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Maybe you shouldn't.

????

You really think you can hide this from him? Us? We can't explain ourselves anymore, not here.

you think i dont know that already?!!
so what now then??!

It wouldn't be the first time you chose him over me.

why do i have to choose here though?! thats not fair azula!! this isnt home things are different now it doesnt have to be like that anymore!!

Is that a promise, Zuko? That you won't abandon me?

abandon you?!! how can you say that??!

Promise me.

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?!!

If that truly is what your response to me is going to be then I am done with this conversation.

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'm not being fair? 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....

I only asked you for two words.

azula
trust me

I don't know how.

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......?!

Why aren't you here?

i went to the inn..... thats where i found uncle
im on my way home

Be quicker about it.

[ she's an anxious paranoid mess now, thanks. ]

fine.

[ He won’t. He’ll come in his own time. Maybe or maybe not out of spite cuz he’s an angry mess as always... ]

[ It takes him longer than expected. He has to process some of this on the way home. It’s distressing and puts a damper on his wonderful reunion with Iroh. But it’s not a conversation he wants to leave on that note with Azula... So by the time he’s arrived, he’s decided to try and smooth things over. When he comes in, he’s unusually quiet and gentle in his movements, the door barely clicking instead of the slam that usually announces his presence. There’s a tension in the air already, or at least his own perceived tension. He’s on edge now that he’s 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. That’s 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. He’s 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. ]

[ He's relieved to feel her hands reach for him, and leans into the kiss, eyes closed at first, but he opens them when he deepens the kiss for just a moment, wanting to see her before their lips part. He has a very serious expression on when he pulls away, something tenuous and something tender too, but the softness in his gaze somewhat counteracts his scowl. Azula can read him better than anyone, after all, and he knows that.

He unwraps himself from her and comes round to the other side of the couch to join her, idly placing his hand gingerly on her head and letting it drift away as he walks off. He comes and takes his seat beside her, open form, legs spread, settling into a corner with his back straight against the couch. The impression given off by Zuko taking up so much space as he arrives compared to Azula hugging herself alone, would be ironic, if it didn't already speak to something deep and true in their body language. Zuko did have more comfort; and there's power in that. He doesn't value that enough.

He turns to her with that same complex expression, but doesn't say anything, just stays silent, cuz he's an awkward jerk. ]

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