Cravings
One last kiss. Just one. Then they will let each other go forever.
It was the end of their relationship, it had to be. For so long, they tried to hold onto time as it passed, like trying to keep their grip on a slippery rock in the middle of a river, feeling the weight of the current against their chests while the wiser people who witnessed the romance floated on downstream, calling over the roar of the rapids, "Just let go—it's okay—let go!"
Azula leaned in and pressed her lips against Ty Lee's. As they remained there, standing at the gates, waiting to break apart, they wondered why they even stuck it out so long.
Then, when they stepped back, they figured it out. They remembered exactly why they could never say goodbye forever.
Because the moment one kiss ended, the cravings set in and they had to crush their lips together again, attempting to satisfy the insatiable.
"I'm gonna leave," said Ty Lee, because she had to. She had to before she lost her mind or lost her soul.
"You will come back," Azula observed and Ty Lee could not disagree.
"But it's goodbye."
"For now."
"For now."
They kissed again.
They could not stop.