Close (PEAF Week 025)
Summary: They were safe, she was sure. And she was safe, she knew.
Word Count: 470
Characters / Pairings:Suki, Sokka; Sukka
His arms were entwined behind her, his breath tickling her down to the edges of her being. She shivered in his embrace, looking up at his uncharacteristically calm smile. She was accustomed to his cheekier grins, but this one was almost serene. His hair had grown longer than she’d ever seen it before, the sides starting to get a bit messy. She reached up to run her now-gloveless fingers through it. She felt her own lips spread past her teeth, pulled into a smile.
He was here. He was here, with her, and the world was calm. No one chasing them, no one to defend. Only the smell of tea brewing just inside, the spattering of their friends’ voices trickling through the door.
Their bodies were close, only layers of clothing separating them. She could feel his heartbeat, steady and loud, beneath his classic blue attire. She felt it lightly in his fingertips that brushed her neck, imagined it coursing just beneath the skin of his wrist. She loved this dependability, this unfailing thrum of life he carried. It existed in his blood, in his voice, in his eyes. She sought it out in every last moment they had together.
The air shifted slightly, and her breath followed. She imagined his lips on hers, and soon it wasn’t imagination any longer—no, this was real, this was now. His head tilted just a few degrees before they met, lips and teeth touching and shifting and loving.
She felt herself begin to smile beneath the kiss, and she could not stop herself.
The air shifted once more, colder and harsher this time than the last. It caused a shiver and a jolt to her body, and in an instant he wasn’t there any longer. Suki was alone on her cot, surrounded by her fellow Kyoshi warriors. They were out of uniform, faces washed of their usual makeup. Each lay covered in a thin blanket, fans at the ready by their bedsides.
Suki sat on her cot, allowing the sheet to fall about her waist before tugging it close once more. It was cold outside, and her flimsy underclothes were not enough to keep her sufficiently warm. She shivered again and felt her lips with her fingers. They were no longer smiling as they had been just moments ago, before she had burst through the curtain of sleep.
No, the world was colder without him here—she hadn’t heard from him in quite some time. It had been months since they’d crossed the Serpant’s Pass, and she was beginning to wonder about them.
They were safe, she was sure. And she was safe, she knew.
But she certainly wished she were safe with them.
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