the wind in my sails | aang x oc

four

A knock was heard on Liara's doorframe as she was staring at the sunset from her window. Her room was lit with five candles, illuminating it with a slight orange glow.

Her hair was down, Hanging gracefully on her shoulders and she was dressed in the yellow and orange clothes that she usually wore in the day. It was just a few minutes after the encounter she had with Katara.

"You can come in, Aang," she told the tattooed boy, and he entered her cozy room and sat down on her bamboo bed.

"My room is right next to yours," the boy said. 

Liara knew the walls were paper thin, anything could be heard, even the sound of a scroll being opened gently.

She sighed and sat down next to him on her bed. "So, you heard it, then? mine and Katara's exchange?" she askedsoftly. 

The boy merely nodded at his old friend. "Most of it. I'm sorry about her," he said to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

After a moment of silence, Liara spoke up again. "I never saw you as the type to go for angsty ones. You two are cute together."

"What?" Aang looked at Liara strangely, as if she spoke about taboo. 

"What? isn't katara your girlfriend?"

Laughter filled the bedroom, "No, I don't like Katara like that. She's my waterbending teacher. Or a big sister."

"Oh," Liara hummed, something inside of her relaxing. "Sorry. I just assumed..."

"Monk Nora taught you better than to assume," Aang countered gently and Liara agreed with a nod. 

"She did."

Another silence passed, "I missed you, you know." the airbender girl said to the avatar. "but I knew that our paths would cross. Yao told me they would."

Aang looked at her, his grey eyes appearing to be a deep shade of amber in the candlelight. They darted to her lips for a split second, but she didn't notice.

"I'm sorry I didn't come any sooner," he said. 

"you're here now." she replied.

Aang took Liara in his arms and hugged her tightly, "I'll always be," he mumbled into her soft brown hair. She nodded and sighed, taking in his warmth.

She was glad he was here. She was glad she found him, and even a hundred years ago, she was glad whenever they visited each other at their respective temples.

There was always this strange feeling bubbling in her chest whenever she was with him, and now it was stronger than ever. It was the feeling of safety. The felt safe and sound with him. always.

Smiling gently, Liara let go of him, "alright, I'm gonna do some meditating," she told the boy, getting up from her position beside him.

She sat down on the mat, and he was soon to join her, "I'll meditate with you."

With a soft grin, they both crossed their legs and pressed their tattooed fists together.

Within a few minutes, Liara was in the familiar leaf forest.

"Smoochie smoochie, someone's in love~" Yao teased with a smug smirk on his baffoony baboon face. 

"You could stop listening to my conversations from here, Yao." Liara shot back, slightly irritated.

"No thanks, I'll continue. I enjoy watching humans fall in love," the baboon said, standing up and Liara followed suit.

"I'm not in love." Liara retorted, following Yao to a table with tea and snacks.