A/N: well, I decided to keep my stories clean with no lemons. ):
Well, they're actually still the same age, 12 and 14!
Hehe, Aang tries to please Katara, but messes up instead! (:
Sometimes, Aang would bring me away from our friends to have some time alone together. He often brought me to this… amazing place. It was a beautiful green garden. I loved the place because it was so serene and peaceful, and if you lay down on the soft grass, you could smell a fresh dewy scent.
"The stars tonight are beautiful." Aang said, his eyes glued to the sky. With one hand under his head, and one resting on his stomach, he turned to gaze at me.
I smiled at him. "They are." I said, reaching over the grass to touch Aang's face. Aang chuckled softly. "Yeah, but not quite as beautiful as you." I rolled my eyes at his cheesiness.
Aang pulled me closer to him until it was difficult to breathe. Sometimes Aang is so adorable. I giggled a little as he pushed his face against my chest.
"What are you doing?" I asked playfully, pushing his forehead away softly with my finger. "I'm loving you." He said, looking at me sweetly.
"I love you, too." I said softly, drawing lazy circles on his head. Aang closed his eyes and I did likewise. "I cannot imagine what I would do if I didn't meet you." He mumbled, his voice thick with emotion. I think he might have cried a little! But I couldn't see his face as he was burying his face in my chest.
He sniffed. "I love you so much." He repeated, hugging me tighter. He may be just a kid, but he can be so sweet. I wrapped my arms around him. He smelled warm and homey.
Suddenly, he loosened his grip, then sat up and looked around. "What is it?" I asked, sitting up as well. He turned to me and told me to stay where I am, then he ran off. I waited…
Aang came back with a hand behind his back. "Close your eyes." He said, smiling widely. I pouted, and did as told. "Open." I slowly opened my eyes. And in front of me was a beautiful white flower with pink patches everywhere. "Do you like it??" He asked enthusiastically. I gave him a sheepish smile and nodded. "It's called a Pink Spring Daisy."
My smile disappeared. Where have I heard that name before? Pink Spring Daisy…? OH NO! I threw the flower onto the ground.
Aang watched at I started scratching my arms wildly. "Katara?" he asked, with a terrified look on his face.
Pink Spring Daisy! Now I remember! I'm allergic to them!
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"I'm sorry, Katara." Aang said, a blush forming on his face. "I didn't know…" He rubbed his neck and hung his head down. I looked at him, faking a smile. "I'm alright. I'll be better in a few weeks."
He bent down and smoothed my hair, then kissed me on the forehead.
