it was 6 AM and zuko was still up.

the truth is, he hated parties.

is if wasn't for sokka asking him so nicely as he did in the past couple days, he would have never agreed to go.

and by nicely, i mean making out with him.

zuko was pretty sure sokka had asked at least 100 times before he finally gave in.

and there he was. 12 hours before going to a fucking party. that he agreed to going.

was he even zuko anymore?

he opened the curtains in his room and saw the sun rising.

ah, what the hell? might as well get up.

he went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and went downstairs to find something to eat. he decided to text sokka.

𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎.

he waited for a minute and figured sokka is probably still sleeping.

yes, idiot. of course he's sleeping. who the fuck wakes up at 6 on a saturday?

he found some popcorn in the kitchen and went back upstairs, deciding to watch a movie or something.

*timeskip*

it was 12 PM when sokka finally got up. he opened his phone and saw the text from zuko.

aww, he called me beautiful.

𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎. 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢?

that's easy, thought zuko. i don't sleep.

he decided against saying that, though.

𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚒 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘.

zuko sighed.

𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛?, he added.

𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝟸𝟺 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎.

𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘.

𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛? 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙.

𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎... 𝚒 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙. 𝚒'𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎.

𝚐𝚘𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 =))

𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝.

𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍?

𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎.

𝚘𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚘. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎.

𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.

𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕. 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝.

𝚠𝚑𝚢? 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗...

𝚘𝚔, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎.

𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚎, 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛.

𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢𝚢..

one hour later, zuko was ready and waiting for sokka to arrive. he was wearing a white button up shirt with a yellow sweatshirt over it and some chains.

he heard the door bell ring and ran to open up.

"hey", he said.

"hey", said sokka, giving him a kiss. "shall we?"

"one sec."

he took a step back and grabbed his shoes, putting them on.

"well of course you're wearing doc martens."

"you're one to talk. you're wearing a flannel and converse. not to mention your jeans are cuffed and your shirt is tucked in. it's almost like you did it on purpose."

"oh yeah? well... uhm... you..."

"i what?"

"you look like a hufflepuff."

zuko laughed.

he stepped outside of the house and kissed him.

"i am a hufflepuff."

he locked the door and they started walking.

"so, uhm... i was thinking", started zuko. "i could maybe wear some eyeliner at the party? but i'm scared people will make fun of me and shit. i don't know. what do you think?"

"yes, yes. omg, you would look so hot. please wear eyeliner, babe. and don't worry about it. suki would kick anyone who dares make fun of you for that. she's that amazing."

"huh, that's, uhm, great. i still think i'll hate it there tho."

"i never knew you liked wearing eyeliner."

"well... i don't really go out a lot and i'm really anxious about wearing it to school."

"understandable. but don't worry, you won't have anything to worry about. you could even wear a skirt if you wanted to."

zuko smirked.

"i might."

sokka's eyes suddenly lit up.

"i have an idea! we should both wear skirts."

"i can't really say no to that."

"the only problem is, i don't own any. i would go through katara's clothes but she'd probably murder me."

zuko rolled his eyes.

"siblings."

"tell me about it."

"i guess our only option is to go buy some."

"yeah. but first, let's eat. i'm starving."

*another timeskip bc i'm lazy as fuck*

"oh my god. oh lord jesus. that's the coolest skirt i have seen in my entire life!", yelled sokka.

"where- oh my god, you are so right."

(uhm, i'm really bad at descriptions so i'll just put a pic at the end of the chapter. sorryyyy)

"wait. we can't both wear the same skirt", said zuko. "let's see if- there, perfect", he said, picking a similar skirt.

"it's the exact same skirt, except it's all black."

"exactly. so it's not the exact same skirt."

"whatever. let's go try them on, dumbass."

"idiot."

"fool."

"nerd."

"whatever. let's try them on!"

they went to the fitting rooms. zuko went in first and when he came out, sokka's jaw dropped.

"oh my god. you look amazing!"

they noticed a white girl who was sitting next to them, staring in disgust. when she realized they saw her, she gave them the dirtiest look.

"what's the problem, stacy?", said sokka. "jealous he looks better than you ever will?"

zuko laughed.

"you're disgusting", said the girl. "any girl dating you would have to be a lesbian."

"bitch, you look like you chew water", said zuko.

"you look like you're gay."

"ok, first you say i'm a lesbian, than you say i'm a gay man?", laughed zuko. "make it make sense."

she glanced at him, not knowing what to say.

"i'd roast you too, but i think i'll let the sun do it", said sokka.

the girl rolled her eyes and left.

"damn", said sokka. "you're so hot."

"whatever", said zuko, blushing. "i'm gonna go change back."

zuko got his plaid pants back on and sokka entered the fitting room.

"damn", said zuko when sokka opened the door.

"i look hot, don't i?"

"you always do."

sokka looked around, making sure no one was around them and pulled zuko inside, closing the door.

"what are you-", zuko started to say, but was interrupted by sokka's kiss.

"shh. someone might hear us."

sokka kissed him again and pushed him against the wall, ruffling his hair.

after a few minutes, they heard someone knock on the door.

"honey", they heard a lady's voice, "are you in here?"

"uhm, no", said sokka.

"oh. apologies."

she went and knocked on the next door, saying the same thing.

the two boys started laughing.

they heard her knock on a couple more doors and then walking away.

"well", said zuko, "we better go pay these. i'll let you change."

he stepped outside and waited for sokka to change.

when he got out, they took the skirts and went to pay for them.

sokka went first.

"so... you're getting a gift for your girlfriend, huh?", said the cashier, putting the skirt in a bag.

"oh, yeah. definitely."

the guy laughed and gave sokka the bag.

"i'll make sure to ask your mom if she likes it", said sokka laughing, before quickly exiting the store.

"damn", said the cashier when he got to zuko, "let me guess.... you're getting this for your girlfriend as well?"

"do i look like i have- you know what, nevermind."

he payed and got out of the store.

"can you believe that guy?", said sokka, giving him a kiss. "he really thought we were heterosexual."

zuko laughed.

"well, we better go home and get ready", said sokka.

"i'll still hate the party, you know."

"the more you say that, the more i think the one you're trying to convince is yourself."

"nah. that'd be ridiculous. i'm sure i'll hate it."

"whatever you say, babe."

"i was thinking we could go back to my place. i have an idea of something that would look great with your skirt. and i could do your eyeliner, as well. i mean, if you want to."

"if i want to?"

"do you?"

"duh."
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heyy, so uhm, this chapter was kinda short, i know, but i'll make up for it, don't worry.

as promised, these are the skirts they bought:

i'm like obsessed with the last one.... i saw it on aliexpress and i'm like in love but yeah... i'm kinda broke af and my mom wouldn't let me wear it anyway bc it's "inappropriate" or whatever 🙄 so uhm yeah i figured if i can't have it, at least my characters can.

oh yeah, before you ask, yes it has shorts underneath. ik i was really confused at first.

so uhm yeah hope you liked this chapter.