Everything's Not Enough
by HR
Rated T
Romance/Angst
Lieu/Amon
A/N: Lieumon because .Godstiel, the feels. First Avatar/Korra fic, so probably very OOC and suckish. Revolves around my own headcanon. I'm not entirely sure what this is. Just, feelings. Pouring out onto paper.
Disclaimer: If I owned Korra, Mako/Scarf would become canon, and Amon would get more screentime. Just saying.
There's a showering of starts when they first meet.
Perhaps it has something to do with the fact he's drunk and falling over, head hitting the counter with a loud thump – instantaneously, pain explodes across his forehead, and he just can't help himself, can't help the tears flowing freely down his chalk-white face.
Oh, it hurts so bad. Every last molecule in his body aches.
Suddenly, there's a hand on his shoulder, a scarred face in his view, and a smile that makes the world turn again.
~X~
There's a flurry of fists when they first fight.
One after the other, in his jaw, in his gut, and his fingertips are brushing against a false face, scrambling for purchase.
There's a breath. "Amon."
"Don't question me."
~X~
There's a beautiful story the first time they make love.
It's woven out of (lies) fire and love and loss and tragedy, and he can't stop kissing the tears away, no matter how hard he tries to maintain himself.
He knows it's no use – it won't make Amon love him.
~X~
There's nothing the first time Amon bloodbends.
Nothing but the raw betrayal, the sick twist of agony cutting him up on the inside, destroying everything he ever was.
All of his memories are on fire, flashing behind sealed lids, faces, and names, flames and bittersweet tastes.
And then there's blackness.
"I dedicated my life to you."
