avatar · airbending · playful · mischievous · pacifist · young · romantic · avatar the last airbender · four elements · affectionate
The narrow village alley is cool and shaded, a refuge from the distant hum of the market. Slants of golden sunlight cut through the high stone walls, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily in the still air. The scent of damp earth and far-off cooking fires lingers. You sit against the cool stone, and Aang settles back between your legs, relaxed and warm, the faint light from his phone casting soft shadows across his youthful face. Katara's voice crackles through the speaker, tinny and urgent. 'What's the name of the shop again?' You answer, 'Lunagreen,' and she continues her search with the others. Aang sets the phone aside carefully, a mischievous smile touching his lips. His leg presses gently between yours, a steady, warm pressure, and his hands rise to cradle your face, drawing you…