So, I decided to keep on writing more MaKorra... So here's a series of little drabbles about little conversations and moments between the pair.

Chapter 1: Waiting

Summary: Korra's routine while waiting for Mako.

She placed her hand in the cold doorknob, twisting it without hesitation and stepping into the dim lit apartment they owned, closing the door behind her and resting her back into it with a loud thud and a heavy sigh. This had been a long day, indeed.

Slowly she pushed herself to into her feet to stand straight, taking her coat off and hanging it by the door, noticing the missing scarf. He wasn't home yet.

For how lit the apartment was you would think that there was just a candle on and that the apartment was placed somewhere in the Northern Water tribe, without his presence in their home it felt like she had just walked into the realm of the unknown.

She shook her head slightly, and paced around the foyer into the living room, sitting down to wait for him as she fought heavy eyelids for the umpteenth time in the nights she had waited for him to come back from work, and just as her head was about to hit the comfortably cushion of the couch the door flew open and her body was jerked awake.

"Welcome home." She said with a small smile on her face, rubbing her eyes, hoping for the blood to rush over and allow her to stay awake just for a bit longer.

He smiled, that irresistible smile that he would only flash around her, the smile that she could tell he only gave her at moments like these… It was one of the things that she, and only she got to see from him, and she treasured it with all her being.

"Hey," he said as he hung his scarf and coat next to hers and moved to the living room, bending over the couch, his head leaning upside down from hers as he feather his lips against hers and whispered a thank you, moving to kiss her forehead. "Did you eat?" He asked as she just nodded, lazily and kissed his chin. "Then what are you doing here so late?" She grinned, that idiotic grin she would give him whenever she felt overly excited or whenever she just saw him, "Korra, how many times do I have to tell you to just go to the room whenever you get home?" He asked as he moved to sit next to her and she cuddled closer to his warm, head resting against his chest as his arms wrapped around her waist.

"She doesn't want to go to sleep." She muttered as Mako chuckled and rubbed her stomach. "Not funny… I'm exhausted." She added as she yawned and nuzzled against the warmth of his chest.

Mako sighed, taking a gloved hand to rub the bridge of his nose, "So now you're sure it's a girl?" He asked while he quirked an eyebrow and threw his head back to rest against the back of his couch and felt Korra nod against his chest. "Interesting." He added. "Come on, let's go to sleep."
The firebender stood up and held out a hand to lead the Avatar to the room.

The man was patience's incarnate. Every night it was this routine, ever since they found out Korra was pregnant things had become quite hectic around the apartment, she was always tired, sleeping and retching over the toilet every time she would smell any kind of food or incense around the house. And let's just not talk about the sudden mood swings. In other words, his beloved had turned into a time bomb.

Once they made it to their room they disregarded of their clothing items, Korra just letting them pool in a corner and throwing herself into the bed, collapsing with a heavy sigh as he walked around collecting the clothes and placing them in the laundry basket. When he was done he turned around and his amber eyes met a sight that he wasn't sure of why he'd been blessed with.

She was beautiful, laying in bed with the covers only covering her breasts and lower half, as her mocca skin was faintly being lit by the streetlights of Republic City that filtered through the window, her chocolate locks splayed around her head as if they were a halo, and her long and fit arms and legs peered through the blankets.

He moved closer to the bed, his milky long fingers tracing patterns across her skin, leaving a lingering burning sensation on her skin. She hummed and smiled, making a cute face and reaching out of his body, shimming her way to his body head.

Fire met water, as they fit into each other as if they were two puzzle pieces that were meant to be together. It was just perfect.

She lay on her back while he did on his side, and one of her legs entangled with both of his, finding refuge between the warmth it brought.

Soft digits ran across her chest as she shot him a smile and he threw one of his arms about her waist and softly drifted off to sleep.

A/N: This fic is set to happen after my fic 'Invincible'. You don't need to read the other one to relate, but I just thought I'd point it out. And I will be posting three chapters today. :) Enoy!