Kataang - In Love With My Roommate

Our "Special" Bond (Part 1)

'Okay, so I know I've been putting this off for a long time but it has been a rough few months. My dad got COVID and everything was getting messed up sooo yeah ...
Even so I should've made some more stories to at least make you guys happy but that doesn't matter now. I'm finally making stories and I'm not gonna stop! So, I want to thank really quick to everyone who has stuck with me and apologise to the rest for not updating. Anyway, enough sappy stories for today, I've worked on this one all day today and it's still not finished so I'm probably working on it you read. I hope you guys enjoy!'

P.S. - My dad is fine now 😁

*Warning* - Raping is mentioned in this text so if you feel disgusted at all then you can leave right now. ⚠⚠⚠

Aang's POV
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Sokka had been staying a lot more a lot more thanks to the realization that I lived with his sister, though, I doubt it had anything to do with me being his friend.
The last time he visited, he threatened me because he thought I was going to make a move on his sister, which received startling reactions from both of us.

Katara gave Sokka a mouthful of words I had never heard of, before storming off rather red in the face. I had a similar reaction only there was no shouting and I didn't leave. Instead, I feared for my life as Sokka sent me a glare from hell. Sweat dripped from my head 💧 as I backed away and off into my room. It had changed a lot since then. I now had a small computer where I write about my favourite anime in my blog and have tons of shelves and bookcases where I keep my manga, which, surprisingly hasn't gotten any larger since I had came here. Oh well, that's a problem for future Aang. For now, I'll just write a few things about my favourite rom-com:

Kaichou Wa Maid Sama

So, basically I'm an otaku, but Sokka doesn't seem to mind. Usually, he spends his day playing some games, looking at his 'so-called' perfect 2D drawing of his waifu and reading amazing manga. So, everything seems pretty normal for now. Katara and I had decided to drop the thing that happened when I went shopping and carried on with our lives. Which was mostly ignoring me and staying in her room studying. We actually have school starting soon so I guess it is a good thing that she seems so interested in studying.

I'm not sure but I have a feeling Katara is very intelligent, though, I never get the chance to notice it or even see it in action as she spends most of the day pretending I don't exist.

Oh well, I guess I should stop daydreaming about how smart Katara is and figure out what to post on my blog...

Katara's POV
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That stupid little brat! Damn, I'm going to kill Sokka as soon as finish this page! I mean, how dare he have the guts to say that there is something going on with me and Aang!
I mean, there's nothing... yep, definitely nothing.

No way in hell am I ever going to love that baka. Oh right, I've been borrowing Aang's manga recently (without him knowing) and have learnt a few words. I don't know why I've been using some of those words, but I guess I just have a natural instinct to use them.

Shrugging my thoughts away, I continued studying, with the occasional singing and humming of the song I was playing. It was a beautiful song my mother used to play to me every night before bed when I was young. Of course, Sokka had to butt in and ruin it, saying it was too icky, but deep down, I think he liked it as well. 
A few hours had passed and I had finished revising my school work; it wasn't that difficult, to be honest. I yawned and checked my clock.

9:46

Spirits, it's been that long! I was pretty hungry, seeing as I had literally spent 3 hours doing school work, so I got into my pajamas and headed downstairs. The first thing I saw was Aang relaxing on the sofa and manga strewed out all over the floor. Honestly, it's like living with a pig or something.