A/N: I'm taking the 100 theme challenge with my OTP because it's good practice. I have original list from deviantART but going in order is boring so I'm gonna use a random number generator as I go.

Theme #79 out of 100: Illogical

Drabble Timeline: 2 years after book 2

Word Count: 557

What?

No, no, no.

This wasn't happening. It wasn't the time or place for it. The dark haired girl with gorgeous blue eyes stared back at the spiky auburn topped boy with mesmerizing amber eyes. Korra didn't understand what Mako was doing or the reason for it.

Korra winced as yet another explosion went off nearby, rocking her ears and body with the large rumble. Part of her couldn't believe how unwilling the Earth Kingdom was to discuss matters and had gone so far as to use not only earthbending against this non-bending city which had sprouted up just outside Ba Sing Se's impenetrable wall. They were also using dynamite bombs to get through the non-bender's military force.

She had sided with the non-bending group as they really had no way to defend themselves. This angered the Earthbenders fighting to take back their land and so the small civil war had started.

Mako had come to see her once she hadn't returned from what was supposed to be peaceful discussion. She had promised him she would come back and when Korra failed to return nearly a week after she was schedule to, Mako had taken off to the Earth Kingdom by himself.

And now here they were, under siege far from home, with Mako holding something very delicate in his hands. Tied tightly to the blue piece of silk was a blue stone with the symbol of water very neatly carved into the item. Mako was holding it loosely in his hand out to Korra.

"What do you say, Korra? When we get home…back to Republic City…will you marry me?" Mako repeated. He didn't think Korra had heard him over the explosions and crashes of rumble.

"Mako…why now?" was all Korra could say.

The two of them were filthy, covered in scratches and dried blood. Either of them had a bath in nearly three days. People were being hurt all around them and yet they were hiding behind a rock, where Mako had pulled Korra after a dynamite had gone off just a little too close for comfort.

Korra watched Mako's eyes trail to the ground, the engagement necklace clattering to the ground. The clacking of the precious stone was louder than any explosion Korra had heard in the past three weeks she had been fighting.

"Because we're not promised tomorrow. We don't know what might happen here. If something were to happen…" Mako took a shaky breath. "…I want to know you would've spent the rest of your life with me."

Korra abruptly grabbed his face with her mud caked hands, pulling him into a soft and delicate kiss. Their tongue danced together comfortably and naturally, as if they kissed every day. His lips were hard against hers and the pain was intense but Korra never wanted it to stop. It was Mako that pulled away first but didn't go too far as he rested his forehead on Korra's, taking in a shaky breath. Korra licked her lips and realize she tasted salt. Mako was crying. She reached down to the small stone, tying the silk band around her neck. It wasn't nearly correct but she didn't care.

"Of course I would spend my life with you, Mako." Korra promised, holding his hands with hers. "I said I would always love you… and I meant it."