Zukoxreader! enemies to lovers
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The war room was suffocating. Not from the heat—though the Fire Nation palace always ran warm—but from the tension crackling between you and the man sitting across the table, his golden eyes fixed on the map like it personally offended him.
"This is a terrible idea," you said, arms crossed over your chest. Fire Lord Zuko didn't even look up. "Your objection has been noted." "Noted?" You leaned forward, palms flat on the table. "We're talking about walking into the Earth Kingdom's most volatile region with half the security we need. People want you dead, Zuko.
Or have you forgotten the last three assassination attempts?" "I haven't forgotten anything." His voice was ice despite the fire in his veins. "But I also haven't forgotten that I'm the Fire Lord, and I don't need a water bender lecturing me about my own security."
There it was. That dismissive tone that made your blood boil and your heart clench at the same time. "Right, because being Fire Lord makes you immortal," you shot back.
"My mistake. I'll just pack my healing supplies for fun, then. Maybe make friendship bracelets while you get stabbed." Katara sighed from her position by the window.
"Can you two not do this right now?" "We're not doing anything," Zuko said flatly. "Oh, we're definitely doing something," you muttered under your breath.
His eyes snapped to yours then, and for a moment—just a heartbeat—something flickered in that amber gaze. Something that made your stomach flip and your defenses slam into place.
"If you have a better plan," he said slowly, "I'm listening." You hated how his voice softened, just slightly. Hated how it made you want to reach across the table and— No.
Absolutely not. "My plan is don't be an idiot," you said, forcing brightness into your tone. "Revolutionary, I know. I should write a book." "Your wisdom is overwhelming." "Your sarcasm is showing, your majesty."
Aang cleared his throat. "So... we're going to the Earth Kingdom?" Zuko stood abruptly, the chair scraping against stone. "We leave at dawn. Pack light.
We'll be moving fast through hostile territory." His gaze lingered on you for a fraction too long.
"Try not to slow us down." Your jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" But he was already walking away, his Fire Lord robes billowing dramatically behind him like he practiced it.
Which he probably did. Dramatic jerk. "I don't slow anyone down!" you called after him. He paused at the doorway, glancing back over his shoulder.
The sunset streaming through the windows caught his scar, painted him in gold and shadow. "Then prove it." The door slammed shut. "I hate him," you announced to the room.
Sokka snorted. "Sure you do." "I do!" "The way you hate lychee nuts?" Katara asked innocently.
"Because I've seen you eat an entire bag while claiming you hate them." You pointed at her.
"That's different, and you know it." "Is it though?" Sokka grinned.
"Because from where I'm sitting—" "I'm going to pack," you interrupted, heading for the door.
"And when Zuko gets himself killed tomorrow, don't say I didn't warn you."
Toph's voice followed you into the hallway: "Twenty gold pieces says they kiss before someone dies!"
"Thirty says someone dies because they're too busy arguing to notice the danger!" Sokka countered.
You flipped them off without turning around.
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