have you had children?"

"Not of my own" you clarified. "After the war, many of their parents… passed away, so I took care of some of them. They've grown up under my wing, so I try to give the best I can." you spoke, smiling as you described them.

You didn't notice So'lek looking at you intently.

"Though sometimes they are too unruly" you gave a chuckle. "Okay, stand up, let's see if you have anything else" you changed the subject.

When he stood up, the two of you stood with a closeness that you didn't feel forced, as with the suitors you had, but you ignored that thought quickly, examining him completely. Stepping around him, you nodded.

"I don't see anything else and I don't sniff for open wounds. If you have any problems, let me know, okay? I'll be staying for a while here" you reported. You looked up only to notice that he was already watching you and although you thought he would avert his gaze out of nervousness, he didn't.

"I understand, thank you. I... I must go" but his body ignored the words and you both remained just a few centimeters away. Maybe something would have happened or maybe not, but a voice interrupted both of you.

"Sa'sem?" it was At'ari, one of the older boys you had taken care of. Beside him stood Rina and Äska, the huntress and the craftsman, watching you intently. You turned away from So'lek as if you might have gotten the flu next to him and approached them.

"What are you doing here?" you questioned, somewhere between concern and annoyance. There was no way anything could have happened in the clan, you just arrive yesterday.

"You forgot some baskets" indicated the boy who had white dyed hair, but he wasn't looking at you, he was looking at the man behind you. "Who is he?"

"At'ari. Show respect" you commanded, to which he reluctantly waved. So'lek reciprocated the gesture with respect, saluting all three.

"I must get going." he placed a hand on your shoulder to which you gave a smile and nodded.

"Be careful."

As the male walked away, the trio looked at each other. You'd never be so nice to someone…. you didn't want to know better.

"Don't even think about it!" you threatened.

...

They did, in fact, think about it.

They had decided not to leave until they had completed what was their goal. But this time, not everything went the way they expected.

"So'lek, can you teach me how to use a human weapon?" smiled Rina, remembering how the few warriors in the clan would get paranoid at the mere thought of her touching one, imagining your furious face.

"As long as you don't use them as a toy" he indicated, allowing her to sit closer. "You see, this is a fusil, it's the most common thing humans use…" he began to explain and the girl's eyes lit up, listening intently.

From afar, At'ari had a frown on his face and Äska looked at him.

"He's a warrior, 'Ari, far better than anyone we know" he admitted, but the elder only gave a grunt.

In the second week, Äska was the one who had run into So'lek, albeit accidentally. While the younger had started making a feather necklace, something didn't seem to be right. Something was still missing.

"I see you, Äska" the boy was a bit surprised, but waved back. "Something wrong?"

"I can't see what's wrong with this. Can you take a look at it?" he muttered, a little embarrassed. Noticing the attitude, the man looked it over quickly.

"I won't lie to you. I'm not an expert in the crafts and I'm not looking to spoil your progress. Wouldn't you prefer that I accompany you with someone who does know about it?" unwittingly, So'lek had already climbed from a mere stranger to an acquaintance and from acquaintance to someone respected, but there was still a young na'vi who disliked his person.

"Give it up At'ari, So'lek is a great guy. Besides, Sa'sem is not here to hear you complaining" and it was true, you had been tasked with a job with a clan a little further away for a few days, so you could only communicate with them by radio - which, ironically, So'lek had taught them to use.

"I don't trust him yet. You guys are such an easy sell, what's this about him taking you to meet the Aranahe Clan?" he frowned at Äska. Rina laughed as she cleaned an empty gun.

"That's jealousy, if you want to go, you can just ask him" but the teasing stopped immediately as to the spot the same na'vi they were talking about fell to his knees, wounded in the side.

"Oh, just in time" cursed At'ari, rushing to pick him up and lay him on a stretcher in the company of his two brothers. Only Eywa could think of a time like this for him as a healer to go help him.

"I just need to clean the wound-" So'lek commented trying to get up, but with a familiar attitude, At'ari laid him down again, a bit aggressively.

"Hush." was all he said, starting to clean the wound, then reaching for one of your bowls to start spreading one of the creams he had, positioning a leaf from one of the healing plants and applying pressure. A few minutes passed where everyone in HQ was attentive to what would happen next.

"Don't sit or move. You'll open up the wound" he reported, grimacing. "Everything is fine, so stop looking at us like So'lek has given birth" he spoke for everyone.

As he went back to tidying things up, So'lek spoke to him.

"You're just like them."

"Of course, I am a healer after all" he said as he rolled his eyes.

"That's not what I'm talking about, At'ari" the named turned towards him and after a few seconds, he turned again, hoping So'lek hadn't seen the small smile that peeked across his face.

"That… means a lot to me. Thank you."

...

When you came back, of course you congratulated At'ari for doing a great job.

"There will be no mark left. Well done" you nodded inspecting So'lek's wound, showing pride and At'ari puffed out his chest, happy to know he had done just as your words had said.

Before leaving the scene, the boy turned.

"Perhaps he is worthy of you, Sa'sem. We approve of him courting you" and with that said, he took off.

A silence flooded the place and both you and So'lek tried to brush the comment aside. You gave an embarrassed cough.

"I'm s-" but the opposite denied.

"Don't be sorry. I hope…" you could tell by his look that he wanted to say something and was about to regret it, but you took his hand gently. "… I hope that when the time is right, you will allow me to court you."

"Eywa will give us a third chance?"

A minuscule smile appeared on the opponent's face accompanied by a sigh.

"Then I would like to court Pandora's beast, if you allow me."

"I've wanted to hear that for a while now. You can."

BONUS ;;

"They smiles too much with him. The others were so nasty that Sa'sem ask me to shoo them away" Priya gasped at the words of the trio, putting a hand to her chest.

"Really? I've seen So'lek try to nurse his wounds outside before going in…" she moved a little closer to the three siblings and whispered to them. "Ri'nela said it was so as not to worry the healer too much."

"I saw both of them laughing the other day!" exclaimed Teylan, joining the conversation.

"That's impossible, So'lek never laughs" argued Nor.

"With the healer he does" Teylan stuck his tongue out at him.

a/n ;; my tummy hurts 😔😔anYWAYS its been a long time since i kinda write this much?? (like 2k words....) so if you like it, please tell me !! i kinda didn't proofread this so if there's a mistake correct me, xoxo <3

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