Expecting - Mai/Zuko - G
Title Expecting
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Characters Mai/Zuko
Rating G
Summary The rabbit is dead; and Mai worries. Zuko is a little more hopeful.
Written for nuitsongeur .
"The Sages tests' came in yesterday," Mai informs her husband, tone flat. "All signs indicate I'm pregnant."
It explains… a lot. Her tossing and turning by his side late at night that his heated touch seemed to ease, the now frequent bouts of nausea, and the sudden sourness of her mood while curled within the privacy of their quarters.
Zuko takes her hand, mind flickering to Uncle’s advice. He had only half listened at the time but he thinks he can wing this now. He’s been married to his Lady for two years, and lovers longer. He quietly offers an arm, and she slides next to him, her posture stiff. “Do you know what you want?”
Mai’s lips purse and she takes a slow breath, not easing to her husband’s comfort. A test, it’s always a test, but Zuko doesn’t mind. “I don’t have much choice in the matter.”
“All the choice in the matter.” Zuko softly corrects, “Are you scared it’s going to go wrong?”
Pale white-wine eyes look at him, her lips now in a hard line. She nods quickly. “There’s the pain, yes. Mother almost died with Tom-Tom, and I’m much thinner. But I’m not scared of the pain.”
“No,” Zuko quietly agrees, and her wraps his arm around her. The line at her shoulder relaxes. “We have resources-“
“What kind of parents are we going to be, Zuko?” She suddenly asks, voice cracking. She looks at him, pale heart shaped face calm, wine eyes simmering. “Between my parents and your father-“
“Mother too.” Zuko corrects her.
She snarls at him, “And between me … not caring and you… you caring so much.” Mai took a tremulous sigh. “What kind of parents are we going to be?”
His arm tightens and his fingers curve gently. “Well, we know everything we shouldn’t do.”
Mai reaches up and gently swats at the arm around her. “Idiot.” Her voice is full of affection.
“Seriously. We know what not to do.” Zuko pulls her into a closer embrace, nosing her falling ebony hair. “Do you think any of our parents had this conversation?”
“Yeah, I’m quite sure mine calculated the possibilities of having children.” Mai says archly, forehead against his left jaw.
“Do you think they ever worried about what kind of parents they would be?”
Silence and stillness, and then Mai shakes her head.
“I’ve been questioning this since… we got married,” Zuko says slowly, both arms enfolding her close. “You’ve been thinking a while too?”
She nods.
“I think that’s step one in becoming better than where we came from.” Zuko murmurs, and his young wife sighs, finally sinking into the embrace.
Fandom Avatar
Characters Mai/Zuko
Rating G
Summary The rabbit is dead; and Mai worries. Zuko is a little more hopeful.
Written for nuitsongeur .
"The Sages tests' came in yesterday," Mai informs her husband, tone flat. "All signs indicate I'm pregnant."
It explains… a lot. Her tossing and turning by his side late at night that his heated touch seemed to ease, the now frequent bouts of nausea, and the sudden sourness of her mood while curled within the privacy of their quarters.
Zuko takes her hand, mind flickering to Uncle’s advice. He had only half listened at the time but he thinks he can wing this now. He’s been married to his Lady for two years, and lovers longer. He quietly offers an arm, and she slides next to him, her posture stiff. “Do you know what you want?”
Mai’s lips purse and she takes a slow breath, not easing to her husband’s comfort. A test, it’s always a test, but Zuko doesn’t mind. “I don’t have much choice in the matter.”
“All the choice in the matter.” Zuko softly corrects, “Are you scared it’s going to go wrong?”
Pale white-wine eyes look at him, her lips now in a hard line. She nods quickly. “There’s the pain, yes. Mother almost died with Tom-Tom, and I’m much thinner. But I’m not scared of the pain.”
“No,” Zuko quietly agrees, and her wraps his arm around her. The line at her shoulder relaxes. “We have resources-“
“What kind of parents are we going to be, Zuko?” She suddenly asks, voice cracking. She looks at him, pale heart shaped face calm, wine eyes simmering. “Between my parents and your father-“
“Mother too.” Zuko corrects her.
She snarls at him, “And between me … not caring and you… you caring so much.” Mai took a tremulous sigh. “What kind of parents are we going to be?”
His arm tightens and his fingers curve gently. “Well, we know everything we shouldn’t do.”
Mai reaches up and gently swats at the arm around her. “Idiot.” Her voice is full of affection.
“Seriously. We know what not to do.” Zuko pulls her into a closer embrace, nosing her falling ebony hair. “Do you think any of our parents had this conversation?”
“Yeah, I’m quite sure mine calculated the possibilities of having children.” Mai says archly, forehead against his left jaw.
“Do you think they ever worried about what kind of parents they would be?”
Silence and stillness, and then Mai shakes her head.
“I’ve been questioning this since… we got married,” Zuko says slowly, both arms enfolding her close. “You’ve been thinking a while too?”
She nods.
“I think that’s step one in becoming better than where we came from.” Zuko murmurs, and his young wife sighs, finally sinking into the embrace.