Apr 22, 2025
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Sneak peak of my wip au fic. If anyone cares.
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The one thing Jet began to learn each day he was with Katara was that, ever time she was away, he missed her more. That he needed her more. And as much as he tried to shake it, he couldn't. She was growing on him and as much as he wanted to push her away, he couldn't. These past for months together caused her to grow to him making him, as much as he hated it, whipped. He didn't care about anything else, but her and the moment he saw her again, his arms wrapped around, resting his face in the
Katara didn't pause in her step as he approached, and the moment his arms were around her, her own were placed similarly around him, her fingers gripping the back of his shirt in an effort to pull him closer. She was quick to bury her face in his chest, and she inhaled the scent that had been absent for so long, basking in the feeling that only he could give her. Jet spoke, and she felt the vibrations through his middle. "I missed you too," Katara told him, muffled against his shirt, "You have no idea how much."