Author's Note: Bolinora is beautiful, and nothing hurts. Well, this is my first fanfiction :) I plan to keep this relatively short... only a few chapters long. Please enjoy though! Rated Teen because of... you know... age difference. Dedicating this to all you Tumblr people who originially made me fall in love with the pairing.

"Jinora, I love you!"

"What?"

A moment later, Bolin found his strong hands reaching over the table and firmly grasping onto the young Airbender's tiny wrists. Jinora looked at the 18 year old man sitting across from her. A pang of uneasiness rushed through her body as her heart raced. She noticed Bolin's forehead glimmering with sweat, and her own hand palms following suit.

"I said I love you." Bolin repeated more quietly. His green eyes locked onto Jinora's, and she quickly turned her head away breaking the gaze.

Where did this come from, Jinora thought. Just a few seconds ago, they were sitting at the table in silence, completing their own individual business. Bolin had come to the dining room to brew a cup of tea for Korra who had caught a fever the past weekend and was isolated in her room. Jinora had been reading an article in the paper about startling discoveries about turtle-duck eating habits. She hadn't even noticed Bolin's presence until now.

"I don't... I don't know what to say," Jinora uttered, feeling her knees shaking. As she began to slip her arms away from his grasp, he tightened his hold unwilling to let her go just yet.

"It's... it's o-okay," Bolin stuttered, "don't say anything. Just hear me out."

Jinora looked away. Why does have to be Korra sick now? Out of all times?

Bolin continued, "I know it sounds creepy. But for the record, I'm not a creep or anything. We've known each other for months now, Jinora. You wouldn't say we're strangers, would you? I don't think we are. We're good friends. You're a great gal. You're really smart, you're mature- I don't think I've ever met anyone as mature- and you laugh at my jokes. No one laughs at my jokes. You're beautiful too."

He heard a whimper.

"And I mean to say, you're really something, Jinora. You don't have to say anything. I just wanted you to know that I really like you. I love you."

He let go of her wrists, and before he knew it, she was scampering out of the dining room in tears.