Wild Geese that Fly with the Moon on Their Wings
"Zuko." Zuko rolled over, groaning. "Zuko. I can't sleep. It's the full moon. Come outside with me?"
Zuko groaned again, but shifted himself upwards. He joined Katara on the balcony attached to their bedroom. Blankets and pillows were already spread on the ground.
"How long have you been out here?"
"A couple hours." Katara patted the spot next to her. Once Zuko was lying down, she curled up against him. "Isn't the moon beautiful?"
"Yeah, sure." He just wanted to sleep.
"I love you, Zuko."
Zuko kissed her head. "I love you, too." They slept there until the sun rose.
