Hiii I was thinking about aang being very soft to the reader, the reader is short but very mighty and she’s a water bender. Aang just turns to mush whenever she pulls him down for a kiss or for a hug and he is nds up carrying her and twirling her in the air like a Disney princess twirl ❤️🩷❤️
a splash, a confession, and a..
adult!aang x f!reader | not proofread.
a/n: i may have modified the scenario a bit but i hope it's still good 4 u anon!
ever since the gaang put an end to the hundred year war with the fire nation, you have been living relatively well within the newly introduced republic city. you say it's because the place is like a dream — it's somewhere all the people of every nation can come and be together in peace. but the others (and you) know the real reason behind your stay.
quickly snapping out of the daze you're in, you swiftly dodged the incoming stream of water coming towards you by redirecting it away with your hands. you, however, couldn't block the next small one sent to your face and it made you yelp and cough.
rough but gentle hands touch your skin, wiping the wetness from your eyes and cheeks with all the care they could muster. when you flutter your eyelids open, you're met with the face of a worried aang. he catches your gaze and sheepishly smiles. “sorry, i thought you'd block it.”
you return his smile, the earlier spark of irritation dwindling when you find out it was him that playfully splashed you.
“how'd you know i was here?” you ask with a curious tilt of your head. you didn't tell anyone that you were going to train by the river this afternoon. you watch as aang stands up to his full height, immediately dwarfing your frame by almost one head. he scratches his nape and averts his gaze from you, a tell tale sign of his nervousness.
“i sort of... well, definitely, i guess... tracked you?”
you blink once in surprise. “oh.. okay.”
he blinks back in equal surprise. “okay?”
“you're the avatar. i don't think it's hard for you to do that kind of thing.. i think?”
once he's done with his initial fumble, aang smiles and nods in agreement, putting both his hands on his hips. “yeah. t-that's about right. master of the four elements and all that.” you looked at him amusedly, wondering why he was acting unusually awkward around you. you decide to help him out by changing the subject. “so, i take it you're done with your duties for the day?”
it was aang's turn to watch you as you resume the stance you were in before he came and began to move your hands in a hypnotic rhythm, the water flowing in the river following your every action.
“uh huh. nothing adventurous though, just needed to attend something that required the avatar's presence.” “so a fancy type of duty, huh?” “i think it's even more tiring than stopping bandits.” you laugh at that.
the quiet lasts for a few seconds before he speaks up. “so sokka was there. and zuko.” “really? how'd that go? i think it's been about weeks since we all last saw each other.”
you hear him hum beside you, glancing just in time to see him start to copy you, joining in on your passive exercise.
“about that,” a look of contemplation flashes in his expression before he stares at you. “they actually said something funny.” a raise of your brow urged him to continue. “sokka said, well, actually more like asked me about it which i found odd at first because i thought he was kidding or something but then zuko told me that they weren't lying or anything like that-” “aang, what did he ask about?”
“oh. they asked if you, uhm.. have... told me you loved me yet?”
his words startle you to the point that it breaks your concentration, the water beneath your ankles shake as you stand straight, your hands dropping from its raised position.
“uhh.. what?” you stupidly ask, denial in your brain from what you've just heard. “sokka asked if you told me you loved me yet.” he repeats clearer. he says your name in a question, looking down at you with a hopeful(?) expression you're probably imagining on him.
“yeah?” “is it true? you love me?”
you feel your hands clamming up, chest tightening as you bite your bottom lip from the sheer anxiousness that you have. you're going to murder those two once you see them.
you stop gnawing at it when you feel his thumb parting your lips, aang's brows furrowed in concern at your action before giving you an almost shy smile.
“because, you know... or actually you don't know yet,” he inhales and then exhales deeply before meeting your expectant gaze. “i have been quite inlove with you for a while.”
if you thought you couldn't breathe properly before, you're sure the air inside you just got taken away by aang. quite ironic since he's the last airbender and all.
“d-define awhile?” “...since the day i met you?” he responds with an uncertain laugh.
you don't know what came over you. maybe it's the way you could feel aang's hand trembling as he holds your chin. or maybe it's the way you could see how adorably out of his zone he is waiting for your reply. or maybe it's because you were simply tired of hiding your feelings.
you reach for the collar of his yellow tunic, tugging it down. you see how he yelps but otherwise obeyed, ducking down until you're both face to face. he mutters your name again, searching for an answer written in your expression.
after you've said those five words, you took a leap of faith and kissed him. what immediately followed was unlike anything your fantasy could ever replicate for you. aang melts in the kiss you shared and grabbed the nape of your neck and your waist, holding you close as he reciprocates and even deepens it.
it lasted for a couple of truly heavenly seconds, before you two had to break apart for oxygen.
“..okay?” he pants. “okay.” you answer just as breathless as he is.
you catch his half lidded gaze and it makes you laugh at how wrecked he looked. how much more could you be if he's like that?
he joins in on your laughter and yours become more prominent when aang lifts you up and twirls you around. you hug him once he stops and you nuzzle your face on the crook of his neck.
“we're both stupid.” you hear him comment and you snort. “i'd say oblivious and dense but that could work too.”
aang tightens his hold on your waist and hums in content when he kisses your temple.
“doesn't matter. it all worked out in the end quite nicely.”
‘nicely is one way to put it’ you think as you bask in his hold. you then try and figure out if you should strangle or thank your two friends for their gossipy nature.
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