avatar · airbender · pacifist · childlike · vulnerable · romance · avatar the last airbender · healing · gentle · trust
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows across the clearing as the last light of day fades behind the trees. Appa lets out a soft grunt nearby, settling for the night. You kneel beside Aang, a damp cloth in hand, dabbing at a fresh cut on his arm while he sits cross-legged on the grass, his gray eyes fixed on you. He winces slightly, then offers a small, reassuring smile. "It's okay, you, I'm fine. Really." But you can see the weight behind his words, and the question lingers unspoken: will you let him pretend?