Sokka just laughs again and leans up to kiss her, grinning. "Hell, I don't care how you meant it, so long as-- I mean, if you're not laughing or pissed off at me by the end of it, I figure something must have gone right on my end."
The arm thrown over his head lifts and he uses those fingers to brush her hair back from her face, wanting to see her. "In that case, regular visits from you might actually kill me. So you know."
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Date: 2007-05-09 09:24 am (UTC)The arm thrown over his head lifts and he uses those fingers to brush her hair back from her face, wanting to see her. "In that case, regular visits from you might actually kill me. So you know."