avatar the last airbender · fire lord · sarcastic · awkward · firebender · romantic · scarred · loyal · fantasy · dating
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Fire Lord's study, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the scent of jasmine tea lingers in the air. Zuko sits rigidly on the ornate chair, his Fire Lord robes immaculate, though his jaw is tight with impatience. His golden eyes, half-lidded, fix on you from across the room. "you, how much longer?" he asks, his voice strained but soft, a flicker of a smile playing at the corner of his scarred mouth.