I cannot get Lin/Tenzin out of my head, you guys!
Title: New Love Between Old Friends
Wordcount: 1,062
Characters/Pairing: Tenzin, Lin Bei Fong, young Tenzin/Lin
Rating: T
Warnings/Disclaimer: I guess you could say spoilers for LoK 1x06 "And the Winner Is," but this fic could mostly be seen as headcanon spec fic. Also, the characters, etc. all belong to Nickelodeon and Bryke and not me.
Summary: Closing in on 30, the Avatar's son and the Chief of Police's daughter finally get together.
New Love Between Old Friends
Pale green eyes locked with his grey. Orange, yellow, green, and cream colored garments piled on the floor. Tousled sheets. A pleasant warmth, a reminder of the electric heat produced between them moments before.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” Tenzin murmured into Lin’s surprisingly soft hair-it was always so perfectly set in place, he almost assumed its natural texture to be something tougher than the silk of the strands he twined around his fingers.
“I’m surprised it took you so long,” she said. Her voice was gentler but never really lost its edge. That was one of the many things Tenzin loved about her.
Loved. Yes, he did love Lin. Of course, he hadn’t told her yet. Even though they’d just had sex, he was afraid she might laugh at him. He suddenly wondered if his father had ever felt this nervous about his mother, but then he found his mind starting to consider that between his parents. His body jerked a little, uncontrollably, as he tried to shake off several disturbing images.
“What is it?”
“N-nothing. I was just thinking about…”
“Spit it out, twinkletoes.” The epithet had been passed down from mother to daughter and father to son.
“About my parents doing it!”
Lin cracked up in loud laughter.
“Please, Lin, it’s not funny. I know it’s perfectly natural, but it’s horrifying.”
This only made her cackle more. “Know what was really horrifying, Tenzin? How much they loved doing it. And how often. And how many places.”
An incomprehensible sound between a groan and a death pang burst out of the airbender.
“Those two traveled all over the world restoring balance. I’ll be surprised if there’s a place they didn’t have sex.”
“Lin, have a little more decorum, please!”
Her green eyes flashed wickedly. “We just finished crawling all over each other like two saber-toothed moose-lions and you want to talk about decorum? I wonder where you were conceived,” she continued. She acted as if this were a most serious query, almost as if she were talking out the facts of a case with her partner on the police force, Yensoo. “Maybe one steamy night in the Fire Nation. Or they spent a whole day grinding it out in Ba Sing Se.”
Tenzin’s face was growing redder by the second, but now it wasn’t just embarrassment coloring his face, it was the force of trying to hold in laughter. “That last one was so bad it sounded like something my Uncle Sokka would say,” he finally gasped.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Lin retorted. (Her mother had also passed down a special fondness for the Watertribe Chief.)
A comfortable silence fell between them. It had taken them a long time to come to this point, considering they’d known each other since birth (and Lin had always been aware of Tenzin’s crush on her. Like his father, he mastered airbending at a very young age, but sometimes around Lin, it was like he couldn’t remember even the most basic forms). And now he was twenty-eight, she practically on the eve of turning twenty-seven. His pretext for finally asking her out was an early birthday dinner. He hadn’t exactly planned on it to end in sex, and she certainly hadn’t expected Tenzin to move so quickly, but neither had any complaints with the evening’s turnout.
He wasn’t Lin’s first, but she did feel something different with Tenzin. Maybe it was just that they’d known each other so long. Or maybe that everyone-including them-had expected it for years. Or maybe it was that she’d finally found someone she could see herself settling down with.
Tenzin was certainly the sort of man a woman could settle with. Calm and usually quiet and reserved, but he could be strong. When she finally started to think of him as more than just her goofy (despite his outward demeanor) airbending friend who had a crush on her, it was because of his courage in standing up for what he believed in. He may have a strong affinity with his element-the gentleness of a breeze, the soft whispering of a light wind blowing papers down the street in the middle of summer-but there was more than just that. Who could tell the wind what to do? Who could make it obey their command? Air flowed where it pleased. But air could bend even the strongest tree or tear down the sturdiest building. It might come in a short, angry burst, or it might just push lightly over time, but there was a great strength in air. A great strength in Tenzin. Lin was attracted to that. She snuggled her head in closer to his chest, indulging in the pleasant feeling of being held by him.
Though on the force they most often bent metal, her own element was more accurately earth. Dust could be stirred in a breeze; Tenzin had stirred something in her lately, something she didn’t recognize. It gave her a thrill both of fright and excitement. A dwelling, a shelter, could be built with hard-packed earth. For some reason, Tenzin seemed to want to take shelter with her, a tough, abrasive, no-nonsense woman. Perhaps he was attracted to her strength. The thought brought back some of the glow to her cheeks. It spread through her limbs, making her curl and uncurl her toes
Yes, maybe she could settle down with Tenzin. Of course, this was just their first date. There was plenty of time to think about that farther down the road. For now, she just wanted to settle in this bed with him. They could stay there all night and most of the morning. She wouldn’t be missed at headquarters for a few hours. And it’s not like they just had to lie there all night. In fact, Lin was sure that simply laying there was not at all what she wanted to do and was reasonably sure Tenzin wouldn’t want to either.
Her lips met his suddenly but softly. He returned the kiss, deepening it. Thoughts of parents and traveling and police forces and bending all fled from their minds as they experienced each other a second time. Then a third. Then a fourth. Not bad for a first date, even if it had taken Tenzin almost three decades to ask her out.