One shot, told from Bolin's perspective. First fan fic, so no hate, please~
This is almost a warp of the cliff scene in "When Extremes Meet."
Tenzin told us Korra had left the patio about an hour ago. I remembered her outside practicing her airbending forms when we came into the building for tea, and getting a little curious when she didn't come inside. The sun's setting soon, and we need to figure our where she went off to. Asami and Mako talk silently ahead of me between calling out the girl's name. The sky is an orange-ish purple, the sun's dying light casting a beautiful, soft glow on everything that it manages to touch. I can hear all of the leaves and small twigs snapping underneath our feet as we head further out to the island's southern edge, and I inhale once again just to shout out, "Koooorraaaa." The other two call her name a few times more, but they're going too slow for me. I need to find her already, something's got to be wrong. I decided to pick up my pace, step around and ahead of them, and say her name once more- but it only escaped my lips as a whisper due to my wandering mind. The word went unheard and unnoticed. A second later Mako tries again: "Korra? You out here?"
I suck in a giant breath, and yell, just as Pabu leaps off of my shoulder and runs through the bushes ahead of us. "Kooorrraaaaaaaa." We're soon coming out to a cliff, and I see her figure sitting, one leg tucked up to her chest, the other dangling of the side. Her hands was coming down from her face as I caught sight of her. A quick pang in my chest. Is she... was she crying? What was I going to say first? My mind pondered it as I took my first few steps towards her.
"There you are," I decided on, speaking softly, Pabu crawling back up over my arm and nestling around my neck. Thanks buddy. "Are you okay?" I asked, even quieter.
"I'm fine." she replies simply. There's something in her voice. Lying about it, like she would. She's turned a little more our way, now that we've struck conversation. Mako interrupts my assessment with, "C'mon, what's wrong? You can tell us." She's turning her head away now, taking an audibly shaky breath. Definitely crying earlier. I wanted so badly to go up to her and dry her cheeks, her eyes, make it just me and her, and make her feel like she could count on me. And she knew she could. That slimming light was just enough to see the extra crystalline sparkle hanging in her eyes. I almost dreaded her response, but needed to know what was troubling her. She sighs before starting. "How am I supposed to save the city if I can't even learn airbending? I'm the worst avatar ever. And I just feel so..." She looks back out at the water before her, "...alone." I couldn't stand her like this, I wanted it to be just me and her, and I'd tell her all about how she's not alone. Especially how I'm here for her. How I want to be here for her, and how I wish she would accept me like I feel she does with Mako.
I'm not Mako, and I never will be. I know it. But I can't help but wish she'd just change her mind and look at what's better, what's right in front of her, the one who's not confused about their feelings for her, and who's not with Asami, with another girl. But I'll let them talk first, so I can boost whatever they think of first. Tell her about friendship, and hope she understands.