The Prince and The Jock

The Prince

Zuko's POV
I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. I was already in trouble, I didn't want to be late to class. Completely ignoring Mr. Perfect as I ran. He didn't actually care, so why should I?

When I finally made it to the bathroom, all the doors were closed and I could hear the teachers begin teaching. "Guess I'm skipping class today", I grumbled to myself and enter the bathroom. I stare in to the mirror at my red cheek. It was on my left side, so it looked like I had one big red column on my face.

I was used to father hitting me, how do you think I got this scar in the first place? Except, he hadn't hit me this hard since he gave me that scar all those years ago. I don't even know what I did. Although knowing him, I probably just forgot to put a book away or something.

Ugh, he's so infuriating. I grimace as I touch my cheek lightly, it stings. My other hand collided with the counter in a fist. I look down and see a dent. Luckily there's no cameras otherwise, I would've been in bigger trouble.

"Well look what we have here", I hear a voice. I can't see their face but I can tell they're probably smirking. When I look up, I can see them in the mirror. Austin Gallan, the other baseball super star in this annoying school. And next to him, is Mr. Perfect, Sokka. "Looks like we have, his highness", Austin laughed coldly. He walked closer and grabbed me by my hair, pining me to the wall.

"Hey, why don't we just...leave, man", I hear Sokka say. "What's your deal, Sokka? You never want to have any fun", Austin groans. Sokka steps forward, "I mean it Austin, let's just leave him alone". "What are you, his boyfriend?", Austin laughed. I felt a light blush on my cheeks but luckily, they didn't notice. Sokka blushed too for a split second. But it was quickly replaced by a smirk. He didn't look like himself. In fact, his eyes looked sad.

"You're right, Austin. Let's have some fun".

I cower slightly. Although Sokka isn't the fittest person, he's siding with Austin. And Austin isn't someone I want to fight. Not that I couldn't kick his ass, I could. But if I did, then Sokka would tell and who knows what father would do.

So I stand still and Austin punches me over and over again. And when he's done, I fall to the floor. And taste blood. And I hear him laugh as he leaves. But Sokka stays. He rushes over to me and helps me up.

"Are...are you okay, bub?", he asks. He places his hand delicately on my cheek and kisses my forehead. I want to be mad at him, I really do. But the look in his eyes, the sorry. The sadness, I can't bring myself to. "Y-yeah, I'm okay", I say. "I'm so sorry, I knew you would be in here so I wanted to come check on you but he followed me and he wouldn't leave-", he panics. "Hey, it's okay baby, I understand", I answer. I really don't.

One day, I just want him to finally tell everyone we're together and not be terrified he'll get kicked off the team. I would never say this to him but I hate how he chooses baseball and his "friends" over me every time.

All my thoughts go away when I see tears spilling from his eyes. He feels so guilty. "I'm so sorry", he says. I kiss away his tears and then kiss his lips. "It's okay, babe, really. Let's just go to my car", I say. Although his eyes are slightly red from crying he still smiles at me. "Yeah, let's go to your car". He helps me up and check if the coast is clear. Then, while holding hands, we make a dash for the door.

Laughing like crazy as we make it out to the parking lot and I unlock my car. We jump in the backseat and just stay there. Neither of us wanting to go back and quietly agreeing on just staying there for the rest of the day.

"Sokka?", I say. He looks up at me, his head still resting on my chest. "Yeah, baby?" "Are you ever gonna tell anyone about us? I mean other than your friends?" He looks down and I regret asking. This wasn't the first time I had asked, but I knew this was hard for him. "One day I will, don't worry baby. One day everyone will know you're mine". I can't help but blush and smile.

"You don't have to say it like that", I groan. "You're such a tsundere", he laughs at me. I blush and give a small laugh and quickly cover it with another groan. When I see a glint in his eyes. "Sokka, what are you-", I start when suddenly Sokka told me. "Is this okay babe?", he asks. Even though he's already on top of me and I'm red as a tomato, he still has the politeness to ask. "Yes, it's okay", I say. He smiles and leans down slowly and begins kissing my neck. I shudder when he hits my sweet spot almost instantly.

I fiddle with his shirt and he slips it off following mine. "Are you sure", he whispers. His eyes are staring into mine, his lips close to mine. "Yes, it's okay Sokka", I whisper. He eyes me and then whispers in my ear. "Let's pass the time. Try not to be too loud, okay, baby?", he says it sickly sweet. And I just nod, unable to speak.