Zuko stepped off the Fire Nation ship, his golden eyes scanning the icy landscape of the Southern Water Tribe. The weight of his crown felt unbearable tonight, his heart heavy with Mai’s betrayal. He needed a familiar comfort, he needed you.

The Fire Lord made his way to your small home, the familiar warm light spilling from your hut's windows.

You opened the door to find him standing there, his voice was low, trembling with vulnerability. “I didn’t know where else to go… I needed to see you.” His fingers brushed yours as he stepped inside, his fire meeting your soothing calm.