𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. | zuko x sokka

9

Once school was finally over on Friday, Zuko grinned as he saw Sokka waiting for him at his car. He jogged over to the tan boy and wrapped his arms around Sokka's waist, kissing him against his car. Sokka grinned as his eyes met Zuko, and wrapped his arms around Zuko's neck as he kissed him back. Neither of them cared that other people were in the parking lot.

Zuko had definitely been waiting for this moment. He has missed the feeling of Sokka's skin, feeling his soft lips against his own.. It was almost as if he ached to have him in the times they were apart. He made Zuko feel whole for the first time since he was just a kid. He wasn't going to miss the opportunity as soon as he saw Sokka.

Zuko soon pulled away and smiled at Sokka. A light blush appeared across his cheeks as Sokka smiled back at Zuko."Sorry I got a little carried away, I'm just really excited," Zuko spoke and chuckled. "You're fine, loser." Sokka spoke and gently punched Zuko's shoulder playfully. Zuko rolled his eyes and grinned at Sokka.

They both got in Zuko's car. Zuko rested his hand on Sokka's thigh as he drove to his house. Sokka slid his hand into Zuko's and blushed as he looked over at the pale boy. Zuko squeezed Sokka's hand as he glanced over at Sokka. He couldn't help but admire tan boy sitting next to him. His blue eyes against his dark skin were hypnotic. He soon pulled in front of his house and quickly got out of his car. He jogged to the passenger side and opened Sokka's door for him.

Sokka rolled his eyes playfully. "You're so sweet, it's disgusting." He joked. Zuko laughed and rolled his eyes. "You love me," he spoke, and Sokka nodded as they walked into the house. Sokka bit his lip as he thought for a moment, looking up at Zuko. He wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck and pulled him into a kiss. Zuko wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed back as Sokka tangled his fingers in Zuko's hair.

Zuko kissed the shorter boy deeply and a moan escaped his lips as Sokka tugged on Zuko's hair. Zuko pulled away and his cheeks flushed. Sokka chuckled and tugged Zuko upstairs to his bedroom. Zuko shut and locked the door behind them.

Zuko pushed Sokka down against his bed and straddled him. He breathlessly reattached his lips to Sokka's. His hands we placed at both sides of Sokka's face against the mattress to hold himself. He moved his hips against Sokka's to get more friction, and his cheeks turned a bright shade of crimson as he felt Sokka's erection against his thigh. He heard a moan escape Sokka's lips, and he'd be lying if it wasn't the most attractive sound he had ever heard. As much as he wanted Sokka, in every way, he still didn't want to rush this.

He soon pulled away, and sat beside Sokka. He ran his hand through his hair as Sokka furrowed his eyebrows at him. "What's wrong, Zuko?" Sokka spoke and sat up as well, cupping Zuko's face with his hands. "I just.. I don't want to rush this," he spoke. "I'm sorry," he looked into Sokka's eyes and leaned into his touch. "Don't be sorry, we never have to do something you're not comfortable with," he spoke warmly. Zuko could feel his cheeks heat as his lips curled into a smile.

Sokka leaned in and kissed Zuko's forehead. "I forgot to ask how dinner went with your mom Monday night," Sokka asked. Zuko chuckled. It sucked that they hadn't gotten to talk about this sooner, but, he was happy they had time to, now. "It went really well," he spoke. "I told her how we met, she told me how she met her husband, and I met my younger sister, Kiyi," he spoke, then his eyes softened as he notice Sokka look down at the floor. Then, it hit him. Sokka's mother was dead.

"Are you okay? I don't have to talk about this if it... Upsets you," he spoke, and rubbed Sokka's back. "No, no, it's okay," Sokka spoke. He took a deep breath. Zuko could sense that he hesitated before speaking again. "My mom... Was murdered," he said as tears began to stream down his cheeks. "Katara saw her just before it happened. I got there just too late, she was gone," he spoke, sniffling.