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Author's Note: I actually tend to do this too . Just another story I had in the back of my mind.
Mako woke up shivering.
Which was odd, because he had definitely gone to sleep underneath a nice pile of warm blankets. Not wanting to completely wake up, he groped around, trying to feel where his side of the covers was. Naturally, Korra had wrapped herself up in all of it. Sighing, he reached over and started to gently, pull the covers back to his side, careful not to wake her. And gently, she pulled in the opposite direction. What a blanket hog, he angrily thought as he gritted his teeth and yanked harder. In response, she managed to rip the blanket from his hands. He closed his eyes and, pinching the bridge of his nose, tried to control his breathing. He was fully awake now. Next to him, Korra sighed happily in her sleep, completely unaware of how she was keeping him from his dreams.
He carefully picked up a little corner of the blanket, the smallest possible piece she allowed him, and scooted his body closer to her. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad; after all, he was a firebender. He could just raise his body temperature a bit to combat the cold, even though he really liked the coziness of the blankets in her room. Though it wasn't a perfect solution, he started to drift off to sleep, next to the women that he-
"OOF!" cried Mako, as Korra's elbow made contact in the middle of his back, sending him flying into the air and landing on his backside. Everything from the nightstand came crashing down on top of him a moment later.
"Mako, what are you doing on the floor?" A groggy voice asked behind him. He spun around (his sore rear end protesting), fully ready to, rather angrily, explain to her the ordeal she was putting him through.
"Korra," He started but stopped as his eyes made contact with her half lidded ones, peering at him curiously. Instantly his anger melted away. He stood up and dusted himself off.
"Don't worry about it, go back to sleep," He smiled, tucking some hair behind her ear and kissing her forehead. As she stretched and yawned, he quickly heaved some blanket over his body.
"Goodnight Korra."
"Sweet dreams, Cityboy."