Korra's POV

I was SO excited that Bolin wanted to go penguin sledding - it's like the best thing EVER. But THIS? I didn't expect. I was trying to decide which penguins we would be sledding on when he grabbed my hand. I thought it was a little strange - it made my heart speed up - and then... He kissed me. And, it was weird, 'cause I kissed him back. The only guy I had ever kissed was Mako - and it made me feel good, but this... Bolin... I felt my stomach do a little flip. It felt... Right.

I immediately took his face in my hands, the kiss deepening. I didn't ever want to come up for air. My head was getting foggy and I pulled away slowly, keeping my eyes gently closed. I took in a couple of deep breaths trying to recollect myself.

"Wow. That was even better than I thought it would be." He sighed and shuffled away awkwardly, releasing his grip on my hands. I instantly grasped for them, like they were my lifeline. once our hands found each other again, I finally opened my eyes. We stared at each other, silently. It wasn't awkward, it was just... There. And it was that moment that my already fucked up head got a little more fucked.

"I think I... You... Uh... Well... Let's go back... I'm not feeling so good..." In a sudden act of strange desperation I hugged him, pulled away quickly, and started back in the direction we came. I could feel his eyes on me - his warm, gentle gaze. I thought back to my first kiss shared with Mako - when Bolin ran off - and guilt immediately hit me, as if a weight just slammed into my chest. What had I done? I went off, I left the sweetest guy I could ask for, the one who OBVIOUSLY felt something, and I spat in his face... How could I do that? How did I not see it? And Mako - he's BREAKING Asami's heart, even if she won't admit it, just to get to me. I don't understand... Is he even a good guy? We never even went to hang out together!

I shoved my internal conflict aside and looked back at him. His cheeks were still red, that little curl of hair in his face. I felt my heart melt. I scolded myself, angered at how STUPID I can be.I hadn't been paying attention when Mako stormed past me and Asami yelled "HOT HEAD!" from the doorway. I looked up to find Bolin looking after Mako, different pain-filled emotions playing on his face. I could see tears stinging Asami's eyes and I took a sharp inhale as I realized this was all my fault.

Asami turned and buried her face in Iroh's chest, who was pulling her into a slow, rocking hug, whispering things into her ear that only she could hear. I gave Bolin a look and he spoke slowly, "He'll only say things he doesn't mean if you try to talk to him right now..."

Pabu was coiled around his neck now, and I just kind of wrapped my arms around myself, as if to hide from the world. I didn't want things to happen like this. I didn't want to hurt everyone. But... When I look around, I see hope and new beginnings. I see Asami and Iroh, and I smile like an idiot because I see the hurt being comforted, I see love where there is pain. I look at Bolin, and I see what had been tearing him apart - what he had been holding in was finally let go. I was mending him. But Mako... I don't know. I don't know if I can help him. I don't know if I should - if I can, even. I look at him and I see the man who I was lusting after. That's not what I want - not what I need. I don't want that for him, either. It'll only end worse.