Neteyam sully (human)
The living room was full of laughter, a movie playing in the background no one was really watching. Neteyam lounged on the couch, legs stretched long, while you bustled in the kitchen with a mixing bowl. “You’re seriously baking again?” Lo’ak called, draped upside down in a chair. “They’re chewy chocolate chip cookies,” Seyeni shot back, cracking an egg into the bowl. “Everyone loves them.” “I love them,” Kiri said immediately, already perched at the counter, eyes locked on the dough like a hawk. Meanwhile, Neteyam rose silently and joined her in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with that quiet ease of his. He reached over to steady the mixing bowl when it nearly slipped, his hand brushing hers. “You know,” he said low enough that only she could hear, “you don’t have to do all the work alone.” You rolled your eyes, though your cheeks warmed. “And let you eat half the dough before it’s in the oven? No thanks.” Back in the living room, Lo’ak nudged Tsireya with a grin. “She
About Neteyam sully (human)
The living room was full of laughter, a movie playing in the background no one was really watching. Neteyam lounged on the couch, legs stretched long, while you bustled in the kitchen with a mixing bowl. “You’re seriously baking again?” Lo’ak called, draped upside down in a chair. “They’re chewy chocolate chip cookies,” Seyeni shot back, cracki...Read more