Author's Note: Just some pure old fashioned Kataang fluff. Just short and sweet.
Aang had always liked his name. It was one short syllable, easy to pronounce, and he had always thought it had an appealing, happy sound to it.
But it became even more appealing when she would say his name. He loved to hear it said in her lovely voice, loved knowing that she had thought of him as she said it, and loved knowing that for a moment it sat on her lips.
The young Avatar had gotten accustomed to her saying it, sometimes screaming it when she was angry or frustrated. He smiled when ever she did say his name, knowing full well that he had captured her attention, if even only for the briefest of moments.
And he was smiling now as her lips parted and he could feel her draw a breath.
"Aang." Katara breathed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him close to her. She was trembling as was he, hearts pounding. "Aang…"
Her lips pressed against the curve of his neck. The boy sucked in his breath before uttering a single word.
"Katara…"
The waterbender smiled as she moved to press her lips to his. Katara had always liked the sound of her name.