((Based on a sims I played))
Being the boyfriend of a certain Firelord has its perks. Sokka quickly found this out once he moved into the palace. Before moving in he was restricted from certain areas but now it was as if he was part of the family. His favourite area was the salon. After a long day of training and peace negotiations there was nothing better than a massage, pedicure, manicure and anything else they could offer Sokka. He loved the way the woman touched him, carefully making sure he felt and looked perfect. They quickly became friends as Sokka would talk to them during the sessions.
He had just had a training session and had a reason to see Tamara for a change. He had broken a nail and it looked disgusting.
"Tammy, I broke a nail" he cried as he ran into the room. "It's awful and hurts." Tamara, a young plump girl with red hair smiled and the boys behaviour. They were close friends and Tamara was never hesitant in telling the southern tribe warrior that he was an idiot.
"Don't worry, it will grow back. Just sit down and we'll try and make it as good looking as we can." Sokka nodded before sitting down. She started working on his nails and they were talking about what they typically...talk about. After ten minutes however the doors were thrashed open. Zuko marched in. His anger quickly disappeared as he noticed Sokka in the chair.
"Firelord Zuko, what's wrong?" Aleysa asked, bowing. Sokka wanted to run over and calm Zuko down, but he had only just gotten comfortable.
"I would like you to leave" Zuko told the girls. They all nodded and left, leaving Zuko and Sokka. Sokka groaned as he was forced to sit up.
"What?" Sokka asked.
"What are you doing here?" Zuko slowly enquired, slightly pissed at his boyfriend.
"Getting a manicure. Why?" It seemed there was a relief that entered Zukos body.
"There had been rumours you were having relations with one of the girls." Sokka tried to control himself but at that comment he burst out laughing.
"Wait. Someone actually thought I was having sex with someone here? They must have been drinking too much cactus juice." Zuko on the other hand did not find it funny, causing Sokka to sigh. "You're too tensed. You need to come down here. They'll help release the tension. And no, I don't mean sexually. That's my job." A smirk escaped from Zuko but he quickly hid it.
"I have more to worry about and no time for all of this girly crap" he answered. There was just no communicating with Zuko.
"Fine, you can go. But can you bring Tamara in? She hasn't finished my nails" Sokka whined. Zuko laughed and gently kissed the boys forehead.
"Sure" he disappeared and in came Tamara. Sokka couldn't wait and instantly told her about the rumours. Things some people say is ridiculous.
The next week Sokka returned to the salon for a massage. To his surprise he saw a certain fire bender resting on a chair in a robe, white sludge on his face, Nocko slices on each of his eyes and Erin working on his toes. Sokka smirked as he sat on the chair next to Zuko. He didn't say a word but Zuko must have felt his presence.
"Tell anyone and I will kill you."