A person gets angry with the one they love.
Sometimes over things that may seem insignificant from the outside. But every little thing, big thing, every ordinary thing had such significance that the impact of those things would always be intense.
Azula believed deep down that Sokka never meant it in the bad way. She had been trying to hold on to that truth for two days now. But her anger and sadness were still in her throat.
They entered Sokka's living room through the backyard. The hot temperatures outside, mixed with their daily activities were taking a toll on them.
Sokka hadn't been able to sleep much since Azula had gotten mad at him two days ago. He kept hoping that she would smile at him. He kept hoping that she wouldn't block his path when he approached her slowly or tried to talk about it. His eyes never left her figure, hoping to find those possibilities.
But her beautiful smile and the warmth she felt for him were replaced by coldness. Oh, how it hurt him.
So, when she actually entered his house with him, instead of returning to the palace like yesterday and leaving him and herself heartbroken, he was relieved. The spark of hope inside him made his heart beat faster.
Azula sat down on the couch with a sigh. She looked very exhausted.
"I'm tired." she said, laying her head on the pillow.
"It's been a very tiring day. I'll get you water." Sokka said.
"Yes, it's too hot." she replied.
Sokka rushed to the kitchen, glad she hadn't pushed him away.
When he returned to the living room, he saw that Azula had closed her eyes. She took naps with him, but never actually fell asleep unless she was very very tired. He was a little worried.
"Azula," he whispered, leaning toward her, "Do you want to lie down on the bed?" he asked gently.
"Mhhh, too many steps." she replied lazily.
He smiled at that, "I'll carry you, okay?"
His heart beat even faster when she wrapped her arms around his neck in a silent response. He immediately slid his arms under her back and knees. She buried her face in his neck and breathed him in. Oh, how he missed her breath, the closeness and just everything about her.
When he reached his room, he gently laid her on the bed and took the hairpiece out of her hair to make her feel comfortable. He covered her with his blanket and stood there for a short moment, wondering if it'd be okay to take off his shirt. She seemed fine, surely he was allowed to rest next to her, right? So he did that.
Azula opened her eyes and watched him as he stared at her. Both sending messaged of love with their eyes. Sokka climbed onto the bed and lay on his side facing her. She moved a little towards him, which he returned ten times until their noses touched. Then she snuggled up to him.
"I love you." Sokka whispered.
Azula raised her hand to run her thumb over his alluring lips. She loved doing that.
"I love you." she replied.
Then they kissed. Sokka hugged her tightly while she held his face. From now on, he would be more careful with his wording. Even though it hadn't even been two whole days, every second they didn't speak felt like a painful eternity for both of them.
Life was too short not to love each other completely with everything every day.
The nap they had that day was the sweetest they'd ever had.