"I love you," the princess whispered into his ear tearfully, her fingers lingering in the boy's ebony hair.
Korra almost laughed at the sappiness of this mover, but she kept quiet for Mako's sake, who was indulging the movie with more passion that she'd ever witness him have. It was a stupid mover about the princess of the Northern Water Tribe visiting Republic City and falling for a peasant. Republic Holiday, it was called, starring the beautiful Ao Dali and dashing Ge Li.
Mako hugged Korra closer to his chest, breathing into her hair, his face ghostly pale from the milky black and white motion pictures on the television screen. Korra felt warm in her insides; it was rare to get a Saturday night all to themselves. Usually Mako had some last minute detective work to do, or Korra was all around the world doing her usual Avatar business. They would have gone out to the city to enjoy each other's company if they both knew ahead of time that their Saturday was free.
Korra played with the bag of fire gummies, a parting gift from Fire Lord Izumi. She popped another one in her mouth, enjoying the prickly Fire Nation spice. She craned her neck to see her boyfriend, his amber eyes reflecting the pale television screen light. "Do you want one?" she offered quietly.
Mako stayed intent on the movie, but shook his head in response.
"Come on, they're good." Korra held one piece up.
Mako covered her mouth with one gloved hand. "Shh, watch the mover," he said playfully, still concentrating on the screen.
Korra's protests were muffled by his hand. Frustrated, fished around the couch with her fingers for the remote. Grabbing it, she paused the mover, and Mako dropped his hand from her mouth.
"Hey!" he protested. "It was in the middle of a really good scene!"
Korra sat up, turning over to face him. She held up a fire gummy, a nearly transparent shapeless lump. "Try one," she insisted.
Mako rolled his eyes. "I already have. Can we return to the mover?"
"Then eat these! They're amazing."
Mako shrugged. "They're decent."
Korra widened her eyes. "Decent? They're the best Fire Nation cuisine I've ever had!"
"I don't think that counts as cuisine, Korra."
"Have one!" she insisted, waving it around.
"I'll have some later, but not right now. Could you turn the mover back on?" Mako asked.
"I thought you liked spicy. I got these just for you," Korra scowled, hurt. She pushed one into his mouth. "Here, City Boy. Eat some."
Mako grunted in surprise, and was soon chewing on it. "Are you really going to force-feed me, Ava-" he was cut off by another gummy in his mouth.
"I'm exercising my Avatar powers," Korra said, a grin plastered on her cheeks. "Do you like it?" she asked, scooping up another handful whilst giggling.
Mako turned his face to keep her from feeding another one as she aimed at his face with an outstretched hand. "Yeah, they're good," he said quietly after finishing the gummies in his mouth. "Satisfied?"
"Yeah. Good," Korra smirked, putting her arm down. "Let's continue this stupid mover."
She curled back up comfortably, and Mako wrapped her back in his arms, playing with her cropped hair. "I'm glad I have such a loving girlfriend," he said, kissing her temple. She giggled like a little girl, happy right where she was.