continuation of this post for angstpril 2020.
not kyalin but i recently discovered Tokka and uh, Iβm in my feels about it a bit ngl.
I always pair music with whatever I write so have this: Paint - The Paper Kites
Angstpril 2022 - Day 5: βI never stoppedβ
The city was quiet that night, heavy summer mist pressing in against her skin. She could smell the threatening storm that must be pushing in from the sea. The thunder rumbled low and mournful out over the bay and Toph sighed, letting the sound vibrate in the air around her as she lingered at the entrance to her building. Tiny feet hit the floor near the couch the second she pushed open the door to the apartment. Suyin waited patiently as her mother bent off her armor and set down her things before she came to join her.
βEverything okay?β Toph asked her, slumping down into the couch.
Su made sure her mom was settled before she crawled closer, curling into her and pulling her blankets up to cover them both. Weariness settled, sudden and substantial, into her shoulders, her temples, her heart, but she pulled Su into her closer anyway.
βI was waiting for you.β Suyin explained, her voice tired.
Toph felt her body shake with a silent yawn. Guilt prickled in her fingertips at being absent for so long. But she knew that the girls could take care of themselves. Suyin was just a year younger than Toph herself was when she had left to travel the world, after all. Her daughters were capable people. And they knew where to find her or who to call if they needed anything.
βWhere is Lin?β Toph asked, wondering why Suyin hadnβt just gone to find her older sister instead of waiting around for her to come home.
βI didnβt want to wake her.β Suyin answered softly. βShe hasnβt been sleeping. Kya must have gotten her to rest somehow.β
Su only nodded. Toph threaded her fingers through her daughterβs thick hair as she thought. Beyond the small, strong heartbeat of Su, laying so close, she could sense two others, faintly. Kya and Lin, then. Spirits, those two. Toph shook her head slowly. Lin, she was too much like her mother. So much that it tended to worry Toph like nothing else did when it came to her daughter. Lin is strong like her. Capable like her. Sharp like her. But Toph worries, often, that Lin might make many of the same mistakes as her as well.
When the key turns in their lock, little Suyin is fast asleep, and so she doesnβt stir.
βItβs just me.β Suki said. She shut the door quietly behind her when she noticed the sleeping child.
βI felt you coming.β Toph told her, nodding to her bare feet on the floor.
βSlate.β Suki noted. βI forgot. I havenβt been here in a while, I suppose.β
βYet you still have the key.β Toph pointed out.
Suki settles down in the chair next to the couch with an almost imperceptible sigh. Toph imagines she can feel the same weariness that permeates her own bones rolling off of Suki into the stone floor and the air between them.
βSilly to get rid of it.β Suki shrugged. βJust cause the girls are older now and you havenβt needed me to come watch them doesnβt mean you or they wonβt need me again eventually.β
βGood thing I gave one to the both of you then.β Toph decides, her voice heavy.
She thinks of the day she first gave Sokka and Suki those keys. When she had needed someone to help out with Lin after she got called into the station unexpectedly. It was hard to remember, honestly. Over fifteen years ago now. There had been countless similar instances since then too. Except, now, Sokka would never again use his key to walk through her door. Because he was dead. Killed. And Toph couldnβt find who the fuck was responsible for taking her best friend from her. Toph and Suki, they were at their limits. Since it had happened, they had thrown themselves into avenging him. Not once believing that they might have to contend with the idea thatβ¦they might never get to.
βWhat are you doing here?β Toph asked quietly, half hoping there was some sort of news β despite having left her just an hour or so before.
βI didnβt want to be alone.β Suki whispered after a while.
βYouβve lived alone for years now. Shouldnβt you be used to it?β Toph asked her.
It was only meant to point out the obvious but the way it sounded seemed slightly harsh. Good thing Suki was also used to her bullshit. Toph began to run her fingers through Suβs hair again and down her small back. Partially to soothe her daughter as she slept and partially to soothe herself if she was being honest. Suki huffed quietly, looking at Suyin where she lay curled into her motherβs lap and the couch.
βYou know what I mean.β Suki said.
βYeah, you want to be with someone who is feeling just as shitty as you are. I get that.β Toph answered.
βShe looks so much like him.β Suki whispered after the few blessed moments of somewhat comfortable silence.
Toph forced herself not to flinch but instead clenched her fingers into the blanket around Suyinβs shoulders. Then she sighed deeply and relaxed her shoulders, too exhausted to keep herself hardened anymore right now. Her fingers found Suβs soft hair once more and she focused on untangling the ends of it gently before speaking again.
βIt feels just like his did, too.β Toph whispered back, afraid that if she uttered it any louder, her voice might betray her.
βNever while you two wereββ
βI would never think that.β Suki sighed, her voice almost firm. Sokka and Suki had been separated for ages now. But of course, they had remained close.Just as they all had. It was hard not to with the deep, familial bonds they had all formed during the war. βI just mean thatβ¦I remember. It was so obvious, especially when we were kids, how much you cared for him. I guess I was just wondering when you started to feel somethingβ¦more?β
βI never stopped.β Toph said simply, easily, despite the tangling in her chest.
βHm?β Suki asked, not quite understanding her answer.
βI never stopped loving him. I never stopped caring for him. It wasnβt something I felt one day and then didnβt the next. It was the most constant, steady thing in my life for as long as I can remember. Constant. Just like he was. So, yeah. There wasnβt just a moment when I decided I wanted him. I fell in love with him. And then I never stopped.β
Toph and Suki were quiet then for a while, the only sounds were the soft patter of the rain against the windows and Suyinβs light snores.
βItβs justβ¦β Toph sighed, resting her head on the back of the couch. βBeing with him. With anyone. It wasnβt something I was ever going to let myself have.β
βYouβre still alive, Toph.β Suki argued gently. βYou still have time to have something like that. You deserve to have something like that.β
Toph only shrugged. So Suki dropped it.
βDid he know?β Suki asked instead.
βI think so.β Toph sighed again, every word feeling hard to get out. But also necessary somehow. The spirits knew how they had gotten here. Suki had always just been too easy to talk to, she supposed. Just like Katara. It could be infuriating. But in moments like this, when she was exhausted and broken and just needed someone, she tended to be weak for it. βIt was only ever him. For a little while now. I think he knew I loved him. I hope I told him. What matters isβ¦he knew that she was his.β
Suki hummed in soft agreement as she watched Toph with her daughter.
βThough, we never really told anyone else.β Toph pointed out bluntly.
βItβs pretty clear.β Suki admitted and Toph arched an eyebrow at her humorous tone.
βYou know, he was so present when he found out? It annoyed the crap out of me initially.β
βI bet.β Suki makes a sound thatβs almost like a laugh but quieter and painted with such sadness.
βIt didnβt change much between us. Didnβt changeβ¦whatever we were doing. But, he loved her instantly.β Toph let the smallest of smiles cross her face as she remembered. Then she rolled her eyes, also recalling his silliness. βWhen she was in me, he called her his little seedling.β
βSeedling?β Suki chuckled quietly.
βYes. Then after she was born: Little Flower.β Toph grew quiet, brushing her fingers through Suyinβs hair once more. βBecause thatβs what happens when water meets earth, he said. It blooms.β
They didnβt talk for a while then but Toph sensed there was still much on Sukiβs mind, same as her. Maybe it was enough just to sit there, together, though. At least for now.
βDo you regret it?β Suki asked her finally.
βI canβt. It gave me Su.β Toph answered honestly.
βNo, I meanβ¦not letting what you and Sokka had grow into more.β
βSometimes.β Toph told her quietly, after she had thought about it for a moment. A tear slid down her cheek, startling her, and she swiped at it quickly. βBut, what we had was pretty amazing too. Just as it was.β
Toph felt warm fingers close around her hand where it was clenched into the fabric of the couch. Suki kneeled on the ground beside her, placing a hand on her friendβs back for comfort.
βI miss him, Suki.β Toph whispered, her voice hoarse. Suki enveloped her into a tight hug then, pulling her close.
βI know, sweetie.β Suki breathed out. βI miss him, too.β