The color of earth
A/N: i haven’t written jetko in such a long time orz so here’s a little drabble
Jet always kisses him on the nose.
It’s not really something that makes him feel better, but it does make him love him a little more, every time he does it—Zuko doesn’t count that as feeling better, if anything, it’s just like he’s feeling worse and worse, more like his heart is trying to wrap itself around something that he cannot fundamentally grasp. Like he’s sinking into something that’s only going to spit him back out, repeatedly, until eventually, he gives up and stops trying to let Jet love him.
Zuko worries about this a lot.
jet thinks he’s so romantic but then he also says the dumbest fucking things and i don’t think he can tell the difference
bacon face omomom
[cries in the corner]
[munches bacon face]
"What’re you looking for?"
"Just trying to see if anyone’s around, that’s all. It’s been kinda quiet."
you did NOTb r e a k me.
—— i’m [ still ] fighting.