for the wrapped thing, matchablossom or zukka, with 23 or 72? 👀
zukka + i know places by taylor swift (72)
baby, i know places we won't be found
they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down
“Be quiet!” Zuko insists as he pulls Sokka along behind him.
“I am!” Sokka hisses, even though he was definitely not being as quiet as he could have been. It’s not his fault that as soon as he’d seen his boyfriend for the first time in four months, said boyfriend immediately took his hand and started running!
(Okay. Not running, exactly. But definitely speed walking. Sokka had barely had time to say Hello before Zuko was entwining their fingers, saying they had somewhere important to be, and briskly walking away, dragging Sokka behind him.)
“I just want to know where we’re going,” Sokka whisper-shouts.
“Shhh!” Is the only response he gets.
He loves Zuko, but sometimes Zuko simply… doesn’t share things with him that Sokka would very much like to know. Like if there’s an assassination attempt while Sokka is away, or when he has to reschedule a meeting last minute meaning he’ll be free for lunch or dinner with Sokka.
Or when he’s dragging Sokka through the palace hallways after ditching his guards and the other council members who had come to greet Sokka, making so many twists and turns that Sokka is completely lost.
When Zuko finally stops walking, they’re standing on a balcony that hasn’t seen company since before Ozai’s rule began, if the state of the cushions shoved to one corner is any indication. It’s a balcony Sokka knows he’s never been out on either - one with a view of the grounds behind the palace instead of looking out in front of it, like Zuko’s does.
“Why are we here?” Sokka asks, carefully stepping over a cushion that’s been half-eaten by moth flies. Didn’t Zuko have people renovate the palace after becoming Fire Lord? Because they definitely missed a spot.
“Because no one ever comes here,” Zuko answers simply.
“Yeah, I can see that.” Sokka scrunches his nose in disgust as he kicks the cushion aside. “That doesn’t really answer my question.”
Zuko sighs. He turns to face Sokka and takes Sokka’s hands in his. “I haven’t seen you in four months, three days, and sixteen hours. I just wanted a moment alone with you.”
Sokka immediately breaks into a grin. “Well you could have just said that!”
Zuko shakes his head. “Not anywhere the guards or other council members could hear. I didn’t want to risk it.” He raises one of Sokka’s hands to his lips and kisses his knuckles. “But they won’t find us here. I used to come here when I was little because it was a place where no one would ever look for me, and I left it out of all the renovations so no one would figure out that it’s a place I can hide to just… get away from everything for a few minutes.”
Sokka raises an eyebrow. “So we only have a few minutes here? That doesn’t sound like a very good hiding spot.”
Zuko rolls his eyes as he smiles fondly. “We have more than a few minutes before we’re found. But we’ve only got a few minutes before someone starts looking for me.”
“Well then,” Sokka leans in, “let’s make the most of what time we have.”
Zuko responds by closing the distance between them and pressing his lips against Sokka’s.
