From a request by lazra: Iroh: Zuko, did you drink my tea?
Zuko: Sorry, Uncle. I was thirsty.
Iroh: ...
Zuko: What?
Iroh: That wasn't tea...It was my pain medication for that back injury during my military years.
Zuko: !!!
"Zuko, did you drink my tea?"
Zuko looked over his shoulder at his uncle, still working on preparing a fresh pot for a waiting customer. "Sorry, Uncle. I was thirsty, and the next pot is just finishing up."
Iroh stared at him, eyes wide.
Zuko frowned. "What?"
"That wasn't tea," Iroh said quietly, putting a hand on Zuko's shoulder. "It was my pain medication for a back injury during my military years."
Zuko paled, clutching his stomach. "What's in it?"
"Just pain medication. It is very strong, though. How do you feel?"
A grin spread over Zuko's face, and his eyes glazed. "Glorious," he said, walking over to Iroh and giving him a big hug. "I love you, Uncle."
Iroh stiffened at the unaccustomed show of affection. "Nephew?"
"I really love you, Uncle. Let's go have a picnic later today." Zuko's grin grew sillier. "We can go run through a meadow! Maybe we'll find bunnies!"
"Zuko, I think you need to lie down," Iroh said, gently leading Zuko back to their beds in the back of the tea shop.
Zuko went peacefully, not resisting as Iroh pushed him into bed. "I love you so much, Uncle. I just want you to know that."
Iroh couldn't help a small smile. "I love you too, Nephew. Now go to sleep."
