An: Here, have a little fluffy ficlet for your sweet tooth.

Dawn was always one of his favorite times of the day. He loved the feeling of sitting in the meditation pavilion, with his head completely clear, as the sun rose and softly kissed his skin. His body would tingle with warmth as the new day began, and he would pull himself out of his trance to see that the once dark and dreary sky was painted in magnificent oranges, yellows, and blues.

Content that his mind had been cleared for the day, he stood and smiled as he walked away from the sun. The sunrise wasn't the only thing that he adored about the dawn, and he found his feet quickly carrying him back towards the chambers he had shared with the love of his life for the past five years. Stepping lightly when he neared the door, he peered inside, and smiled softly as his heart lurched at the sight.

Lying there, with her ebony hair fanned across white pillows, slept Lin Beifong. Since he had awoken, she had moved to the center of their bed, and she rested comfortably on her back; her head tilted in his direction. From his position, he could see that the shadows under her eyes had only worsened in the past months, and he knew that her sleep wouldn't last even though she was so exhausted. Looking to her chest, he smiled even brighter, as he took in the sight of the little boy who had been born into the world three months ago, the little boy who had already shown airbending promise – the boy he called his son.

He stepped forward, and she grumbled something he didn't understand. He smiled at her and fought the urge to chuckle, as he lightly walked to her side and sat down beside her. Her faded emerald eyes opened and she looked up at him, smiling softly. "Hey," she grumbled, reaching out a hand to settle on his knee. "Finish meditating?"

"Yeah," he whispered, brushing his fingers through her hair and kissing her forehead. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"It's fine," she told him, looking down at the little baby that slept comfortably on top of her. "Knowing him, he'll be up in a few minutes anyway."

Chuckling, Tenzin settled his hand against his son's back, and leaned down to press a soft kiss against the smooth strands of black hair that were growing from his tiny head. He mewled softly, and opened his eyes for a moment before he situated himself against his mother and closed his eyes again; pushing his tiny thumb into his mouth. Smiling, Lin covered the baby with the soft Air Nation blanket Katara had made and settled her hand protectively on him, making sure he wasn't anywhere close to falling off of her. "I can't get over how precious he is," she whispered, looking up at the airbender she called her husband. "Even if he does keep me up all night."

"Do you want me to take him for the day?" Tenzin asked, lying down beside his wife and wrapping his arms around her when she leaned into him. "We can go visit your mom while you catch up on your sleep, and no doubt my dad will be dying to play with him, as he is every day."

Pursing her lips, she looked up at him with slightly lost eyes. "I would love to be able to sleep...but I don't know if I can without him."

Smiling, he leaned forward and kissed her nose; resting his cheek against her head when she leaned into his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of him, and we won't be gone for long. We'll only be off the island for a few hours, just long enough for you to get some sleep."

With a sigh, she ran her hand down her son's back and smiled when she could see his eyes moving behind his eyelids. "Okay," she answered, though she was reluctant to be away from her baby at all. "But wait until he wakes up on his own...he's dreaming."

Nodding his head, he ran his fingers up and down her arm, and smiled as he watched her face light up happily. Shivering under the caress of his fluttering heart, he leaned over and kissed her cheek; catching her attention and giving him the opportunity to capture her lips fully. Returning his kiss, her eyes closed, and the hand at his knee rose to touch his cheek; her fingers trailing through the trimmed facial hair that clung to his jaw.

A soft sigh left their lips as they both parted, and Lin looked up at him with eyes shimmering with confusion. "What was that for?" she asked, smiling when he settled his forehead against her own.

"For being the woman I'm madly in love with," he answered, brushing his fingers through her hair and smiling down at her before he kissed her nose once again. "And for giving me such a beautiful family."

Blushing softly, she looked up at her lover and smiled; leaning up to press her lips against his before she pulled away and looked up into his silvery blue gaze. "I love you, Tenzin."

"And I love you," he whispered in return , reaching up and cradling her cheek. "With all my heart."

Both adults smiling, they joined their lips once more, and allowed their kiss to grow heated in their secluded room. Tongues fighting, and teeth nipping at lips, the two fought to breathe, before Lin felt a small hand touch her cheek. Pulling away from her husband, two silvery green eyes looked at her and she smiled when he reached up to touch her face again.

"Why hello there sleepy head," she whispered, brushing her fingers against their son's pudgy cheeks. "I was wondering when you were going to wake up."

Smiling silently, the baby pulled his knees under him and crawled up his mother's chest. Without help, he moved, and situated himself so he was lying on his mother's shoulder, but felt his father's strong presence around him. Facing Tenzin, he softly grabbed the robes that covered him and cradled them to his chest; his wide eyes closing as he laid between both parents. A soft yawn left his little mouth and Tenzin chuckled; his lips lowering to his son's head once more. "I don't think he's done sleeping," he whispered, looking at her and smiling.

"I don't either," she responded, a yawn of her own leaving her lips as she tilted her head and rested her cheek against the baby's back. "And frankly...neither am I."

Leaning over their child, he pressed his lips into her forehead and played with the long strands of hair that fell across her pillow. Sliding his arm across her stomach, he held her, and lulled her to sleep solely by weaving his fingers throughout her soft locks. Smiling, he looked at the two, and pressed kisses to each of their cheeks; his own eyes closing as he was content to hold them both until they woke up to fully greet the day.