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Sokka was a simple man with exquisite taste. He knew the value of good satchels and the precision it required to wield exquisite weapons. He enjoyed fine dining and luxury travel (he rode enough on Appa to be sure of that)
But his favorite thing was the soft exchange of kisses between him and Zuko. Of the early mornings when neither one wanted to ride first. Of their soft afternoons together by the turtleduck pond. And his favorite, the caress of lips as they lay in bed waiting for sleep to claim them.
Sokka had a good idea of luxury.