|•|W I T 卄 E R||•| Zuko X Reader ⚠SLOWBURN⚠

Intertwined

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"Did you really come inside just to stare at the ceiling?" You looked at the tea shop's doorway and saw Zuko leaning against its frame.

"Uh- no. I'm trying to clean up the mess that fight caused." You giggled, picking up the cups and trays strewn across the floor. "Like, seriously. Did you have to kick that table?"

"Speaking of the table, what are you going to do with it? You know, since that guy split it in half." Zuko scoffed.

"Maybe we could use the wood for something. Repairing it would be rather tedious." You hummed, lifting up one of the pieces of the table.

As you held it, you recalled your previous thoughts. You would have to ask him about it.

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When you got home, you immediately fell face first on the floor. Iroh and Zuko glanced at each other, then back at you.

"...Well, it has been a rather long day. We should all get some rest." Iroh chuckled, shaking his head and entering his room.

Zuko knelt down beside you, flicking the back of your head. "Are you really going to fall asleep on the ground?"

You grabbed his hand and sat up, "I mean, it's not like I have a bed to sleep on."

"That's true... Maybe we should go back to the tea shop and use those broken boards as a bed for you!" Zuko grinned.
You gave him a look.
"What? You're already laying down on wooden floorboards."

"Maybe I could make a sleeping bag of void?" You proposed.
"No, if someone like that guy from earlier broke in, they'd see your abilities." Zuko said, refuting your idea.

"The chances of that definitely aren't high." You muttered.
"But it's still a possibility. Taking risks like that is dangerous, Y/N."

You scoffed, "Says you. Need I remind you of the time you hopped into a wall of ice just to catch a twelve year old boy?"
"Uh- My point still stands!" Zuko grunted, crossing his arms.

"Hah... I guess I really should just sleep on the floor. Ah, but then I might get sick..." You sighed and hung your head, resting your eyelids.
"Maybe we could share..."

Your eyes shot open and you stared at Zuko in concern. "Sh-Share?" You stuttered, blushing.

"Agh, I don't know! It sounded like a good idea in my head, but-"
You cut him off, "No, no! I-It's fine. It'd beat laying in the ground." You chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck.

The tips of your eyebrows bent downward as you looked up at Zuko. "...If you try anything, I'll have to choke you."

He shut his eyes and nodded with a smile. "Got it."

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You shuffled underneath the fuzzy blanket, covering the lower half of your face. Everything was a deep shade of blue, with faint, soft lights seeping into the room through the wooden casements.

Zuko laid beside you, an aqua glow gracing his features and highlighting his dark locks of hair. He stared up at the ceiling, a neutral, yet awkward, expression on his face.

"...I hope this isn't too awkward." He muttered, shifting his eyes further away from you.
"It's not that bad. It's like... a little sleepover." You hummed.

"That bothers me. Why do people call them sleepovers when they never even sleep?" Zuko questioned, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, they go to another person's house and have fun, then go to sleep afterwards." You muttered, cocking your eyebrows upwards.