after everything that's happened...... everything that's changed..... i cant believe you feel the need to ask me that??? you think i'd just drop you and disappear like it was all for naught and just go back to how it was before we got here?!!
no dont go youre not being fair i wouldnt abandon you after all we've been through, how can you think that i would especially because of uncle i shouldnt have to pick sides here......
I've always been left behind. I've never been anyone's first choice. Is it that hard to make a simple promise to me or do you know, deep down, that if he tells you to wean yourself of me you'll do it?
why should it be an ultimatum? why is it black and white? why jump to the extreme assumption? it doesnt need to be like that anymore!!! you arent alone! and i dont want you to be alone! abandonment is a harsh word, like you dont trust how close we've grown despite everything...... everything, even before these crazy places!! i dont want to go back to that again azula i dont know what to do but things aren't like they were at home i like things better how they are now we're family....
if thats the case then what difference does saying "i promise" make? you dont trust me enough to know the answer you should already know. ive put so much trust in you, put so much behind us, forgiven so much can't you see i already have promised......?!
[ It takes him longer than expected. He has to process some of this on the way home. Itโs distressing and puts a damper on his wonderful reunion with Iroh. But itโs not a conversation he wants to leave on that note with Azula... So by the time heโs arrived, heโs decided to try and smooth things over. When he comes in, heโs unusually quiet and gentle in his movements, the door barely clicking instead of the slam that usually announces his presence. Thereโs a tension in the air already, or at least his own perceived tension. Heโs on edge now that heโs actually home with her.
When he finds her, he walks up behind where she sits with soft steps. He reaches to wrap his arms around her shoulders right away, and leans in to kiss the top of her head gingerly from behind. He pays no mind to whether or not she wants this, does not consider that she might be too upset for this, no thought of whether or not she wants to be touched by him after such a stressful conversation. His one track mind is focused on smoothing it over. Thatโs it. This is his direct, simple, thoughtful yet somehow so thoughtless attempt to appease her. Leaning on their physicality is the best he can think of, his words failing him. Heโs already said enough to upset her, after all. ]
[ Azula had thought about disappearing before he showed up, unnerved that he hadn't pieced together why she was so concerned about Iroh's arrival. It was unfair, she had to acclimate to this whole new world while Zuko was constantly being bombarded with friends and loved ones that made his adjustment easier. She had to start all over, again, this time with Zuko the only one at her side, constantly worried he'd want to put distance between them so their relationship could resemble something more... appropriate? What did he say about her to their uncle? She knew he'd never want to disappoint him, fearful that his presence alone would cut their affections off entirely so Iroh would never have to question any heated glances between them.
But she stays, feeling foolish as she waits for him, arms wrapped around legs after deciding to stop harassing him with texts. He's quiet and seemingly calm when he enters, no anger in his touch as he leans down. Her breathing stills, uncertain if she herself was calm enough to accept his attempt at soothing her. Azula tilts her head back as she snakes her hands into his dark hair, stealing a kiss before she thinks too hard about it. ]
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so what now then??!
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i wouldnt abandon you after all we've been through, how can you think that i would
especially because of uncle
i shouldnt have to pick sides here......
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I've always been left behind. I've never been anyone's first choice. Is it that hard to make a simple promise to me or do you know, deep down, that if he tells you to wean yourself of me you'll do it?
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i dont want to go back to that again azula
i dont know what to do but things aren't like they were at home
i like things better how they are now
we're family....
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trust me
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ive put so much trust in you, put so much behind us, forgiven so much
can't you see i already have promised......?!
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im on my way home
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[ she's an anxious paranoid mess now, thanks. ]
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[ He wonโt. Heโll come in his own time. Maybe or maybe not out of spite cuz heโs an angry mess as always... ]
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When he finds her, he walks up behind where she sits with soft steps. He reaches to wrap his arms around her shoulders right away, and leans in to kiss the top of her head gingerly from behind. He pays no mind to whether or not she wants this, does not consider that she might be too upset for this, no thought of whether or not she wants to be touched by him after such a stressful conversation. His one track mind is focused on smoothing it over. Thatโs it. This is his direct, simple, thoughtful yet somehow so thoughtless attempt to appease her. Leaning on their physicality is the best he can think of, his words failing him. Heโs already said enough to upset her, after all. ]
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But she stays, feeling foolish as she waits for him, arms wrapped around legs after deciding to stop harassing him with texts. He's quiet and seemingly calm when he enters, no anger in his touch as he leans down. Her breathing stills, uncertain if she herself was calm enough to accept his attempt at soothing her. Azula tilts her head back as she snakes her hands into his dark hair, stealing a kiss before she thinks too hard about it. ]
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wanna wrap up here? or continue for a tender moment? down for whatever~