A short story with Katara and Zuko being married.
Note – I do not own the series or the characters in this story
Katara woke up one morning to the sounds of heavy coughing and heaving. Katara turned onto her side to see her Fire lord husband lying on his back, one hand in his saggy black hair and the other hand on his chest. Zuko turned his head to look at Katara, he looked very pale she thought to herself.
"Morning" he managed to rasp out, Katara put her hand to his forehead to feel his temperature, he was feverishly hot "Zuko, your burning up" she said as she rushed to the bathroom to get a bowl of cold water and a rag. She came out of the bathroom and put the small bowl on the nightstand, she put the rag into the water and squeezed some water out of the rag before putting it on Zuko's forehead.
"Katara, I'm fine" he said as he tried to sit up but that failed when he slumped back down onto his pillow. "Zuko your not fine, you're sick" Katara said as she helped Zuko sit up more on the bed.
"I cannot be sick, I have work to do.. and meetings.. to attend" Zuko's throat suddenly felt dry since he was coughing all night and didn't bother to wake any of the servants to go get him a drink. He couldn't speak his throat felt like a sandy desert that had not had rain for months, he managed to swallow a little of his saliva before muttering out one word "Water" with that his wife rushed to the kitchen, a minute later she returned with a cup of water for him.
Handing Zuko the water Katara frowned as she knew what would happen when the fire lord was ill, the wife was to take his place in meetings and do some work until his health had improved.
Zuko looked up at her with curiosity, that bought Katara out of her thoughts "I have to take your place until you get better Zuko, I can't risk you damaging your health by over-working yourself" she said with a serious tone, her husband sighed in defeat and nodded "Your right, my love".
"So you stay here and rest I will call for the healer" Katara said before giving him a soft peck on the lips, Zuko smirked at her. "What?" Katara asking him with a questioning look
"Your concern for me is adorable" he said before offering her a warm smile. Katara smiled back at him before leaving the room to attend a meeting that Zuko had to attend.
"Where is fire lord Zuko?" the guard asked her questionably standing by the door.
"Fire lord Zuko is sick and needs to rest, so I am going to be attending meetings for him until he recovers understood?" Katara snapped back at him not liking his tone, she walked into the room and sighed to herself – this was going to be a long hard day.