Written for Kataangfan22 as a birthday present (we share the same birthday!). We both agreed that there should be more fics like these. I hope the ending comes as a surprise, if it doesn't well...at least I tried!
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She moved her hand up to block the sun from stinging her eyes, tossing and turning in her bed as she attempted to wake up to this newfound day. If this day was any other day, she would've covered herself in her sheets and fall back to sleep since for the last couple of months all Katara had for free time was the time when she fell asleep. But now things were different and she had to adjust to the new lifestyle. She didn't mind it so much because its in her nature as a woman from the Water Tribes who is able to bend her element to be versatile and adapt and change to any given situation and this was no different.
She sat up, letting her brown hair cascade down her back in soft wavy currents and took a glance at those gray eyes staring back into her blue ones. She smiled and touched his cheek softly and recalled how it felt so, so weird to have such a miracle now. Throughout her whole life all she had was the backdrop of this malicious war that was going on for a hundred years and now that things have settled down for the better, it felt surreal to walk by a town and see villagers happy with their new lives. It was a surreal but wonderful, oh-so wonderful and spectacular feeling.
This was the future that she strived and bled and cried for. To be a part of the process was something she knew from the beginning she felt was her calling.
He smiled back at her, small fingers wrapping around her long and slender fingers as they gazed into each others eyes. She's been with him ever since she's known him and there was never, ever a dull moment between the two. They had their share of ups and downs of course they were a couple and all couples share the same fate, but their bond was too strong to be broken, too amazing and warm to be destroyed so easily. She loves him and she feels it completely and deeply inside of her, and he loves her just as much if not maybe a bit more because that's just how he was.
Of course, it was one of the many traits he had about him that she absolutely adored.
She ran her fingers through the small strands of brown hair that were curled at the top of his head and he smiled, eyes and lips wide. Katara leaned down, kissed his forehead, and then carried her son before cradling him in her arms. "Your father's coming today. He'll be so happy to see you so big and handsome."
It wasn't until now that she had noticed just how much he looked like Aang.
