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losertriangles · 2 years ago

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Everything I do, I do for her

A/N: I'm taking a quick break from Trollhunters as I'm starting to get burnt out with it, and don't want to get sick of it, so I watched Moana for the first time in 5 years and decided to make this.

Warnings: Angst, swearing, mentions of death, no gore, angst with no comfort

Word count: 2.6k

The night was dark and silent over the ocean. On a small canoe, Moana and Maui sat silently as they sailed over the sea.

Maui had taught Moana a great deal that day, and was exhausted, so he sat at the front of the boat while she steered, making sure to keep her under close supervision.

With little else to do, Moana began to look over his tattoos, which the moon illuminated on his back, as she steered.

She glances towards his shoulder, stopping at one particular tattoo that stood exactly where his heart was.

It was of a girl, standing in the ocean, the water going up to her knees as she holds a large bouquet of flowers in her hands. Her smile was wide, and she was obviously very happy, like this was her favorite place to be.

Moana stares at the tattoo curiously until Mini Maui notices her staring. He jumps over Maui's shoulder and waves with a smile.

Moana smiles faintly and waves back before gesturing to the tattoo curiously.

Mini Maui's smile immediately falls into a frown as he looks at the girl, not daring to approach her or interact with her, so she stayed exactly as she was.

"Which one are you looking at?" Maui's voice breaks through the silence.

Moana didn't answer, not wanting him to know she had been staring.

"You're terrible at hiding it, princess." Maui says, glancing back at her. "Which one?"

"The girl." Moana finally responds, her voice quiet. "On your back, where your heart is."

Maui sighs as he glances at his chest, where the exact same tattoo laid over the front of his heart, like it had bled through his body.

"Her name was Xenosa. She was the kindest mortal I've ever had the pleasure of meeting." He explains, his voice heavy, though he tried to hide it. "All of my achievements, everything I did, I gave to the humans. Keep the rep, you know. But everything I did, everything I do… I do it for her."

Mini Maui leans against his boulder with a sad look, letting out an inaudible sigh.

Silence ensued once again, save for the lapping of waves against the side of the boat.

It wasn't exactly tense, but the feeling in the air made Moana know he didn't want her to ask anymore questions. But, of course, she did anyways.

"Have you seen her? You know, since she took your heart?"

"No more questions." Maui says softly.

"But-"

"No. More. Questions." He repeats, looking at her with a warning glare.

She looks at him with a bit of surprise before glancing at Mini Maui. His fingers traced the boulder aimlessly as he stared at the girl with longing. There was so much emotion behind his eyes. Longing, admiration, love, sorrow.

The way Maui had said it… she remembers when she had pushed him to tell her about his backstory, how angry he had gotten, but it wasn't anywhere near the amount of rage she felt radiating off him right now.

"Okay." She says softly, finally dropping it and turning her attention back to the ocean.

Maui sighs softly, glancing at the tattoo one last time, touching it gently with his hand before turning back to the water.

"Eek! Maui!"

Maui laughs as he looks at the now drenched woman in front of him, spitting the sea water from her mouth as she walks onto the beach.

"You jerk!" The woman says, shoving him.

Not that it did much besides make him laugh more.

"Oh lighten up, water lily." He says, ruffling her wet hair.

The woman huffs angrily, glaring up at him before storming off.

"Whoa, whoa!" He says, quickly stopping her.

She glares up at him, water still dripping from her hair and clothes.

"Okay. You're right. That was really insensitive of me to just toss you into the ocean like that." He says. "I'm sorry."

The woman's gaze softens as she looks up at him before she sighs.

"It's alright. I can't stay mad at you, you knucklehead." She says softly, hugging him around his midsection resting her head on his chest.

He smiles slightly as he wraps his arms around her.

He chuckles slightly as he squeezes her.

"I could squish you so easily." He comments.

"I could kick your ass so easily and you know it." She says, making them both laugh.

"You moron." The woman says as she sits with Maui on a rock, his foot resting on her lap as she picks out coconut fibers from his heel.

"Hey! It's not my fault!" Maui says defensively, yelping as she pulls out another fiber. "Your favorite Hibiscus flowers were on the other side of that clearing. They were practically begging to be picked! How was I supposed to know that that clearing was home to an active minefield of exploded coconuts? Yipe!"

The woman gives him an unamused look as she pulls out another shard.

"While I appreciate the gesture, you're still a knucklehead." She says, making him chuckle.

"Aw, come on. You know you love me." He says, leaning close to her.

"Please. The last thing you need right now is to have your ego stroked." She says.

"I can think of something else that needs to be stroked." He says, his smirk growing.

She stares at him for a moment with an unamused expression before standing up, making his foot fall off of her as she begins to walk away.

"Hey! Where are you going!" He calls. "My foot still needs tending!"

"Bandage it yourself!" She shouts.

"You took the bandages!" He says.

He grunts as a roll of bandages suddenly smacks him between the eyes before falling onto the ground.

"Aw, come on! I was kidding!" He says.

She shakes her head as she walks back.

"So inconsiderate. I'm sitting here, in the hot sun, tending to your wounds that you got from your own stupidity, and you don't even say thank you!" She says dramatically, a playful smile on her lips.

"Ya know, you're right. That was really rude of me." He agrees, the same smile on his lips. "If only I had thought of some way to say thank you." He continue, reaching behind his back.

She jumps slightly as he pulls out a bouquet of purple and yellow Hibiscus flowers, all tied together with a string made of bark fibers.

She smiles slightly as she takes the bouquet, looking down a them before smelling them.

"They're beautiful." She says softly, sitting beside him again. "Thank you."

"Anything for you, Buttercup." He says, gently pressing his forehead against hers as they both close their eyes.

"Okay, give me your foot." She says, setting the flowers aside as she goes back to mending his foot.

The woman pants heavily as she and Maui hide inside of a small cave of a small island.

The woman was covered with relatively small cuts, but still looked banged up nonetheless.

"It won't be long until the Kakamora surround the island." Maui pants, looking around the entrance of the cave and surrounding forest.

"What do we do?" She asks, looking up at him.

Maui grabs his chin in thought before smiling.

"Wait here." He says.

"What? Where are you going? Maui!" The woman shouts in a whisper as Maui walks into the forest.

She sighs as he disappears into the vegetation, laying against the wall of the cave.

The minutes ticked by slowly, and eventually, the woman grew bored of sitting and doing nothing, so now, she was pacing the length of the cave, trying to keep her mind occupied

"Guess who." A voice says as a pair of hands go over her eyes.

"By the Gods, Maui!" The woman exclaims, turning to face Maui, who was covered head to toe in a red liquid, that smelled like sweet berries, that made intricate designs on his skin.

"What are you covered in?"

"The solution to our problem." Maui smiles. "The Kakamora aren't very smart. So, we'll disguise ourselves as them!"

"Are you insane?! Would that even work?!" The woman asks. "And what berries are those? Did you take the time to see if they're poisonous?"

Maui hesitates slightly before looking down at his body. He then shakes his head slightly.

"There wasn't time. Look, it'll be fine. Now let's get you dressed up." He says.

He sits in front of the woman as he dips his fingers into a bowl full of the red juice of the berries, gently drawing on her lips, face, collarbone and stomach.

As he continues, she begins to squirm, making him huff in annoyance.

"Quite moving, or I'm going to have to start over." He says.

"You know I have a hard time sitting still." She mumbles.

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

"It would be quicker if you let me do it myself."

"The Kakamora have very intricate designs. I've spent my entire life fighting these murderous little pirates, and have every detail memorized. If you do it, they will recognize you." He says.

She huffs again as she sits still, allowing him to continue.

After a few more minutes, she looks at him with a slight smile.

"You know, in some cultures, painting on each other's bodies is a sign of marriage." She says.

Maui stops for a moment to look at her with a smirk.

"You tryna say something, Buttercup?" He asks.

She shrugs innocently, a dorky smile growing on her lips.

"Okay, okay, slow yourself." Maui chuckles, painting on her again. "Maybe, if we survive this, we can talk about marriage."

She sticks her tongue out slightly before giggling as he paints her arms.

Maui walks up behind the woman, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind as he buries his reddened face in her neck.

"Maui?" The woman asks, looking down at him. "Are you okay?"

"Better now that I'm with you." Maui says with a large, dorky smile on his face.

"Oh by the Gods, Maui, are you drunk?" The woman asks, smiling faintly.

Mini Maui nods his head as he looks at Maui with an unamused expression.

"Ua haʻi aku au iā ʻoe i ka nani o kou mau maka?" Maui asks. (Translation: Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?)

"What?" The woman asks, looking at him.

He chuckles as he presses his forehead against her shoulder, kissing her shoulder blade gently.

"Ke hoʻomanaʻo mai nei kou mau maka iaʻu i ka mālamalama o ka lā i loko o ke aniani whiskey. ʻOi aku ka nani ma mua o nā mea a pau e ʻike ʻia." He continues. (Translation: Your eyes remind me of sunlight shining through a glass of whiskey. More beautiful than all that can be seen.)

"I can't understand what you're saying, asshole!" The woman giggles.

"I fucking love you, you moron!" Maui says irritably, making her laugh.

"I love you too, you dork." She says, kissing the top of his head. "Now, let's get you to bed before you collapse on top of me again and trap me." She says, leading him towards their boat.

"I'm sorry… There's nothing we can do…" The village healer says softly, sorrow and sympathy heavy in his eyes.

"No… No! There-There has to be something!" Maui shouts, a fearful expression on his face.

"Maui, her fever has gotten too high. She's too far gone. I'm afraid she only has a few more minutes to…"

"No! Don't say it! I won't allow it! I can't allow it! I-I-I'll hunt down a cure. I'll pray to the gods! I'll-"

"Maui!" The healer says firmly, making the frantic demigod look at him. "There isn't time." He says, both firmly and sadly.

Maui looks at him before falling onto his knees, covering his eyes with his hand as he let's out a silent sob that shakes his body.

The healer kneels beside him, gently rubbing his back. Mini Maui hugs his arm to the best of his ability, his own eyes filled with sorrow and regret.

"You know she's going to want you with her when it happens." He whispers.

Maui looks at him before nodding, wiping his eyes and standing up.

He walks towards the back of the hut, where two guards pull back the curtains for him.

He stops in the doorway as his heart drops into his stomach at the sight in front of him.

The woman laid on a cot, a blanket draped over her body.

Her face was mostly flushed of color, except a bright red blush covering her cheeks. Her breathing was shallow and irregular, her eyes shut loosely.

As soon as the light reaches her, she slowly opens her eyes and turns her head towards Maui, smiling weakly.

"Hey there, knucklehead." She whispers, her voice weak and barely useable.

Tears began to fill Maui's eyes, but he put on a tough face as he walks into the room completely, the curtains falling behind him.

"Hey, Buttercup." He whispers.

He slowly walks up to her and sits beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

She smiles slightly as she lets out a half hearted chuckle as she stares up at the ceiling.

"I'm not leaving this hut, am I?" She whispers.

Maui closes his eyes for a moment, trying to keep his tears from spilling.

He takes a slow, deep breath in before whispering, "No…" in a shaky voice.

"So much for getting married, huh?" She asks softly, turning back to him.

He smiles faintly as he takes her hand.

"It's not too late, you know." He whispers.

"What do you mean?" She asks.

He looks down at her for a moment before climbing onto one knee, still holding her hand.

"Maui, what are you-"

"Xenosa, will you marry me?" He asks in a soft voice.

She smiles faintly as a few tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.

"Yes, of course." She whispers.

He smiles slightly at her before leaning down and pressing his lips against hers in a slow, passionate kiss.

She releases his hand to cup his cheek as she kisses him back.

After a moment, her hand suddenly falls from his face and lands limply at her side as her whole body goes slack.

Maui slowly pulls away from her, noticing her eyes were still closed.

"Buttercup?" He asks softly, clutching her hand tightly as he cups her cheek.

He clenches his jaw when she doesn't respond, the final bit of color draining from her face.

"Xenosa?" He asks again.

He gently presses his forehead against hers with closed eyes as tears begin to slip past his eyelids, dripping onto her cheeks.

He lets out a shaky sigh as he holds her body close, his own shaking as he takes in the last little bit of heat she would ever give him.

"Xenosa!" Maui gasps as he shoots up from the deck of the boat, looking around in a panic.

He looks towards Moana, who had fallen asleep on the other end of the dock, and was still sleeping peacefully.

He looks around realizing she had anchored the canoe to sleep. They weren't sailing towards Te Fiti, or anywhere.

The stars still glistened above, telling him it was still late at night.

He had fallen asleep… it had all been a dream. A nightmare, of both the best and worst moments of his life.

He sighs heavily as he looks at his tattoo of Xenosa, which had formed mere moments after Xenosa had passed. Mini Maui looks at it sadly as well before glancing up at Maui.

"Oh, the gods hate me." He whispers, laying back down, trying to ignore the stinging of his tears.

#Disney #Moana #disney maui #te fiti #Angst #Oneshot #Canon x OC #angst with no comfort #Living tattoos #Proposal #Giving Maui trauma #Made this out of boredom #Tomatoa #Te Kā #Moana oc #Xenosa means Stranger and Stronger #The ocean #Yes that's a httyd reference at the end

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