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Katara loved Aang.
Really, she did.
But, she swore to the spirits, if he left his socks strewn haphazardly on the floor of their bedroom one more time…
She shook her head at her messy husband, rolling her eyes.
With a sigh of wistfulness at the thought of her love, away in Ba Sing Se for a few days, she picked up the forgotten socks and put them in the laundry basket, mentally noting to give the Avatar an earful later.
Aang loved Katara.
Really, he did.
However, there were some things that she did that frustrated him to no end.
For example, putting her feet and hands on him when they were colder than the South Pole itself to make them warm, raising goosebumps all over his body, not to mention the fright it gave him while he was half asleep, mere minutes away from a deep slumber.
Tsking his tongue at her obliviousness to it all, he pressed a kiss to his sleeping wife's forehead and pulled her closer to him.
Despite the cold.