Zuko didn't end up going home as he stayed the night with Katara, they watched movies in her room as Zuko didn't care for her Disney movies but Katara made him watch anyways, he pouted the whole time as they watched lion king.

Katara did not like the dead dad jokes.

She rested her head on his chest as Zuko had an arm around her as she turned on Up as revenge. He made a few sarcastic comments but after the first ten minutes he got very quiet.

They fell asleep together in her bed late at night, Katara had her hands close to her face as she was curled into his chest with her forehead resting against his shoulder and a leg holding him close. Zuko had both his arms around her with his nose against her head and slept soundlessly the whole night.

Sokka walked into his sisters room in the morning to wake her up but saw that Zuko was still in his house.

"Oh you fucker," Sokka walked to the edge of the bed by their feet. He saw both of their pants were still on and they just looked tired together. He narrowed his eyes and took out his phone to take a picture.

"Don't know if I love her, my ass," Sokka snickered as he looked at the proof.

"Daaaaad come here!" Sokka whispered down the stairs as Hakoda was already awake. He walked up the stairs confused as he went into Kataras room as well.

"Did you get a picture?" Hakoda gasped.

"One of them is going to hit me," Sokka smirked showing him the picture as they walked out and closed the door behind them.

"So there's no feelings? All platonic?" Hakoda asked as they went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Oh no Zuko is in love with Katara," Sokka admitted like it was obvious.

"And she?" He raised a brow.

"Dad, she let him on her bed, Katara didn't even let girls sleep on her bed at sleep overs, she might not be in love but she def has a crush," Sokka snorted shaking his head.

"And you like that Zuko kid?" Hakoda asked making himself coffee.

"He's not bad," he smiled a little. "Bad past but he's a good person, I'd let Katara date him,"

"I heard that his dad.. his dads not a good person?" Hakoda took a deep breath and Sokka looked over at him.

"I over heard their conversation last night, and somethings.. some people just shouldn't be parents," he shook his head disappointed.

"Yea, his dads not good, guess when I found out how bad I warmed up to him, a shitty home life can make you a shitty person, and since he was with his uncle maybe it's better," Sokka nodded and got some coffee for himself.

"I'm glad, no one deserves to feel hated by their parent," the man agreed.

"You're right," Sokka pursed his lips.

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Zuko felt something tickle his nose as he blinked his eyes open and huffed a little to move Kataras hair off his nose. He groaned a little closing his eyes as he felt exhausted still.

He glanced down seeing Katara curled against him, he smiled as he embraced her a little more. Zuko felt a little nervous feeling her breath on his neck but relaxed anyways hoping not to wake her up, he gently leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you," he whispered against her hairline and closed his eyes again.

Katara shuffled a little in his arms and woke up nuzzling herself closer.

"Morning," he mumbled as Katara kept her eyes hooded and hummed pressing her ear against his chest.

"Your toasty," she smiled.

"Your small," Zuko raised a brow and she yawned a little.

"Your short," Katara teased.

"No im not?" He narrowed his eyes.

Katara sat up to stretch but froze when Zuko let out a long whine and buried his face in the pillow when she was out of reach.

"Your not pouting are you?" She smiled down at him and he inhaled deeply and released a deep long groan muffled by the pillow.

"Oh my god why are you pouting?!" She laughed as he laid on his stomach.

"Im not," he mumbled.

She poked him in the back of his head and he glared up at her.

"... I was comfortable," he admitted.

"Don't be a baby," she rolled her eyes.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back as he laid on his back and Katara burst out laughing as she landed on top. She giggled wildly trying to escape his strong grip, her hands touched his sides as a test but his spasm told her it was a success.

"Your ticklish!" She gasped happily sitting up. She went to do it again but he grabbed her hands as they wrestled a little with Zuko pushing her hands up with ease.

"I will throw you off this bed if you even try," he glared up as she sat on him. They both paused seeing the position they were in as she was on his hips and their hands laced together.

"Get off," he said flatly. Her father and brother were home.

"Oh now you don't want me on you? You were just whining before," Katara chuckled and slammed his hands down by his head with a grunt.

"I'm definitely stronger than you, get off kat," he smirked up at her as her hair was surrounding him.

"Make me," she hummed.

Zuko stopped as he looked at her. He didn't want to make her. He smirked smugly and her eyes widen.

"Don't give me that stupid face," she put her hands over his face.

"It's just my face kat..."

She giggled as he took her hands off his face unamused. His heart stopped seeing her smile and the way her shoulders shook as she laughed, her eyes shut, her laugh was like music.

God he wanted to kiss her.

He turned his head away trying to block those thoughts out of his head. Sokka mentioned there was a chance for him... but what if it was all wrong.

"Hey what's up?" She pulled him out of his thoughts.

"I-I..." he blushed.

"I lo.." Zuko swallowed the lump in his throat as she waited for his answer.

"I'm literally going to push you in five seconds," he sighed shaking his head.

"Sure you are," she hummed pinning his hands.

She screamed when he threw her off as he got out of the bed. Katara looked at him as he rubbed his face, he inhaled deeply and she could see pink staining his cheeks. She thought to herself about the possibility...