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Aang stroked his thumb along Katara’s hand between them where they laid. His gaze moved from her sleeping form to their newborn cooing on his chest. Warm, light, and so very small. A piece of his love and a new love all at once, with so much potential that there was no room for expectations.
Katara stirred, opening her eyes just enough to see Bumi, and a tired smile spread across her face. Aang lifted her hand to his lips and pressed kisses into her skin. Their eyes met with unspoken gratitude toward each other, toward the universe. Thank you.