Well here we are again :) If u are reading this i already adore u hehe. Enjoy! :)
Her fingertips pressed into her forehead, stroking methodically. The click of the kettle echoed in the silent kitchen. Instinctively, Toph poured the boiling water into her mug, embracing it to allow the warmth to flow through her. Slowly bringing everything back into focus.
Sokka stalked into the room but froze when he saw her sitting at the table. Hesitating, as if to say something but thought better of it, he quickly opened the fridge and grabbed the milk carton and gulped. It was only a few seconds maybe, but it was the longest either had faced. Both of them not wanting to make the first move.
Clumsy footsteps sounded down the corridor before an obvious, still half asleep, Suki stumbled through the kitchen heading to the bathroom.
"Morning," Suki mumbled, stifling a yawn.
Sokka leant against the counter and took another swig of milk, wishing it was something else. Toph blew on her tea and sipped it carefully.
The sound coming from the other room was magnified. Door opened. Clothes' rustling. Water running. Cough. Cabinet creaking. Glass clinking. Bottle squeezed. Water off. Towel rack rattling. Switch flicked. Footsteps.
Suki appeared once again, this time dressed.
"Well since grumpo is taking all the milk for himself im going to run and get some more. Does anyone want anything?" She walked over and pecked Sokka on the cheek, to which he smiled and shook his head. Suki glanced over at Toph who she shook her head also. "Alright, I'll be back soon."
Toph sipped her tea again as the front door closed. Sokka shuffled visibly uncomfortable, before throwing the empty carton into the bin. Another silence drew out, then abruptly he stood up and headed out.
"If we keep this up, she is going to get suspicious anyway." She hadn't moved, the words coming out seemingly from nowhere. Sokka stood at the door, his back to her. Toph found her patience wearing thin.
"We need to talk about this." She stated, placing her mug on the table, not even its warmth comforting her now. Still Sokka was unmoving. Yet another silence followed.
"If it was a mistake-" Toph paused, cursing her cracking voice, "It wouldn't keep happening."
Sokka glanced over his shoulder at her. One hand clenched in a fist as she attempted to contain a building rage. Despite this however Toph seemed bone wearingly sad.
She sighed, this wasn't going anywhere. "It's hard for me aswell you know. It's not like I want to be in this situation. One day you'll have to choose."
"I want... Suki." He whispered.
"Just because you want something, doesn't mean you can keep it." She grunted.
The door was slammed fiercely and bounced off the wall, threatening to break.
Toph was left alone. She got up and turned on the kettle again, determined to have her tea like she wanted it at least. Hot.
Yer, its abit short... but please, if u like it even just alil bit... review, story alert, whatever u feel fit :D Please and thankyou.