Summary:

Sokka knows that they have feelings for each other. Heck, everyone knows it. And he's going to do something about it.

Notes:

My submission for the naughty ZK Winterfest! This was a fun event to participate in.

Naughty prompts: Mutual Pining - Only One Bed - Quiet

(In universe- NSFW- one shot)

Sokka knows that they have feelings for each other. Heck, everyone knows it. And he's going to do something about it.

And so they are roped into sharing a bed… which isn't so bad. Until the morning when they wake up in a suggestive pose and something poking Katara's thigh…

Much blushing. Much awkward. Declarations of Feelings.

Shh… you have to be quiet ( ͡ ͜ʖ ͡)


Katara held in her squeal of excitement as she reread the words on the letter.

He was coming.

Just the thought of seeing him had her heart racing— it was so silly. But she couldn't help the feelings that she had for her dear friend.

Sokka glanced at her from his spot across the kitchen table. "What's got you so excited this early?"

Okay, so maybe she hadn't held in that squeal very well. "Zuko is coming down for the Winter Solstice Festival!"

Her brother groaned, "So I have to deal with you two making oogie eyes at each other?!"

Katara frowned and looked down at her lap. "He doesn't make oogie eyes at me. Don't make fun of me, Sokka."

"I'm not— I just—!" Sokka was reminded of Zuko's words: Don't you dare tell her how I feel. I'll do it one day. It wouldn't be right to spill his secrets to Katara. So instead he kept his mouth shut.

She stood angrily, "I know my feelings are childish but you don't have to rub it in."

"Katara—"

Sokka couldn't finish as she stomped out of the room. He groaned and banged his head on the table. He wished he could tell her that Zuko returned her feelings. He didn't like seeing his sister sad like this.


They were being insufferable. Almost every day Katara would get a letter from him— how did the messenger hawks even keep up? And she would swoon and sigh and giggle and blush and bleh. Sokka rolled his eyes. He knew that Zuko was likely behaving in the exact same manner.

They were lovesick pigeon-doves and it was disgusting. Why didn't they just confess their feelings and get together already? At this point it was just obnoxious.

Everyone knew that they were hopelessly in love with each other. Had been for years now. Sokka thought that by now Zuko would be his brother-in-law. But they were just dawdling.

At least Zuko would be here soon, and then maybe he could give him a pep talk. The poor guy needed some kind of push to finally admit his feelings.

Wait a second…

Sokka rubbed his hands together as a grin stretched out his cheeks. They'll get together this next week. I'll make sure of it.


"Family meeting!" he hissed quietly. "But don't invite Katara!"

Hakoda frowned at him. "Well, that's not very nice, son."

Sokka smacked his forehead. "Dad, it's about her. We gotta make a plan!"

"A plan for what?" Bato was puzzled as Sokka urged them up from the couch.

"That's what the meeting is for!" Sokka pointed at the kitchen in a frustrated huff. Hakoda simply rolled his eyes and made his way to the table, dragging his exasperated husband along.

Hakoda sat next to Suki, who had arrived earlier that day. "Any idea what he's on about now?"

Suki laughed, "Oh, you know him. He's planning on meddling."

Then Sokka ushered in Pakku and Gran Gran— who were very upset as they had been about to head to bed.

"It'll just take a minute, you cranky old man!" Sokka admonished.

"Why I oughta—" Gran Gran elbowed Pakku and cut him off.

"Anyways," Bato sighed and crossed his arms. "What's this all about, Sokka?"

Sokka knocked his fists together. "This Solstice, we're getting Zuko and Katara together!"

A sly grin crossed Suki's face. "I'm in."

Hakoda sighed and pinched his nose. "You can't rush things like this, son."

Gran Gran slapped the table. "I disagree. They need to bone."

Pakku choked on his tea at his wife's vulgar words. Suki grinned, "I'm with Gran Gran on this one."

Bato cleared his throat and patted his lover's back. "Sorry, dear, but they're absolutely right."

Hakoda looked to Pakku for support, but the old man wouldn't meet his eyes. Finally, the old master sighed and gripped Kanna's hand. "If they have true love, they shouldn't let it slip through their fingers."

"Exactly!" Sokka clapped his hands together. "Dad?"

Hakoda huffed. "Your sister is going to kill all of us, you know."

Sokka dismissed his concern with a wave of his hand. "Then it's decided! Operation Zutara is a go!"


The day that Zuko arrived, Katara was up early. She obsessed over how clean the house was, and which outfit to wear, and if it would be too obvious if she put on makeup. On and on she raved until even Suki was ready to throttle her.

When his ship could be seen at the horizon, Katara ran to the docks and paced and fidgeted. The rest caught up eventually and rolled their eyes at her. What was she so worried for? It was just Zuko.

And when Zuko finally stepped down from the ship, it was as if they both only had eyes for each other. Katara wrapped him up in a hug— a hug that lasted far too long for 'just friends.'

Eventually Hakoda cleared his throat, causing them to spring apart, each of them blushing to the tips of their ears. Zuko bowed deep to the Chief.

Hakoda laughed, simply gripping Zuko's arm in the traditional Water Tribe greeting. "Welcome back, son."

The affection caused Zuko's breath to catch before a brilliant smile pulled at his lips. It wasn't the first time Hakoda called him son, but it still caught him by surprise every time.

Then Sokka glomped onto him, almost making him stumble. They proceeded to get in a small shouting match as Suki egged them on.

Katara and Bato shared a look, rolling their eyes. "How about we go home and let Zuko settle in?"

Sokka looked up from where he had the Fire Lord in a headlock. He pouted, "Awe, I wanted to take Zuko to the market!"

"Let go of him!" Katara chided, fixing Zuko's hair.

Bato sighed, "You kids run off then, Koda and I will take his luggage home."

"Thanks!" Sokka grinned excitedly before taking Suki's hand and tumbling through the snow to the market.

Katara and Zuko followed behind at a much more leisurely pace, speaking softly with each other. There was nothing too exciting at the market. A few games and food stands— but that was all Sokka needed to have a good time.


Later that night, they headed to their bedrooms, but Katara paused at her bedroom door.

"W-why'd you put his bags in my room?!" Katara flushed, hoping to La above that Zuko wouldn't be weirded out.

"There's no room, sweetie." Hakoda grimaced. He sure hoped that she would forgive them all for meddling with her love life when she figured out what they were up to.

"Just share the bed, what's the big deal?" Sokka snorted.

Katara sent him a deadly glare. He knew how she felt. How dare he!

Zuko rubbed the back of his neck, "Tara, I'll just sleep on the ground—"

"It's too cold here. Trust me, you'll want to snuggle." Suki shrugged, dragging Sokka from the hallway while Hakoda made himself scarce too before Zuko or Katara could protest further.

Katara wanted to murder them.

Zuko's cough drew her attention, and she turned to him as he seemed to straighten a little, doing his best to ignore the red flush painting his cheeks as he declared, "I'm fine with sharing a bed with you, but if you aren't comfortable, I'll go sleep on the couch."

She frowned, the seat in their living space hardly counted as a couch. Zuko's large frame wouldn't fit on it. Katara shook her head. She was being silly. What was the big deal about sleeping next to Zuko? They'd shared close quarters before.

"Of course I'm comfortable with you, Zuko. Sharing isn't a big deal." She gestured inside her room. "Come on, let's go to sleep."

They got ready for bed in silence, the awkwardness almost stifling. Katara worried about a thousand things. What if she talked in her sleep? What if she invaded his space? Oh Tui, what if she drooled on him?!

Zuko hesitated on the other side of the bed she laid in, staring at her furrowed brows.

"Katara." He spoke softly, "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. Really, it's okay if I sleep elsewhere. You know I'll keep warm."

She met his golden eyes, so genuine and gentle. Katara sighed and relaxed her shoulders slightly. "Just sleep here, Zuko. I just…" she lifted the corner of her mouth slightly, "I can't promise I won't drool on you, is all."

Zuko laughed, the mood lifting a bit. He pulled the furs back and climbed onto the cot. "I can deal with a little drool."

He extinguished the candle with a flick of his fingers, and Katara was thankful for the handiness of his firebending so she wouldn't have to get up out of the warm covers.

The warm covers full of delicious firebender…

She glanced at his silhouette in the dark, wishing to scoot closer, to trail her hands all over his body…

Ugh and this is why she didn't want to share a bed! She would be ogling him the whole night!

Katara sighed silently and shifted onto her side, facing away from him. Maybe she could just pretend he wasn't there…

Right. Ignore the fact that the love of her life was a foot away from her in her bed. Easy.

She felt his warm heat radiating into the fur blankets, and surprisingly the warmth was enough to ease her anxious muscles and lure her into sleep…

Waking up wasn't as pleasant.

Katara woke with a start, remembering exactly who would be next to her. Zuko.

She found herself tucked under his chin, one hand splayed on his torso while her other arm curved around to his back. His arms were hugging her whole body closer to him, and it made her heart thunder inside her chest. His woodsmoke smell clung to her. She almost (definitely) wanted to burrow deeper into his embrace and just go back to sleep.

But then she noticed that one of her legs was between his. And she could feel something very stiff against her thigh.

Oh spirits.

She tried not to squeal or combust or move. What if he woke up?!

As soon as she had that thought, Zuko began to stir. Just her luck.

He sighed and pulled her even closer, burying his nose into her hair. Katara felt her breath catch, and Zuko must have heard it because immediately his muscles went stiff.

Katara tilted her head up and met his eyes. It was only awkward if they made it awkward, right?

"G-good morning, Zuko."

His eyes widened a bit before he swallowed and said, "Yes, good morning…" He glanced down at how their bodies were entangled. "I don't see any drool," he teased. If he noticed the stiffness between his legs, he didn't show it.

She laughed, feeling the tension lessen. "You got lucky."

Then she started to detangle herself, shifting her body away. Zuko gasped, his hand digging into her hip to stop her movements.

Katara bit her lip as she felt his length twitching against her thigh.

"I—I'm so sorry!" Zuko's face became bright red. "This is so inappropriate of me, Agni, I'm so sorry—"

"Zuko, it's fine." She giggled nervously. "I know morning wood is just a natural bodily reaction."

"Just because I'm in a pretty girl's bed doesn't mean—"

"You think I'm pretty?" she teased, poking his chest.

Zuko blinked in shock, titling his head in confusion. "Yes? You're beautiful, Katara."

She flushed, taken aback by the open honesty in his eyes. Zuko observed the blush on her cheeks, opening his mouth before closing it again. She waited for him to speak patiently.

"As I said, just because I am in a beautiful girl's bed, doesn't mean it's okay for me to lust after her."

He called her beautiful, and even said he was lusting after her…Katara decided she would be bold, too.

She peeked up at him from beneath her eyelashes. "And what if the beautiful girl doesn't mind that you're lusting after her?"

Zuko's breath caught and his eyes widened. His fingers twitched on her hip, reminding her of their rather intimate position.

His eyes trailed down to her lips before looking back into her sea-colored eyes. "R-really?"

Katara grinned before she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. It was a quick kiss, and she pulled back to see his stunned face. She didn't even have time to worry that she had pushed too far—Zuko gripped her body and pulled her close, leaning his forehead against hers.

"Is this—are you—" Zuko spluttered before Katara leaned forward again, kissing him harder. This time Zuko reciprocated, lifting his hand to cradle her head as he deepened the kiss.

She sighed into his mouth, parting her lips to him to allow his tongue to flick against hers. Her hands gripped his tunic as she tried to bring him even closer to her.

Zuko pulled away from her, both of them gasping for air. "Katara, wait, just—just hold on. What does this mean to you? Because…"

Katara felt her heart thundering in her chest. Yes, she should tell him. She should just say it.

"I love you."

Both of their eyes widened as they simultaneously said those three words.

"What did you just say?" Zuko felt a smile pulling at his lips.

Katara grinned. "I said I love you. And I think it's clear that we've been idiots, huh?"

Zuko felt the smile stretch his cheeks before he practically pounced on her, joining their lips in a crash. Katara met his energy though, hungrily kissing him as she had longed to do for so long now.

He rolled on top of her, settling between her open legs. Katara moaned into his mouth as she felt his length push into her center.

He broke away from her lips again. "Is this okay? Do you want—"

"Zuko. You talk too much."

She gripped his face and pulled him down to her, colliding their lips again. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she softly rolled her pelvis against him. Zuko groaned into her mouth. His fingers buried into her wavy hair, kissing her hard. Katara let her hands wander down his chest until she tugged at the end of his shirt.

Zuko pulled back, sitting up as he lifted the ends of his tunic and flung the clothing away. Katara let her eyes trace over his muscles, taking in the toned planes of his abs and chest. She hadn't seen him shirtless in way too long, in her humble opinion.

Zuko looked at her, brow slightly furrowed. "Are we doing this then, Tara? Are you sure?"

She looked into his genuine eyes, smiling softly at his earnest expression. She sat up, resting her hand against the scar on his chest. The scar that meant so much to both of them, when they saved each other. "I'm more sure about you than anything else in my entire life, Zuko. I want you, now and tomorrow and forever."

Zuko raised her hands to his lips, kissing them reverently. "Then you shall have me."

Katara savored his words for a moment before she smirked. "Damn right I'll have you." She drew her hands away from his and untied the sash holding her robe together, revealing the sarashi wraps covering her breasts. Discarding the robe, she laid back on the bed, holding her arms open to him.

He smiled before collapsing into her, rejoining their lips once more. His warm fingers teasingly stroked down her sides as his lips wandered from hers down to her throat.

"So I finally get to undress you?" he murmured against her skin.

She shivered as his hands caressed her, as if fire itself was licking up her spine. She rasped, "Yes, please."

Zuko chuckled before he sucked on her pulse, making her moan loudly. He leaned back and raised his lone eyebrow at her. "You know…you have to be quiet, Tara. Or else your whole family will hear us."

"Damn them. I bet they put us together on purpose, so they deserve to hear the consequences."

"Oh?" He smirked as his fingers trailed down her flat stomach. "So you want me to make you scream then?"

Katara felt her center throb at his words. She squirmed, rolling her hips into his impatiently. She answered him breathlessly, "I wouldn't mind."

Zuko grinned before tilting his head to her neck again, kissing and sucking his way to the valley of her breasts. Katara quickly found the knot in her wraps to unravel them. The cold morning air hit her sensitive peaks, pebbling her nipples almost painfully. But Zuko warmed her right up.

His mouth wrapped around her peak as his hands pushed the wraps down. He gave both her breasts his undivided attention, laving them with his tongue as she hummed and wiggled beneath him.

One of his hands trailed down her stomach, slipping underneath the waistband of her pants. Katara moaned as his fingers teased her, covering her mouth to keep her sounds to a minimum. She truly didn't want her family to hear and tease them relentlessly.

Katara belatedly realized that Zuko was moving his lips down her body. She blinked her eyes open in surprise as his tongue swirled around her belly button, going lower… Then he was pulling off her pants and lower wraps eagerly. She lifted her hips to help him, anticipation making her blood pound in her ears.

She wasn't embarrassed about her body, but with Zuko looking at her like this…she almost wanted to shy away from the intimacy of it.

"You're so beautiful, Katara. All of you," Zuko whispered, "every single bit of you is perfect."

Katara smiled at his words. Yes, it was intimate. But it was Zuko. So she opened her legs wider to him. "I'm yours, Zuko."

His eyes flashed with want, and then his hands were all over her again. Her breath caught as he leaned down to her center, his golden eyes locking with hers.

He flattened his tongue against her, and Katara threw her head back, holding in her cry. Her hands flew to his hair, pulling on the strands as she pushed him closer. His lips were kissing and sucking and his tongue was gliding and licking—

"I—spirits! Zuko!" She rolled her hips against his tongue, wanting even more of his touch. He was good at this.

His hot breath puffed against her sensitive skin in a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her legs and held her hips still.

Katara heard herself whimpering. His mouth was hot. And her thighs were already shaking.

His tongue tapped against her clit persistently, switching from swirling his tongue around her to wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking. All Katara could do was try to keep her moans down—probably unsuccessfully as she got lost in the pleasure.

Zuko raised his eyes to meet hers as he slid one hand down the back of her thigh, his fingers teasing her folds. "Look at me."

Katara blinked her eyes open and peered down into his golden irises. He kept his gaze locked on hers as he pushed a finger into her entrance. She felt her mouth fall open. She could feel his lips tilt into a smirk against her skin. He left one last kiss to her center before lifting his head up.

"I thought you were going to be quiet?" he purred at her.

Her eyes blinked slowly at him as she belatedly realized she must have made a very loud sound a moment ago. She didn't even care.

She rolled her hips against his hand. "Please, Zuko. I'm so close, please just—"

"I'm getting there," he drawled, slowly dragging his finger against her walls as he withdrew it, making her gasp and arch off the bed. "I want to take my time with you, Tara."

She whined and tried to angle her hips to take his digit again, but he remained out of her grasp. Zuko chuckled and leaned back over the apex of her thighs, blowing hot air directly on her center. "You're impatient. Don't worry, I'm going to make you feel good, love."

Katara gasped as two of his fingers entered her suddenly, his thumb circling her clit. Her hands clawed at the sheets as she bit back another moan. Zuko reached up and smoothed his hand up her stomach until it molded around her breast. He tweaked her nipple right as his lips wrapped around her clit again.

"Ah—Zuko!" Katara's hand flew to her mouth, muffling her loud cry. She felt his mouth smirking again. Damn him.

His tongue licked a hot stripe along her slit as his fingers worked back and forth within her. She was close—but she also wanted more.

She wanted him.

"Zuko," she tugged at his hair. "Please, Zuko. I want you inside me now."

He pulled away from her with a pop and slowly eased his fingers out of her. She watched with hooded eyes as he licked them clean.

"Are you sure that—"

"Yes, Zuko. I'm sure. Come here."

He chuckled at her impatience, not moving from his perch between her legs. "I was saying, are you sure that you want to move on when I haven't made you come yet?"

"Please, I just want—"

"Cause I wasn't finished." His eyes glinted wickedly, and Katara had no time to reply as he attacked her pussy hungrily.

"Fuck!" Katara cursed and gripped his hair as his mouth greedily drank her in like a parched man. His tongue was even more relentless.

Her head tilted back as he pushed his tongue into her entrance, lapping against her sensitive walls. His hands pushed her thighs apart further as he buried his face into her. She felt her whole body trembling as her orgasm built up, ready to explode into his waiting mouth.

Zuko watched as her eyes fluttered upwards and shut tightly. He brought a hand over and thumbed at her clit, rhythmically circling it in time with his tongue.

"Zuko, Zuko, I'm—" Katara was so breathless she couldn't even string together a full sentence. She cursed again as her orgasm hit her like a wave. Pleasure coursed through her like a wildfire. She cried out his name as her thighs tightened around his head.

He reverently drank her in, licking up every bit of her slick wetness. His thumb continued to massage her clit until her body slumped back against the bed. He gently eased his lips and fingers from her, sitting up and wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time."

Katara flushed, her heart still pounding in her head. "W-what?"

"Make you scream. I've dreamt of that."

She blushed harder before sitting up, a determined smirk lifting her lips. "Know what I've dreamt of?"

Her hands pushed him back to the head of the bed and she crawled into his lap. Zuko simply rested his hands on her hips as he lazily grinned at her. "What?"

"I've had dreams about riding you until you're begging to come inside me."

Zuko's eyes blazed with desire at that, and she felt his dick twitch inside his pants. Pants that needed to come off.

Katara grinded herself down onto his clothed length, relishing in his answering groan. "You got to make your dream a reality. My turn now."

"Fuck, Tara." Zuko closed his eyes as her hips rolled into his again.

She slid off his legs, only to grab the waistband of his pants and tug them off. He scrambled to kick them off the rest of the way.

Katara admired his weeping cock, hard and throbbing just for her. She wrapped her fingers around the thick base, enjoying how he was hot to the touch. Her other hand caressed his stomach, wandering around the hard planes of his muscles.

"I could spend all day just touching you." She smiled at him, fully understanding his reluctance to let her go earlier. She wanted nothing more than to explore his body.

Zuko gripped the back of her head and drew her into a heated kiss. He pulled her hips forward, and Katara moved to straddle him again.

She guided his length to her entrance, slowly sinking herself down onto him. They moaned into each other's mouths as their bodies became connected. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.

Katara pulled back from his addictive lips, resting their foreheads together as she slowly rolled her hips into his. She stroked his scarred cheek, looking deep into his eyes. "I love you, Zuko."

His hands smoothed up and down her back. "I love you too, Tara. So much."

She grinned as her hand slid down his chest. "I know that now."

Zuko only chuckled at her answer and leaned forward to kiss the tempting skin of her neck, exposed to him by the tilt of her head. His hands came up to cup her breasts, making her arch into him. She sighed his name as his lips wrapped around her peak.

Her hips became more eager, her pussy hungrily gripping him tighter. Katara pushed his chest back til he lay flat on the bed beneath her. His hands fell to her ass, helping to lift her up and down on his cock. She leaned back, using his thighs as leverage as she impaled herself on him again and again. "Spirits, you feel so good inside me."

Zuko groaned as his orgasm approached. "Fuck, you're so perfect, Tara."

She smirked as her hips persistently thrusted against his. "Are you about to beg yet?"

He laughed breathlessly, squeezing his eyes shut as his hands gripped her thighs. "Honestly…yes."

"Oh, yeah?" Katara grinned, leaning forward and running her hands over his torso. "Are you gonna come inside me, Zuko?"

"Fuck!" His hips jerked against her as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her even closer. "Please, Tara. I'm about to come."

She was pleased with that answer, and worked her hips over his desperately, chasing both their highs.

Zuko grunted, feeling his balls tighten as that taut string finally snapped. He shouted her name as he buried his face into her neck.

Katara felt her mouth drop open as she felt his hot cum flood inside of her. His twitching dick rubbed against her walls, and it felt so good it pushed her over the edge with him. They breathed heavily as their orgasms faded, their bodies still connected. Katara gripped his face and pulled him away from her chest to lean her forehead against his again.

"That was amazing," she whispered.

Zuko laughed, pulling her against him and molding their bodies together. "It was. Guess that's what years of pent-up sexual tension will do."

She giggled, pecking his lips. "I guess we have my family to thank for that…"

"Speaking of your family…" Zuko peered at the window letting in full sunshine. "We probably missed breakfast."

Katara groaned. "Gran Gran will be mad. And none of them will let us live it down."

Zuko swallowed, not excited to see their reactions. "Can we just…hide up here all day? And have more sex?"

She laughed and sat up, playfully swatting his shoulder. "No, Zuko. I'm sure they'd just bust down the door. Which would be worse."

"That's true…" he sighed. "Alright. Let's go face them."


After dressing—and maybe a few more stolen kisses—they snuck down the hall, faces flaming and hands interlocked. The sneaking was no use though, as everyone was around the table still finishing up their breakfasts.

"Looks like the lovebirds finally decided to join us." Hakoda acknowledged them as they inched into the room.

Katara flushed and pulled Zuko to the remaining two seats. She busied herself with loading up their plates while Zuko looked everywhere else besides at the people staring at them.

"The food is cold," Gran Gran scolded. "Don't make this a habit, dears."

Zuko felt the tips of his ears burning. Ignoring the jibe, he took the plates from Katara. "Here. I'll warm it up."

"A handy trick." Sokka grinned, grunting as Suki elbowed him hard.

Katara glared icily at her brother, daring him to make another inappropriate joke.

They ate quietly as the air felt awkward. Katara wished she had taken Zuko's plea to stay in bed all day into more consideration. Suki got up and disappeared for a moment before coming back with two mugs of hot tea. She placed one down in front of Katara.

Katara furrowed her brows, "Oh, um, no thank you, Suki, I just want water."

She was about to pass the tea over to Zuko when Gran Gran's mischievous chuckling stopped her.

"Now I wouldn't mind a great-grandchild, but I imagine a baby out of wedlock would be a great scandal for the Fire Lord. Drink the tea. It's a contraceptive."

Katara and Zuko flushed red. She took a sip of it and cringed at the bitter taste.

"You get used to it." Suki shrugged, patting Katara's shoulder in sympathy before returning to her seat.

"Yeah, you're gonna have to drink that gross shit daily now that you're finally boning," Sokka said offhandedly, as if describing the weather.

Zuko wanted to die, but Katara had enough. She slammed her spoon down. "I know you planned all of this, Sokka. I know it had to be you and your meddling ways."

"Operation Zutara was a success! Don't complain!" He defended.

"So you admit it?" Katara paused before bolting from her seat towards her pesky brother. "Come here, you lily-livered penguin bait!"

Sokka scrambled away from her in fear. "Hey! I helped! Suki, save me!"

Suki simply shrugged and continued to eat her food. Hakoda rubbed his forehead. "Son, I told you she would be furious."

Bato sighed and clapped Zuko on the back. "Welcome to the family, kid. It's crazy here."


End Notes:

Huge shoutout to @thesavagedaughter0627 for beta reading this piece! Hope you all enjoyed!

I also have a SFW entry for the ZK Winter Fest, go check it out! Find me on ao3 under the same username. Also on tumblr @authorjoydragon