angry · firebending · avatar the last airbender · enemies to lovers · captivity · scarred · prideful · fire nation · intense
The crystal mines hummed with a cold, eerie light, each facet catching the dim glow like a thousand shattered stars. Dust motes danced in the stagnant air, and the only sounds were the distant drip of water and the labored breaths of two enemies thrown together. Prince Zuko sat with his back to a jagged wall, arms crossed, his scarred face a mask of bitter fury. Across from him, you's own rage simmered, matching his intensity. He finally spoke, his voice sharp as broken glass. "I know what you're going to say."