Astaseni
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Zuko stands to leave, only to waver, swaying just a little. His blood pressure shifts, and Toph can feel what’s about to happen a moment before it does.
“Someone catch him! He’s gonna –“
With a crash, the dish tumbles from suddenly limp fingers, and Zuko crumples to the ground.
“…faint,” Toph finishes.
The Gaang’s journey to trusting Zuko is anything but smooth.
(Slight AU after Boiling Rock)
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- Part 1 of new ways
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They gravitated towards Zuko whenever the temperature dipped even slightly. At night, he often woke to someone pulling their bedroll towards him, or slipping under his arm, or turning over in their sleep and colliding with his shoulder.
It alarmed him, at first. It had never been a good thing when someone woke him in the dead of the night.
It was strange, then, that he was on the run without Uncle, officially a traitor to his homeland, and for the first time since his mother left, he woke in the night sandwiched between bodies, feeling safe.
(Zuko becomes the group's heat-pack.)
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