#zuko x sokka

Sokka, slightly concerned: When was the last time you slept?

Zuko, holding his seventh cup of coffee:Yes.

Sokka: Being gay isn’t a choice.

Sokka, holding up a blushing Zuko: But it is a game and I am winning.

Zuko: *Wearing dark grey*

Sokka: I see youre bringing out the spring colours.

Zuko: I don’t know what I’m doing with my life, but…

Zuko: *looks over at Sokka and smiles*

Zuko: I guess I’m doing it well, really well.

Sokka: Truth or dare?

Zuko:Dare

Sokka: Uhhh I dare you to… fall in love with me

Zuko:

Sokka: Haha I’m just kidding bro…

Sokka:Unless…?

Sokka: Am I the only one drinking these twinkies?

Zuko: You mean eating???

Sokka, grabbing milk and the blender: I know what I said.

Sokka: So, on a scale of 1 to 10 how pretty do you think I am?

Zuko:Pi.

Sokka:What?

Zuko: Pi. It’s an irrational number. It’s 3.14159265… And it goes on like this to infinity.

Sokka: So basically you’re saying I’m a 3?

Zuko: I’m saying you’re infinity, Sokka.

Sokka:

Sokka: Zuko talks in his sleep sometimes

Zuko, sleeping: Square up bitch… yeah you thought you could get away with it…take that

Sokka: It’s so cute.

Sokka, carrying Zuko in his arms bridal style: I’m like a mug.

Zuko:…Explain?

Sokka: I hold hot things.

Zuko:

Sokka:;)

Sokka: Zuko, I’m concerned about you. You should try and get out of the palace more

Zuko: I went to the gardens today.

Sokka: There you go! I hope you got something from that!

Zuko, opening his coat: This turtle-duck.

Zuko: I noticed we have slowly started to phase the “B” out of our bromance.

Sokka, down on one knee, holding out a betrothal necklace to Zuko: I mean yeah, I guess.

Zuko: Your existence is confusing.

Sokka: How so?

Zuko: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you really upsets me.

Aang: Where’s Sokka?

Zuko, sighing: He said he wanted to make a dramatic entrance-

Sokka, from the other room: Some BODY-

*crash*

Sokka:…

Sokka: ZUKO I HAVE A BOO BOO

Sokka, squishing Zuko’s face between 2 pieces of bread: What are you?

Zuko, not missing a beat: Depressed.

Sokka: *getting ready to go out*

Zuko:You’re going to go out and do something incredibly dangerous, right?

Sokka: As usual!

Zuko: *exasperated sigh as he gets up off of the sofa to follow him*

Zuko: You didn’t happen to bring any tea, did you?

Sokka, passing him a thermos: Milk and sugar.

Zuko: Thanks, you’re a lifesaver.

Zuko:*drinks*

Zuko:

Zuko: Is this… JUST milk and sugar?

Sokka: That’s what I said.