You didn't expect that out of all people, you would've grown very close with Zuko.

The night was silent. The dark night sky hand above them, specks of white dots was scattered all across the inky sky with no sense of pattern. The crackling of the campfire could be faintly heard, giving the clearing you guys are staying on a soothing ambience.

Inside the small tent, his strong arm that was wrapped around your waist pulled you closer, digging his head onto the back of your neck. “Stop moving around,” He says, voice more raspy than usual. “Go back to sleep.” He whispers.