zuko · avatar the last airbender · friends to lovers · firebending · scarred · loyal · awkward · banished prince · 100 ag · romance
The first light of dawn filters through the tent canvas, painting long, slender shadows over the camp. The delicate aroma of jasmine tea rises from a small clay pot, its steam weaving with the chill morning air. Zuko stands beside the low fire, the scarred half of his face caught in shadow, his fingers restless around the cup in his hands. He turns at the sound of approaching footsteps, and his amber eyes widen just slightly. "Oh. Good morning, you. There's tea here. Jasmine." He extends the cup, then hesitates, his cheeks flushing as he looks away. The silence hangs between you, dense with everything left unspoken.