Title: Like You Mean It
Prompt: #016 Cold
Notes: Takes place during 'Avatar Aang' at the veeeery end and then after the kissy faces are done. AANGST. **cackles**
Like You Mean It
Aang is pleased. Katara is kissing him slow and steady, her soft arms encircling his neck. She started the kiss, a first in their sort-of relationship. Her lips are warm and pliant over his. So they kiss and he tries to ignore the feeling that something maybe isn't right. It's probably, he thinks hazily, just the realization that she loves him back. Her lips are so warm.
Then she pulls away, slowly, softly. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips kiss reddened, her eyes bright. She smiles in a way that is so incredably, indescribably beautiful. Aang blinks, struck once again by how lucky he is. She laughs at his lovestruck look, holds out her hand and reminds him of their friends waiting for their return.
He follows her in happily, teases Sokka with the rest of the group and strokes Momo's fur. He looses himself in the group, but he doesn't loose sight of Katara. She's with the group just as much as he is, laughing at Toph's sarcasm and Iroh's terrible jokes. Then, for a moment, just a single moment, she turns to give Zuko her tea cup.
Something passes between the two. A gentle smirk, a sweet blush, a brushing of hands. Aang laughs loudly to interrupt the moment and darts forward, plants another kiss on Katara. Tries to prove something that he can't. He doesn't feel lucky anymore. Her lips are so, so cold now.