Kataang Week - Day Three - Dance
"Katara. Katara Sweetie, wake up."
"Aang?" she said groggily as she opened her eyes "What's wrong? Are you feeling alright.?" She looked over to his side of the bed, but he wasn't laying down. He was standing beside the bed with a wide smile on his face, "What are you doing up?" she asked as she got up and quickly went to his side. "You should be lying down."
"I'm tired of laying down." he said as he ran his withered fingers through her gray streaked hair. "I want to dance. Dance with me Katara."
She looked at him confused "What are you talking about Aang? You can barely stand on your own and you want to dance?" she cupped her hand on his cheek "Sweetie, lay down and rest yourself."
The Avatar leaned into her hand and turned slightly to kiss her palm "I feel fine." he stepped back and spun around once which made his wife gasp in s small panic. "See, I'm fine" he reached his hand out to her "Dance with me." he said with a huge smile on his lightly wrinkled face. When she still didn't move he decided to play his trump card "I never thought you would deny a man his dying wish."
Tears filled her eyes and she turned her head "I told you not to say that."
He steeped back to her quickly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't of said that. I just want you to dance with me, only for a minute, maybe two."
She smiled, the corner of her eyes crinkling as she looked up at his lean face. "Okay."
Aang wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and she put hers around his neck. They swayed together to a song that played only in their heads. In that instant Katara didn't feel like a 68 year old woman with three grown children, and five grandchildren, she felt like a young woman of 22 in the arms of her new husband. She could almost see him that way. He was no longer this 66 year old man, thin and in failing health. He was 20 again, a tall, strapping young man engulfing her in his strong arms.
They swayed together, no one else in the world but them. Now worries, no aches, no pains. Just love, just their music, just the dance.
Day three y'all. It's super short, but it gets the point across. This was the only prompt I didn't struggle with, so I really hope I did a good job. Tomorrow will be a lovey-dovey one.