Prompt: Reunion
A/N: Much like in Sparky and Sweetness, this is where I'll be posting any Jetko drabbles I happen to write. I accept prompts here, and on my tumblr blog, zutarasbedsheets.
Enjoy!
The walls of the tea shop are splattered with shadows, the meager starlight pouring in from the windows providing just enough illumination for Zuko to see.
He moves the final tray from the counter to its place on the shelf; it settles with a clatter. "These walls remember a lot."
Zuko doesn't need to glance up to recognize the voice; goosebumps break out on his arms, and he's grateful for the cloak of sleeves and darkness. "Yeah, they do."
His presence draws nearer; close enough so that Zuko can feel Jet's hot breath on his neck. "I didn't think you'd come back," Jet says. "Fire Lord and all."
"Of course I came back." The walls remembered much, but so did he. "Outcasts have to stick together."
