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Zuko’s breath catches in his throat. No one has ever touched him like this before. In fact, he usually refrained from affection, especially physical. But for her, it was okay. Katara’s gentle demeanor relaxed his shoulders; at the same time, making his heart race with anxiety.

“You don’t have to be here.” He says, a blush dusting his cheeks. “It’s no fun having to sit around consoling me.”

Tadashi carefully dabbed her leg with a damp cloth, wiping away the blood and grime. "It looks a lot worse than it is," he promised, shooting her a small smile. // No verse up for it yet, but Tadashi residing somewhere in the Earth Kingdom?

@wctertribe​ answered:

“ Thank you.. “

             Blue hues rose to look at the man before her, watching him dab away at one of her many cuts. It was very thoughtful, even though she could simply use her bending to heal herself, but she decided to let the stranger help. Suddenly, red f i r e licked at the edges of their hiding spot, causing her eyes to narrow.

“ You should stay here, I’ll take care of these soldiers. “

          At the sight of flames, Tadashi stood. A familiar fear tightened in his chest and he shook his head. “I’m not letting you go out there alone,” he said, gentle but firm. He knew better than most--better than he thought she did--what Fire Nation soldiers were capable of. “They’re just as much my problem as they are yours.”

          Tadashi exhaled slowly, watching as their shadows danced closer. It was times like these that he wished he didn’t need to hide his bending, but he feared revealing himself would be more detrimental.

He wanted out. This meeting was dragging on and he couldn’t concentrate. Katara had been acting strangely the last few weeks. He knew it had to be from how little time they were able to spend together lately. They hadn’t had supper together even once in the last week; and she was usually long asleep by the time he crawled in next to her.

The timing of it all was frustrating. They had finally decided to start a family things had gotten a bit chaotic. He felt like he was always working these days. It had been a hot summer. Hotter than usual and the crops were suffering, the water levels were low, and sun sickness was rampant across the nation.

Katara was his wife, but he was the fire lord. His duty was to his people, to help them and make them feel safe in this time of need. But in doing that it seemed to him his wife was getting the short end.

Finally the meeting drew to an end, he politely excused himself as the last few council members trickled out the door. It was late, so when he saw light coming from inside their bedroom he got a little concerned.

closed rp

@wctertribe:  {x}

“ I am, and you must be Zuko. ”

             Katara smiled nervously as she tucked a long lock of dark brown hair behind her ear. He was one of the popular kids, known for his attractive face even with that scar on his face.

“ Thank you, sorry for bumping into you. I sometimes forget where I am when I’m studying. ”

              She stumbled and looked into his amber eyes. She was so close to him, her hand planted on his chest and the new details of his eyes and skin that she’s never really seen until now.

“ Y– Yes, I’m fine… You can um.. let me go now. ”

She knew his name. Zuko’s heart leaped in his chest, the thud almost making him fall forward and flat on him face. He reminded himself that he was carrying her in his arm. “No worries.” 

Zuko was far from charming yet he attempted to give her his best smile. His eyes couldn’t leave her, the blush colored on her cheeks had his mind going into over drive. Was she examining his face? Scrutiny was not new to him, in fact, Zuko was use to the stares of girls who followed him like lost puppies- and a couple guys, admittedly- but he only sought out one person; that very person wrapped in his arm, against his chest, and brushing her striking blue eyes across his face.

Until she reminded him to let go. 

“S-sorry.” 

Zuko hurriedly kneels down in front of her, gathering her things as well as his. He hands her her books, noting the slight pink to her cheeks, a goofy grin plasters on his face.

“Here.” Zuko stands up and offers her a hand to help her back on her feet. “Katara, was it? Sokka’s sister? I often pass by you on my way to seventh period chem.”

Hmm, I have no idea what the problem could be. THE LINKS SHOULD LEAD U TO wcter’s blog. Maybe try searching her tag of my url and see if it shows up somewhere else?Also here is @wctertribe’s last reply, so you can read it:

Katara listened to him, sitting down next to him. Just listening to him explain what his nightmare was, cause her heart to worry about her and also joy. To know he thinks of her. She gently placed her hand on his. “Zuko, maybe it’s because you’re worried about me?” She offered a reason for his nightmares.