Morning. Kataras hands rested on his chest, and his arm anchored around her, the pair of them curled around each other on the cold floor, dead asleep.
Zuko woke first, in preparation for the guards, and found his hair and clothes disheveled. He smiled and ran his free hand through his bed head, smoothing the other down her curves.
God, she looked like an angel, asleep like this.
Her braid was completely undone. He kissed the top of her head to wake her and smiled as her eyes cracked open.
Long brown hair cascading down her back, she lifted her head just slightly, "No chance in not moving, is there?" She asked sleepily.
Zuko chuckled but shook his head sadly. They would surely be punished severely if caught like this. He sighed as they sat up and returned to leaning against the wall, stretching and already missing the comfort of the other's arms.
The door opened just like yesterday.
Zuko caught their food once again and sat patiently as Katara went off on a water bending technique she had taught Aang, explaining as they picked at their breakfast.
Zuko listened intently, watching how graceful her hand motions were as she acted out the moves. A satchel still hung from her belt filled with healing water, and she was struck with an idea.
"Zuko," she said, eyes alight. "your scar; I can heal it with my water bending!"
He looked up in alarm, touching his scar again defensively. He frowned. "No. Thank you, Katara, but my scar is all I have left of my old life. I need it to remind me of the things I've done."
She smiled proudly. "I understand," she said, lacing her hand through his.
He smiled back at her, "I wish I could ask you to cure uncle's bad back, but I've no clue where he is."
Katara grinned. "Wanna find out?"
Zuko blinked. "What, like leave? How?"
Katara looked at the door, calculating in her head. "Here's what we're gonna do…"
How was it? Pretty random, right? WOO mission accomplished… XD jkjk… hope you liked it haha~ It took up 82 notepads on my phone typing for seven hours.
Please, if you didn't enjoy it, don't tear me up about it. This was fun to work on, but details and things weren't corrected from my writing to their submission. Be understanding of the whim I've acted on, and thank you for reading my drabble.
I'm very grateful! Thank you all~!