Prompt from mrdbznarutofan: Mako and Korra go to a hypnotist show and Korra accidentally falls into another trance later on, which leads to certain actions and whatnot. (I tried)

Orange Blossom

"Come oooooon big bro, it'll be amazing I promise." Bolin tugged on Mako's arm, attempting to drag his focus away from the paperwork of yet another attempted robbery. When will these thieves learn how to properly get into a jewelry store without triggering five different alarms? Well, hopefully not soon. Mako sighed.

"Fine, Bo. But you better be buying me a whole lot of scotch if you want me to take part in this ridiculous scam." Bolin was enthralled by magic and when Opal suggested they go to the hypnotist show that the whole city was raving about, Bolin was quick to accept and force his brother and Korra, their training friend, to come along. She stood behind Bolin with an amused expression, sharing looks with Opal as she glanced around his apartment. Mako felt heat rush to his ears; he definitely had feelings for his training partner and seeing her in a fancy black dress for a show was doing wonders for his imagination. He shook his head and got up, picking his coat up and following Bolin out the door. Best to keep those thoughts to himself.

The small theatre they filed into after a few hours of drinking at the bar across the road was dark and gave off an aura of mystery and magic; Mako kept his eyes on the foursome, making sure the darkness didn't lead to any pickpocketing or other unwanted actions. An officer was never off duty in his mind. He felt a tug on his arm and followed Korra into a row of very plush red velvet seats.

"WELCOME, MY NEW FRIENDS!" A voice reverberated through the room and Mako flinched, hoping whomever this man was, he wouldn't be so loud during the whole show. Fog began to appear on the stage and through it appeared a man with ridiculously permed hair and a waxed mustache. He spent another ten minutes rambling about his accomplishments until his assistant, a relatively tidy and stern looking girl with glass, kicked him in the shins and he immediately began the real show.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, as you know, this show requires the help of several of you guys. Now don't be shy, please just raise your hands and my other assistants will bring you up to the stage." Bolin immediately put his hand up, but to Mako's surprise, so did Korra. She looked at the stage with wide eyes, seemingly enraptured by the grandiose manner with which the show was taking place. A young boy gestured to her and she slid past Mako, accidentally grazing his thighs and causing a shiver to roll down his spine. Bolin slumped back in his seat, pouting at Korra as she winked and climbed up onto the stage.

The hypnotist went through a few stages of elimination, seemingly to weed out those who weren't "connected to their minds and souls enough". Mako scoffed, he was probably trying to find the people he paid to help him. Eventually only a handful of people were still on stage, including Korra. Using his smooth voice and some weird swinging lantern contraption, the hypnotist caused the five of them to fall into a trance and do idiotic things like the chicken dance and pretend they were teenage girls at a sleepover. Mako failed to keep the smile off his face when Korra stepped onto a chair and started belting out "We Are The Champions" with a dopey smile on her face. After the roar of laughter died down, the hypnotist guided the subjects back to their chairs and caused them to fall asleep again.

"Now I must warn you, my dear audience. Whatever happens now, you cannot tell the subjects what has occurred to them. When I wake them up they will have no memory of these events and reminding them might trigger another episode. Now remember, to cause them to fall into this trance I have used the phrase 'Orange Blossom Tea' and to wake them up all that must be said is 'Roasted Oolong Tea'… hmmm I must be in a tea mood tonight. Zhu Li! Take note of that." With that, he snapped his fingers to awaken the subjects. Mako trained his eyes on Korra, who seemed disoriented and scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion.

"Thank you for your wonderful time and please be sure to check out my merchandise and a dvd on my journey in hypnosis and moviemaking!" With a boom the hypnotist disappeared into the fog again and left his assistants to usher the audience back out into the cold night air. Bolin bounced on his feet, asking rapid-fire questions about Korra's experience. Mako knocked him on the back of the head.

"Alright Bo, I think Korra remembers less than we do so let's just leave it." Bolin shrugged.

"I feel like nothing happened! And now I'm all pumped up and it's too late to hang out at a bar." Korra pouted and turned her puppy eyes on Mako.

"Hey Makooooo, I know you have a collection of action cop movies. What do you say we order pizza and beer and stay up all night!" She punched her hand in the air with a flourish. Bolin nodded vigorously but then frowned.

"Oh wait, Opal and I have to be up early tomorrow." Mako rubbed the back of his neck, looking at Korra's disappointed face. He sighed.

"That's ok Bo, you can crash at my place and leave tomorrow morning. But no alcohol for you, I know how you get. But I'm not paying for these pizzas." He grinned at Korra and Bolin's cheers and rolled his eyes at Opal, who was watching the two dance around amusedly.

Mako took in the scene in front of him with an mized expression of exasperation and amusement. Bolin was sprawled on his couch, hugging a beer in one arm and resting his head on Opal's lap, who in turn was twisted around to rest her head on Bolin's back. She was definitely going to feel that in the morning. Korra was tiptoeing around the two, picking up empty bottles and pizza boxes. Mako waved her into the kitchen.

"It's alright, I have work off tomorrow, I can clean up later." He whispered as she piled them precariously next to his sink. Korra looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Really? The immaculate 'how dare you leave a towel on the weight machine' Mako is okay with that?" She gestured behind her. Mako grinned sheepishly.

"To be fair, I had just come back from the precinct where my partner had trashed my desk looking for a usb drive. I was projecting." Korra leaned towards and grinned. The silence grew long and Mako found his eyes darting between Korra's eyes and her lips. He cleared his throat and walked around Korra to his tea cabinet.

"I'm gonna make some tea, want any?" Korra hoisted herself onto the counter and nodded.

"Okay, I have jasmine tea, regular green tea, orange blossom tea, Darjeeling-" Mako was cut off by a gasp. He whirled around to see Korra looking at him with a hazy expression. He approached her cautiously and waved his hand in front of her. No response.

"Korra are you okay?" She didn't react, although her breathing was level and her eyes were blinking normally.

"Korra, nod if you can hear me." She slowly nodded and Mako bit his lip, not knowing what to do. He turned back to close the cabinet and the corner of a box caught his eye. The orange blossom tea. He muttered a few expletives, remembering the words of the stupid hypnotist. He couldn't seem to remember the words to snap Korra out of it and after repeating the names of all the other teas in his possession, Mako gave up. He was about to go search for the number of the hypnotist to demand he come fix this when he hesitated. The hypnotist had said the subjects never remembered what happened to them during a trance. He rubbed his neck, staring at Korra; she was still perched on his counter, slowly swaying and rocking her legs back and forth.

What would the harm be?

He cleared his throat and said the first thing that came to his mind.

"Korra, recite the Avatar monologue in a Jamaican accent." Korra immediately rattled off the entire opening monologue and Mako found himself having a hard time trying not to crack up and wake up his brother.

"Korra do that dance Bolin taught you last month." After a very bad impression of Bolin's dance moves, complete with flailing arms and a lot of butt wiggling, Mako began rattling off the most embarrassing things he could think of. Finally, when he ran out of ideas, a thought popped into his brain.

'Korra, seduce me.' Mako flushed bright red and gripped the counter. He would never do that to Korra. Not even sober. Never. Nope.

Suddenly he felt a finger at the back of his neck and turned around to see Korra advancing on him. Apparently Mako did not say those words in his head. She slowly backed him into the counter and reached behind herself to take out her normal ponytail. Mako gulped loudly and attempted to slip away, only to be barred from leaving the corner by Korra's admittedly muscular arms.

He tried to look anywhere but her face that was slowly zooming in on his own but despite his efforts, he locked onto Korra's intensely blue eyes. For a second he completely forgot the circumstances of their current situation and wondered what it would be like to feel her lips on his own. As he felt Korra's breath sweep over his mouth, causing tingles to go up his face, he suddenly remembered something from that horrible hypnotist's show.

"ROASTED OOLONG TEA. ROASTED OOLONG TEA ROASTED-" He clapped a hand over his mouth when he heard Bolin snort from the living room, but he was still fast asleep. He glanced at him to make sure and when he looked back at Korra, she was still extremely close to his face, but her eyes were clear and there was a definite smirk on her face.

"So Mako, care to explain why I'm the one cornering you in your kitchen with my hair down?" Mako stuttered and turned a deeper shade of red. Korra chuckled and leaned towards his ear.

"That hypnotist was a complete fake."

heyyyy I hope this was okay. Sorry there wasn't a lot of Korra action in it but it's from Mako's perspective so I figured this was the best way to do it.

note: also if you didn't get the ending, Korra was pretending the whole time so she knew about the trigger words and the seducing part was all her doing.