"Finish the heart…"
Azula opened her phone, seeing with a slight jolt of excitment (ok, big jolt but she would never addmit that) that her boyfriend had texted her.
Sokka was always the one to start the conversations unless she was in a talkitive mood. But even if it was sokka who started it, she would always reply.
She opened her messages with a small smile on her face… which dropped when she saw the picture and caption.
"Finish the heart"
Underneath was a picture of Sokka. Well more spacifially, Sokka's bare chest, where he held half a heart shape over his ribcage- about where his actual heart would be.
While the shirtless asspect of the photo was a welcome sight to Azula, she was still frowning as she tapped out a response.
"What? No that's stupid."
She set her phone down, no longer focused on her privious task (whatever it was) as she awaited his reply.
It came seconds later.
"No it's not, just send half back."-s
"Why?"-a
"because its cute?..."-s
"What's the point?"-a
"So that we can be a cute couple Azula?"-s
"Why would I want to be cute?"-a
"Why wouldn't you?"-s
"I'm not cute"-a
"You're right, you're not."-s
Ok ouch. That hurt a bit. She didn't want to be cute neccicarily, but being validated by her boyfriend was nice.
"You're beautiful."-s
"Gorgeous"-s
"Sexy"-s
"To die for!"-s
Now she was blushing. Talk about validation.
Rolling her eyes, Azula already knew that she had lost this battle.
"And I would just like a picture of my girlfriend for once being 'cute'"-s
Azula huffed, begrudginly pulling a half made heart over her chest, sending a picture from her neck down.
The ammount of heart and lovestruck face emojis that followed her picture made it somewhat worth it.