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-Sokka-
Teo and I sat in the CS Lab working on our problem set. We had been going at it for a few hours. We had ordered Earth Nation food and decided to take a break. I stabbed the Lo Mein with the frustration from working on our assignments. Teo on the other hand was grinning at his phone like an idiot… a lovestruck idiot. I clicked my chopsticks at him, “Teo, sweetie, what’s this? What’s happening? What’s going on here?” His eyes tore away from his phone and looked up at me, “I matched with a guy on Tindr…”
Any thoughts of getting back to the problem set flew out of my head. I made grabby hands for his phone, “Show me, show me, show me.” He rolled his eyes, but handed me the phone with Tindr open. I looked up at him when my eyes caught the profile, “Haru? You matched with Haru?” Teo breathed out dreamily, “Yeah, you know him?” I nodded, stuffing more noodles in my mouth, “Yeah, he’s on the football team with Aang and he gave me his state ID so I can get into bars.” He let out a breath and rubbed his temples, “I don’t really want to unpack that sentence. Tell me noncriminal things about him?”
I thought about it, ‘Well, he’s pretty chill and nice. Kind of quiet, but I think you two would vibe.” Teo took a sip of his red bull, “Well he just messaged me that him and some friends are out at Hei Bei’s. You down?”
I really would have preferred to go home and shower and change, but this wouldn’t be my first time going from homework to the bar. I huffed, “I can’t let you go by yourself. That’s exactly how you get stolen and then your story ends up as the premise for an episode of Law & Order SVU.” Teo laughed, “You said you know Haru.” I clarified, “I do know Haru, but most sex crimes are committed by someone you know. Stranger Danger was a tool police came up with in the 70’s, but it actually had no factual basis.”
Teo’s head was cocked to the side gauging my bullshit, “Sokka, you need to fuck or be fucked or something. You’re getting too into your crime shows.” He flipped his phone in his hands, “Soooo we’re going?” I gestured with my chopstick, “Lemme finish eating.”
As soon as I was done, we were on our way. Since we were still by the academic buildings we could hear the drunks in the distance, but it was an almost quiet and peaceful night. I glanced over at my friend, “Nervous?” He shook his head as he pushed his chair, “Sokka, I meet up with guys all the time. This isn’t gonna to be any different.”
I shrugged, “If you say so. I didn’t even know Haru swung that way to be honest.” Teo fidgeted in his chair as we waited at the crosswalk, “Doesn’t really matter which way he swings to be honest.”
I shot a look at him, “Alright, just tell me if you’re going home with him, so I don’t worry and if you feel uncomfortable do our signal.” My friend huffed, “I know Sokka. I know. I’ll be fine.” We crossed the street and I could already see the line for Hei Bei’s. I groaned, “For fuck sake.” Teo pulled out his phone and typed away, “I told him we’re going home. Line’s too long.”
Teo’s phone buzzed a second later. He started heading towards the bar, “Haru said to just tell the bouncer we’re with him.” It felt a little wrong to be cutting, but Teo obviously had no qualms about it so I followed suit. We handed our fake IDs to the bouncer who barely glanced at them before waving us through.
I followed Teo to the elevator. We got in and went up to the main level. Everyone was pretty dressed up, but whatever man. We made it to the bar and I grinned at Ming. She was on the volleyball team and I had tutored her in stats last year. As repayment, she served me drinks without arguing that I wasn’t 21 yet.
I handed our backpacks over the bar to her for safekeeping and she handed me back two Ember Island pitchers. I handed Teo his and leaned down so he could talk to me over the glare of the music, “You see him Sokka?”
I glanced around. Haru was a big ass dude. He should be pretty easy to find. On my second scan of the bar I saw Jet. Where there was Jet, Haru usually wasn’t too far behind. I would rather not interact with Jet seeing as he was an insane psychopath, but Teo had been a good wingman for me many times. I owed it to him.
I nudged Teo and pointed in Jet’s direction, “Let’s head over there.” We zig-zagged through the crowd and luckily I spotted Haru before I fully made it to Jet. I walked up to Haru and greeted him, “Sup dude.” He turned from the conversation he had been having and pulled me in for a bro hug, “Sokka! Good to see you man.”
I pulled back and gestured to Teo, “Heard you wanted to meet my friend.” I saw Haru’s eyes light up and he introduced himself. Cute. I would have to include this when I made their wedding toast. I glanced around and didn’t see anybody else I knew. I floated back to the bar. Ming and I caught up while she poured Ember Islands like a machine. I pulled out my phone and hit up the group chat while she was handing out drinks.
Snoozles: YOOO COME THRU TO HEI BEISSSSSS.
Snoozles: Teo is making me wingman for him and theres lit.er.all.y no one else here.
Tyty: OOOOOOoooooo. Is he meeting up with someone?
Snoozles: Not the point, u gossip hungry freak.
I felt someone standing beside me and they said, “Hey beautiful.” The voice was warm and sexy, but he was obviously hitting on Ming so I ignored it and kept typing.
Snoozles: IM BOOOORED. SAAAVE ME
Suks: Sokka, linewatcher says the wait is over 40 minutes
Melonlorde: Fuck that shit Snoozles.
Snoozles: No. Fuuuuck you and you and youuuuuuu. I hate ur friends and they hate me 2
Suks: Sokka stop quoting emo songs for fucksake
Snoozles: Blackbear is kingggg
I saw a large well-muscled forearm pass in front of me. Ming grasped it, “Zuko dude, what’s up?” The guy responded, “Nothing much. Hit me with an Ember Island and whatever this gorgeous boy is drinking.” I glanced up, curious who hot voice was buying drinks for. Ty Lee wasn’t the only nosey one in the squad.
Two Ember Islands were placed in front of me. Nice hands/voice grabbed the one that was closer to him. Ming chuckled, “Sokka, this is Zuko. Zu, Sokka. Sokka’s actually the only reason I passed stats last semester.” Nice voice aka Zuko let out the sexiest laugh I had ever heard in my life, “Us dumb jocks need all the help we can get right?” Ming laughed along with him, seemingly not offended. She turned as someone waved a debit card in her direction trying to get drinks. I finally turned and said, “Thanks for the drink man.” I was glad I had spoken before I saw him, because once I saw him. Shit. I choked on my drink. My brain was shutting down. My last brain cell had finally given up.
He was so hot, like not normal people hot, but like hot hot, you know? Ok maybe I wasn’t making sense, but fuck. This guy had to be about six feet tall with muscles, but not like body builder muscley, still a bit lean. He was wearing a maroon v-neck that just emphasized the muscles in his neck and chest and arms. V-necks were invented for him, I was sure of it.
His dark hair was up in a topknot, but the thing that took my breath away the most were his eyes. They were a bright amber that I couldn't look away from. One eye had a scar or a burn on it, but it just made him look even more attractive somehow. He was looking down at me, his gold almond shaped eyes were trained on me. Dirty images popped through my head as his adam’s apple bobbed as he drank his drink.
I could see him taking me in and I could feel myself blushing. I was suddenly very self conscious of my vagabond aesthetic. My hair was in a messy bun. I was wearing my glasses and an old grey hoodie, blue basketball shorts and to put a nail in the coffin, my white crocs.
He was poking an ice cube with the straw in his drink. He glanced over at me, “So smart and pretty. Tell me more about yourself Sokka.” I stammered, “Well, I’m a sophomore, computer science major.” He raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Damn sweetheart, you’re smart, smart.”
I shrugged and looked down at my offensive crocs, trying to ignore the blush that was probably coloring my cheeks. Zuko murmured closer to my ear, “Look at me, gorgeous. I wanna see those pretty eyes and that oh, so pretty blush.”
I bit my lip and looked up at him. His eyes were on me, studying me. He murmured close to my ear, “Fuck, you’re beautiful baby.” An actual chill went down my spine. His warm hand rubbed my lower back and I could feel his warm hand through my sweatshirt. The assault on my mind continued, “Oh baby, you like me whispering how fucking pretty you are? How you’re the most stunning boy in this bar and that I would love to take you home and wreck you?” I saw my hands shaking in front of me. My dick was somehow impossibly hard and leaking in my shorts.
Zuko glanced away from me and I followed his gaze. Haru nodded at Zuko and Ming was handing over Teo’s backpack. Teo gave me a thumbs up and waved as they turned away. This made sense now. I waved Ming down and she handed over my bag. As I slung it across my shoulders Zuko asked, “Leaving so soon baby?”
My dick was still hard, but my shorts were loose enough that I wasn’t making a scene. I glared up at him, “Look, you were being a good wingman for Haru, but he’s heading home, so you can go back to whatever it was you were doing.” I started walking towards the stairs and to my surprise Zuko was following me.
He questioned, “The fuck are you talking about?” I turned around and huffed, “Look you were just keeping me busy while him and Teo got to know each other.” I pushed the door open and walked out into the night with Zuko right behind me, “Dude, Haru’s a big boy. He can take care of himself. I talked to you because I fucking wanted to man.”
I turned and my crocs squelched obnoxiously at the sudden change in direction. I spat, “Don’t call me man.” I thought of what he said earlier and added, “Or dude.” Then for good measure I added, “Or bro.” I could hear the laughter in his voice as he asked, “Ok then what do you like to be called Sokka?” He took a step closer to me.
His voice had a taunt laced into it. He knew what I liked to be called. I hadn’t even known him 20 minutes and he knew something about me that I didn’t even know about myself. He asked, “Do you like being called sweetheart? Tell me Sokka, tell me what you like.” He took another step closer. I swallowed and stammered, “I-I like it.” My response was breathless and Zuko probably heard it. It didn’t seem like much got by him.
He questioned, “What about baby? Can I call you that? Talk to me Sokka.” I somehow was pressed into the building behind me. I answered, “I really like that.” Zuko murmured, “Oh Sokka, you’re being such a good boy for me, telling me everything you like. You like being called a good boy Sokka? My good boy?” I squeaked out, “Yes, yes. I really like it.” I shamelessly rubbed myself on the thigh that was in between my legs. Zuko was breathing on my neck, nuzzling my ear. Taking me apart without even fucking doing anything.
He leaned a forearm on either side of my head. I was trapped and loving it. I shimmied against him trying to find any part of him to rub against. He pressed his forehead into mine. A few stray hairs had fallen out of his top knot and brushed against my forehead. He muttered, "You're so pretty like this sweetheart. Taking what you want from me." He pressed his lips into mine. I kissed him back shamelessly, swirling my tongue around his, just trying to take as much as he could give me. His smell of cinnamon completely surrounded me. I whimpered and rode the thigh I had trapped in between my legs. Zuko's muttering continued, "Does my good boy wanna cum for me? Tell me Sokka."
I barely croaked out, "Yes please." His hand slide in the waistband of my shorts. It only took a few pumps of his warm hand for me to finish.
I turned my head when I heard a clatter erupt and yelling started. I could see Jet being dragged out of Hei Bei’s by the security guard. He was screaming and swinging. Zuko just pressed his face against my neck. At the same time we both said, “Fucking Jet.” The chuckle Zuko let out was so fucking breathy and sexy.
I got goosebumps as he spoke against my neck, “I gotta make sure he doesn’t get arrested. We need him to play on Saturday.” He stepped away from me and the cold October air took his place. He jogged back to the bar and then turned towards me, jogging backwards, “Get home safe, yeah?”
“Yeah”, I croaked to the darkness, to no one. My eyes lost Zuko in the chaos in front of Hei Bei’s so I turned and walked home.