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[sobooored]

Who: Mai sobooored and Zuko soburned
What: The two not-so-lovebirds kissing under the mistletoe.
When: TOMORROW? :D
Where: In Zuko's trashed room.
Rating: TV Y7 LOL

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[soburned]

Zuko shut his journal, not bothering to look up at Mai. He dusted the ash off of the cover of his journal with his hand, regretting the fact that he hadn’t blocked the doorway. Thankfully, the atmosphere wasn’t as awkward as he thought it would be if he actually met up with Mai and he didn’t feel all that uncomfortable.

“It was the watertribe girl,” he muttered, “and the Avatar, also. I’ll fix it up when I feel like it”

He looked up, the corners of his mouth pulling back into a frown as he glared up at her. He shoved the journal to the side, getting up to stand, dusting some ash off of the front of his legs as he did so. He squared his shoulders, crossing his arms.

“Why are you here?” He asked bluntly. He refused to talk about his sister.

[sobooored]

"You're so cranky." Her smirk turned into a more genuine smile, brows relaxing a bit beneath her bangs. Taking a step forward, she placed her hands behind her back, letting out a drawn-out sigh.

"Y'know, a 'good to see you' again would have been fine." She stepped over a pile of ash, walking toward the Prince with a fixed gaze, her expression not faltering, nothing about her presence showing any hint of doubt or reluctance.

"Here." She held out her hand, sleeve falling to reveal her wrist a bit more, a piece of finely-constructed origami turtleduck in her palm.

"You were always giving me stupid, pointless things...soooo I decided to return the favour. I was bored." He better take it, she thought. There's no way this jerk would make her feel dumb.

[soburned]

“You’d take it as sarcasm.” Zuko edged away slightly, unsure of what Mai was going to do. He trusted her to some extent, yes, especially after his conversation with her, but she was still part of Azula’s posse.

He stared at her hand as she showed him the origami turtleduck, his normal eye widening. He stood there for a while, dumbfounded by her gesture. Zuko remembered those times when he had showered her with gifts and the times where she refused some (most) of them. Each time she had refused one of his gifts, he got angry and slightly hurt. He had the perfect opportunity to let her experience those feelings and although he may be an idiot, he wasn’t that big of a jerk. Slowly, he reached out to retrieve the gift and brought it back to stare at it some more.

“Uh, thanks.” He struggled to smile at her, not wanting to lead her on. He still hadn’t built up the courage to tell her about his loss.

[sobooored]

She watched his reaction carefully, scrutinizing the slightest hint of strain in his expression. "I know that it's..." she slid her hand toward her shoulder, flipping a fallen lock of hair back behind it, feeling herself not liking the power he had over her right now. Wasn't she just confident about ten seconds ago? Well, at least he doesn't hate it, she thought. "..Not exactly the most flashy thing, but I got bored in the middle of it and couldn't finish it." She eyed him up and down very quickly, wanting to make sure he wasn't too hurt.

"...'Kay. That's um, all I. Wanted to give you." She turned away from him, annoyed at how the tables had been turned.

[soburned]

Zuko watched Mai in confusion, oblivious to her girly actions. He was actually quite impressed with the origami she made, but then again, anything made by Mai’s bare hands and effort would impress Zuko. Zuko paused for only a second before taking a step forward, his arm extended toward her.

“Wait,” he called out to her, “well, I uh.” He paused, smiling to himself as if remembering an inside joke. “Don’t hate it.”

Zuko shrugged a bit, the muscles in his face relaxing, making it easier to smile at her.