Since you guys like this story I figured might as well write another part

Korra got back from her trip with Asami two days ago, and now she was standing in front of Bolin's apartment waiting impatiently for him to open the door. As she was about to knock again, Bolin cracked open the door and Korra stormed in.

"Whoa, where's the fire Korra?"

"Something happened," she said as she fidgeted with her hands, looking anywhere but at him.

Bolin looked over at her, concern in his eyes, and led her to the couch, while he sat on the floor in front of her leaning back on his arms. "What happened?" his voice was soft.

"Asami did a really good job at pretending to be dating me," Korra said angrily. "When we got there she was always around me, and her hand was on my waist like all day, right? So after a day or two, when all of my family gathered, we had the dinner, and at dinner my mom starts telling all these freaking stories of when I was a kid, and they're really embarrassing, but everyone basically knows them already, except Asami of course," Korra began to talk faster and faster. "So what does she do? She tells my mom to tell more! And after my mom finished embarrassing me in front of her, Asami begins to tell them about what I do here! Like remember that time that I got stuck in the uniform after a match and had to sit there with my shirt over my head for two hours? That's the one she goes for! Even Eska laughed! Bolin, she got Eska to laugh! And the whole time she has her hand on my thigh, or shoulder, or arm! And…"

"Korra! Slow down! That's what she was there for," Bolin intervened. "It sounds to me that she did a better job than Mako would have."

"But…she…and her…" Korra didn't know how to continue, her train of thought lost, so she settled for pouting.

"Look is that all that happened? It doesn't sound so bad," his voice was gentle.

"Bolin, I think I like her," Korra said so softly it was barely audible, the pout disappeared from her lips, and instead tears threatened to fall.

Bolin's eyes widened, "Is that why you're so overworked? Korra, it's ok. That's not a bad thing. She's a great girl, and she cares for you more than anyone. You know that."

"Bo, when we were there, I noticed how nice it felt to be around her, and how happy I was when she held my hand. It wasn't like that even with Mako. It make me feel warm, and nice, but the whole time the only thing I could think about was that I can never tell her how I feel," Korra's voice waivered as she spoke.

"Why not?"

"Because. I know she doesn't like me that way and there's nothing more off-putting than knowing that your friend has a crush on you because then it gets all awkward."

"Am I your friend?"

Korra looked over at him, confused, "of course, why would you ask that."

"Because I used to have a crush on you, remember?"

"Oh yeah," Korra recalled her date with Bolin.

"And we're like best friends now, and it's not weird at all because we got through that right? So you shouldn't hide how you feel from her, because all that it'll do is make you two more distant."

"Bolin…," she didn't get to finish her though.

There was a knock at the door. Bolin rested his palm on her knee comfortingly for a moment and stood up, Korra following him. As he opened the door, Asami smiled at him, then her eyes met Korra's.

"Korra?"

She didn't get to say more, as Korra briskly walked through the door, said "Hey Asami, sorry can't chat, got to go," frantically and bolted down the hall.

"What was that about?" Asami said, coming out of her stupor.

"So you know our plan to see if Korra likes you back?" Asami's eyes widened as she nodded. "Let's just say you should go after her."

Asami's face grew confused and then apprehending. "It worked?" she asked breathily. Bolin nodded with a smile and gestured for her to go after Korra. As Asami raced towards the exit to catch Korra, Bolin slipped back into his home and closed the door.