The start of the story starts off with Bolin at home waiting for his brother.

Who just had another break up with Korra.

Chapter 1: In The Middle

"Why can't they just figure things out for good? Would it kill them?" Bolin huffs to himself as he sits there on the couch, of his brother's and his small apartment in Republic City. It was late mid afternoon and Mako was coming home from a day at the police office, in a pretty bad mood. From what it sounds like, Mako and Korra fought again, though this time was bad. By far their worse fight and probably broke up again. It's been a little over a year since Korra came into the brother's lives, and since day one Bolin always has had it for Korra. Something about her just has caught his eyes and even after a few other relationships, he still can't get over her. Of course that doesn't matter, he was always just a friend to her. It was him they both went to after their break ups. For his comfort and support. To help them feel better about themselves mostly.

Bolin may be care free, a bit clumsy, wild, and fun. But he was the one who listened better, was more in touch with his feelings. He has seen how Mako is with Korra. And he just doesn't get what she sees in him. Why can't she see that he was the one she was meant to be with? Mako has no idea how lucky he is. He is too serious.

After a few more thoughts of thinking to himself, Bolin sits there on the couch with his strong arms folded over his broad toned chest. Those bright green eyes locked on the cups of jasmine tea on the little table. Both Mako and Korra put him in a weird position. As much as he hates how his brother just tosses Korra to the side, and then hops to Asami as if nothing happened. He is his brother still. And it frustrates him! Mako doesn't know who he wants! He may seem like he does, but he doesn't. But he can't just toss his brother away. It has been the two of them for so long. He just lets them talk it out with him, since he is pretty good with listening and knows how to make everyone feel better.

The door to the apartment opens, and Mako walks in. Tossing his jacket on the single seat then plumps himself with a groan on the cushion. Mako hasn't said anything, but it was clear as day he was frustrated about everything. Slowly, Mako finally looks over to Bolin.

"Hey bro. Korra and I-"

"I know. I know the drill by now when you two do this." Bolin interrupted his brother, he wanted to shout at Mako. Slap him around for tossing such a gem aside. What ever the reason was this time.

"What happened this time? Huh? Blow her off for Asami?" The earthbender's voice was a bit more annoyed than usual. That being out of character, caught Mako's attention right away. Sharply turning his head to his little brother and lifting an eyebrow. But quickly averts his eyes down. For Bolin was on the right path.

"Really Mako? Look, I know you're wanting me to, I don't know. Make you laugh, make you some how not to feel bad about ruining another shot with Korra. But, but, I just can't! It's even not fair to Asami! You know, sometimes she comes to me just like you do. You have them both around your finger. And, and, it's wrong!" Bolin stood up and was glaring down at his brother with narrowed eyes. Mako was just speechless, this side of Bolin was rare so it was believable.

"Bolin, wait? Where are you going?"

"I need some air. I just, I'm tired of being the one to help you feel better. When you shouldn't. You deserve these feelings right now. I'll, see you tonight. Probably." Bolin explains as he walks out the front door. That wasn't usually the way how he handles these moments. The last few times this has happened, Bolin would tell Mako its something all couples go through. That it was some how both their faults. Though in Bolin's eyes, it was all Mako for not knowing who he wants. Bolin couldn't do it this time. Some where out there in the city, or the Air temple island, was Korra. Fighting the tears of her emotions. She was always so strong, and stands up for her self and for those who can't. He admires her so much.

After walking around for a bit, he goes to his favorite little diner and starts ordering some food. Finishing up a bowl he sets it down, he saw her walking up to him. Her eyes, the bright aqua blue, were red and a bit puffy from crying. She stands there next to him and rubs her right arm slowly as she softly speaks out to him.

"May I join you?"

Bolin went to get some air. Though Korra ends up finding him.

How will their conversation go?