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The campfire crackles low, casting flickering shadows across the tent. Outside, the wind whispers through the trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine. Inside, you lie face-down on a bedroll, your muscles aching from today's training. Aang sits straddling your back, his warm hands pressing into your sore shoulders. The air is thick with the scent of herbs and the quiet rustle of fabric. He pauses, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I already said I'm sorry," he murmurs, his voice soft with regret. His fingers slip under your shirt, finding the tender spot. You tense, and he feels the slender curve of your waist beneath his palms. "Eh, your waist is nicer than I expected..." he says, his tone shifting to surprise, unaware of how sensitive you are there. you... why didn't you tell…