Set: #3
Week 4: Sokka Dresses Azula
Genres: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: T
Setting: Fire Nation Royal Palace (after Smoke and Shadow); assume Sokka and Suki have broken up
Sokka Dresses Azula
"Welcome back."
Azula's vision strained to focus. Sokka was sitting by her side. Her entire body ached.
"What happened?" she managed, but her memories started flooding back as soon as she asked. The New Ozai Society's final, desperate siege. The woman with an eyeball on her forehead. Zuzu… "Zuko! Is he…?"
"He's fine," he smiled. "Thanks to you."
"How did I…?"
"You took a direct hit for him. We… almost lost you."
She laughed softly. "Well that was pretty foolish of me."
"Yeah," he chuckled. "But also incredibly brave." He gazed intently into her eyes. "You're a hero."
She smiled listlessly.
"May I take a look at your wound?"
"Hm?"
"On your back."
"W-Where's Katara?"
"She did the initial treatment, but now she's helping others. She put me in charge, but don't worry, I know what I'm doing. So, m-may I…?"
Timidly, she slipped her robe off her shoulders. Covering her chest, she allowed him to undo her bandages and dress her wound.
"It's gonna leave a scar, but it's healing nicely." Holding her hand, he helped her lie back down. "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Just your company."
He squeezed her hand. "I'm not going anywhere."