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sorryyyyyyyyy...

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"sokka."

yeah no. sokka was absolutely fucking zonked this time. he didn't care to know who it was, and didn't know anyone was even here.

"sokka. wake up. please."

he started to stir, groaning a bit as he rolled over onto his back. he threw his arm over his eyes.

"sokka."

he couldn't even register what he was hearing. someone was calling his name but they sounded far and incredibly distant. something was pounding on the windows but he couldn't find the strength to care.

whoever it was shut i'll the door behind them gently, but they hadnt left.

in fact, they'd managed to set some pillow down right next to sokka and crawl into bed wearily.

now he was awake. sokka sighed a little and moved his arm off of his face and down to his side. he was still groggy and literally half asleep but whatever. he didn't wanna process anything anymore. time to start being emotionally unavailable.

"i- sokka- i dont. i don't know if you're awake or not- but- uhm- it's. it's raining- a-and i'm sorry- but ididntknowwhoelsetogotoandiknowihurtyouandididntmeantoo-"

oh brother.

"hushhhhhh..." sokka shushed him, trying to keep the tired before he got completely awake.

"nono sokka- pleas-"

"stooopppp zuko." sokka rolled over to face him.this was a terrible idea, really, but it was raining apparently. he was too tired to care and missed the boy who never even got to be his.

zuko didn't react, or didn't know how too. not after what he'd done.

the last thing he expected was for sokka to roll over with open arms.

"what..-?"

"come on." sokka waved his hands around a little, eyes still closed.

"but- i didn't-"

"it's okay."

what.

what?

nononono this didn't make any sense. he should be getting scolded, shouldnt he? begging for forgiveness after hurting someone like that?

it could work like this?

"zuko. stop dicking around and just come here. it's okay. i'm here."

he didn't understand.

"i- you aren't mad..?"

"what would i be mad for?"

"because.. of yknow.. what i did.."

"i can't be mad over that. you don't love me anymore. it isn't my decision."

yikes.

"this isn't like.. a trap.."

"what? a trap?"

"you aren't going to suffocate me or something? smack my mouth because i said those things..? nothing? you'll just forgive me? no strings attached..?"

"no? i'm not gonna suffocate you. come on. my arms are tired."

zuko was hesitant but.. oh well he supposed. it was awkward. really really terribly awkward at first but sokka had melted just the same as he did before. he wrapped his arms around zukos waist gently, pulling him closer. just how he used too.