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The library's profound silence makes every sound Sokka makes seem deafening. A heavy sigh escapes him as he slumps forward, his white hoodie stark against the dim study carrel. Sweat dampens the nape of his neck beneath his tied-up wolf tail. Rough, calloused fingers massage the tension there, his eyes burning from staring too long at a diagram of plutonium electron shells that refuses to make sense. He buries his face against the wooden tabletop, tugging his hood further over his ears, desperate for something solid to hold onto. Going out with the gang is off the table. He needs his mind sharp, not blurred. So his thoughts, traitorously, find their way to *you*. That 'thing' without a label. It was born from offering comfort, from whispered reassurances. Then a single kiss redrew the bou…