3 Works by backwheniwrotefic
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“You sure you don’t have, like, any official Fire Lord business?” Sokka asks, though Zuko can tell from the way he’s been grinning all through breakfast that the declaration of their first official anniversary as a rare Official Day Off for Zuko has been deeply meaningful for him.
“Positive,” Zuko affirms, not even bothering to look down at his oatmeal. He’s seen it a million times, and though Sokka is fairly easy with his smiles, the ones like this still feel so rare and precious.
(Five love languages, Zuko @ Sokka)
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"I hate your dad so much,” Sokka considers for a second. He tries to mix it up as often as he can when they play this game. “That I have considered starting an official petition begging Aang to reconsider his commitment to nonviolence.”
It’s quiet for a beat. He’s afraid he’s miscalculated, but Zuko laughs, broken and sincere.
(Or: 5, 8, 15 years after the war, Sokka talks shit about Ozai.)
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“I think,” Sokka says, when it’s late and his face is pressed against Zuko’s bare chest so hard that his cheek squishes up and muffles his voice just a little. “Everyone thinks I’m your courtesan.”