Pieces - Prompt #50 Avatar: The Last Airbender General Series
Title: Pieces
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Characters: Sokka/Suki
Prompt: #50 - Change
Word Count: 824
Rating: PG
Summary: Life was ever-changing.
Disclaimer: Avatar: The Last Airbender does not belong to me.
Table of Prompts: Qwi_Xux's Avatar Prompts
Prompt #50: Change
Suki took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking down at herself as she tugged on the hem of her undershirt. The small swell of her stomach was obvious when she stood like this, without her concealing warrior's clothing on. Her belly seemed to have popped out all of a sudden; she was sure she hadn't been showing like this a week ago.
Her gaze went up to the mirror, her hand brushing against her betrothal necklace, her stomach twisting with flutters she knew had everything to do with what was happening today and nothing to do with the growing life within her.
A sudden thunk brought Suki whirling away from the mirror. Her eyes widened when she saw Sokka standing in the doorway. The noise had been the result of him dropping his heavy bag on the floor--it was either that or the sound of his jaw dropping. He was staring at her with his mouth hanging open. She wasn't surprised that he had snuck up on her, as they had both spent a lot of time perfecting the art of creeping up on each other. She was surprised to see him so soon; she had expected him late that evening, not before she'd even had breakfast.
Suki stood perfectly still for a heartbeat, and then she was running to him, flinging her arms around him as he caught her. "Welcome home!" It was all she got out before his mouth was on hers, kissing her deeply and thoroughly, making up for two months of being apart.
When Sokka finally drew away, his eyes dropped to her stomach. "Okay, either you ate way too much fried manju while I was gone--" Suki slapped him on the arm "--or we need to talk." He shook his head. "Not that we wouldn’t need to talk even if you just ate too much manju but--Suki! You're…you're…"
"Pregnant." Suki took Sokka's hands and squeezed them.
Sokka was silent for a full three seconds before he blurted out the stream of questions that Suki had been anticipating. "When? Why didn't you tell me? Are you okay? Oyaji doesn't have you training the Warriors, does he? Where--"
Suki pressed her fingers over his mouth, her smile widening. "I'm fine, Sokka. I'm pregnant, not dying. I found out a couple of days after you left. No one even knows--I wanted you to know first, but I didn't want to tell you in a letter. Besides, if I had, you would have come racing home."
"Of course I would have!" Sokka tugged her fingers away from his face and looked down at her stomach again.
"And you were needed elsewhere." Suki wrapped her arms around him again and held him tightly, pressing her face into his neck and breathing in his wonderfully familiar scent. Two months was far too long. Neither of them had expected it to be this long; he was supposed to be gone for two weeks, three at the most, but politics and other entanglements had kept him tied up. "I missed you so much."
He stroked his hand over her hair. "Missed you, too." There was a pause, and then, as if it had really just sunk in, he exclaimed, "We're having a baby!?"
Suki laughed. "Yes, Sokka." She pulled back to look at him--a rather dazed expression had settled in his eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Great. I'm great." Sokka's hands slowly moved to her belly, and the dazed look began to fade, replaced by a sort of joyful anticipation. "This means we get to pick out names! And if it's a boy, I can take him sailing and fishing and teach him to use a boomerang--actually, I can do the same thing if it's a girl."
Suki's lips curved upward. She knew that Sokka was still trying to process the whole situation; it might take him a while. It had certainly taken her some time to get used to the idea.
"Are you hungry?" Sokka asked. "I'm hungry. You should eat--you're feeding my kid now, too. Have you had breakfast? No, never mind, I'll just go get something."
Suki shook her head, watching in amusement as Sokka hurried into the next room in search of food. She could hear him rummaging in the pantry. Some things would never change.
Her hand went to rest lightly on her abdomen. "And some things keep changing. Just wait until you see the world, little one," she whispered. It was finally a world where all four nations were striving for peace, where she could sleep without fear of waking up to burning buildings or prison yards.
She was more than content that she would get to bring a child into such a beautiful, growing, changing world. "And don't worry," she continued, still whispering as she patted her stomach. "We'll work together on figuring out the way your daddy thinks."
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Characters: Sokka/Suki
Prompt: #50 - Change
Word Count: 824
Rating: PG
Summary: Life was ever-changing.
Disclaimer: Avatar: The Last Airbender does not belong to me.
Table of Prompts: Qwi_Xux's Avatar Prompts
Prompt #50: Change
Suki took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking down at herself as she tugged on the hem of her undershirt. The small swell of her stomach was obvious when she stood like this, without her concealing warrior's clothing on. Her belly seemed to have popped out all of a sudden; she was sure she hadn't been showing like this a week ago.
Her gaze went up to the mirror, her hand brushing against her betrothal necklace, her stomach twisting with flutters she knew had everything to do with what was happening today and nothing to do with the growing life within her.
A sudden thunk brought Suki whirling away from the mirror. Her eyes widened when she saw Sokka standing in the doorway. The noise had been the result of him dropping his heavy bag on the floor--it was either that or the sound of his jaw dropping. He was staring at her with his mouth hanging open. She wasn't surprised that he had snuck up on her, as they had both spent a lot of time perfecting the art of creeping up on each other. She was surprised to see him so soon; she had expected him late that evening, not before she'd even had breakfast.
Suki stood perfectly still for a heartbeat, and then she was running to him, flinging her arms around him as he caught her. "Welcome home!" It was all she got out before his mouth was on hers, kissing her deeply and thoroughly, making up for two months of being apart.
When Sokka finally drew away, his eyes dropped to her stomach. "Okay, either you ate way too much fried manju while I was gone--" Suki slapped him on the arm "--or we need to talk." He shook his head. "Not that we wouldn’t need to talk even if you just ate too much manju but--Suki! You're…you're…"
"Pregnant." Suki took Sokka's hands and squeezed them.
Sokka was silent for a full three seconds before he blurted out the stream of questions that Suki had been anticipating. "When? Why didn't you tell me? Are you okay? Oyaji doesn't have you training the Warriors, does he? Where--"
Suki pressed her fingers over his mouth, her smile widening. "I'm fine, Sokka. I'm pregnant, not dying. I found out a couple of days after you left. No one even knows--I wanted you to know first, but I didn't want to tell you in a letter. Besides, if I had, you would have come racing home."
"Of course I would have!" Sokka tugged her fingers away from his face and looked down at her stomach again.
"And you were needed elsewhere." Suki wrapped her arms around him again and held him tightly, pressing her face into his neck and breathing in his wonderfully familiar scent. Two months was far too long. Neither of them had expected it to be this long; he was supposed to be gone for two weeks, three at the most, but politics and other entanglements had kept him tied up. "I missed you so much."
He stroked his hand over her hair. "Missed you, too." There was a pause, and then, as if it had really just sunk in, he exclaimed, "We're having a baby!?"
Suki laughed. "Yes, Sokka." She pulled back to look at him--a rather dazed expression had settled in his eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Great. I'm great." Sokka's hands slowly moved to her belly, and the dazed look began to fade, replaced by a sort of joyful anticipation. "This means we get to pick out names! And if it's a boy, I can take him sailing and fishing and teach him to use a boomerang--actually, I can do the same thing if it's a girl."
Suki's lips curved upward. She knew that Sokka was still trying to process the whole situation; it might take him a while. It had certainly taken her some time to get used to the idea.
"Are you hungry?" Sokka asked. "I'm hungry. You should eat--you're feeding my kid now, too. Have you had breakfast? No, never mind, I'll just go get something."
Suki shook her head, watching in amusement as Sokka hurried into the next room in search of food. She could hear him rummaging in the pantry. Some things would never change.
Her hand went to rest lightly on her abdomen. "And some things keep changing. Just wait until you see the world, little one," she whispered. It was finally a world where all four nations were striving for peace, where she could sleep without fear of waking up to burning buildings or prison yards.
She was more than content that she would get to bring a child into such a beautiful, growing, changing world. "And don't worry," she continued, still whispering as she patted her stomach. "We'll work together on figuring out the way your daddy thinks."