So little to think about, so much time. Wait no, scratch that. Reverse it.

[12goingon113]

Characters: Aang and Zuko, Sokka and Aang
Date: Shortly after that kiss
Location: Aang's house
Situation: After walking in on that kiss, and walking out on Katara, Aang just goes home. / Then he goes out again, seeking advice.
Warnings/Rating: Aangst


The house is empty, save for one small monk child and his pet lemur. In theory it should have a banished Fire Prince in it as well, but Zuko had other ideas

Other ideas that involved kissing Wan, which in and of itself was weird enough, but that's not what's hanging the most heavily on Aang's mind at this moment. No, he's rather a bit more fixated on watching his best friend's reaction to having also walked in on the kissing.

Aang's mind swam and his heart hurt. He felt, for lack of a better term, crushed.
And so he sat curled on his couch. The lemur on his shoulder attempted to comfort the boy by snuggling close, and every now and again fetching something random from various other parts of the house.

Comments

[lordhotman]

Zuko just sits there and pouts all huffy like.

[12goingon113]

"I mean...some of the older Air Nomad Nuns had mustaches, but not full on beards. At least not that I'd ever seen..."

So not helping, Aang.

[lordhotman]

Zuko stares at Aang with a mixture of horror and disgust.

"WHAT?"

That's... a mental image he didn't really want to have.

[12goingon113]

"And it's not like they ever went around just kissing people..."

That sort of thing was frowned upon at the Temples.

[lordhotman]

"..."

Have a dirty look.

[12goingon113]

Aang can only smile back.