*Cute Makorra story I thought of. Enjoy!*
It was Korra's 24th birthday.
Mako wanted to make it as special as it could ever be.
He had it all planned out in his mind.
First, He would take Korra to a fabulous dinner at Kwongs. He did a total of 60 hours overtime in the last 3 weeks to save up for this costly dinner.
But it was worth it.
For Korra.
Then, after the dinner that killed his wallet, he would take Korra on a carriage ride throughout Republic City's large park, which was perfectly lit up in the night to give it a romantic feel.
He planned to stop the carriage ride at the fountain, across from spot where, 7 years ago, they woke up to leaning on eachother when they went to rescue Bolin.
They would then walk around the park, until they go to the fountain. Positioned exactly in front of the glowing beautiful fountain, there, he would pull out the ring he has hidden for the last 6 months in his pocket.
He would present it to her, getting down on one knee. Asking the love of his life to marry him.
He had it all planned out, expected everything to go just as planned. He wanted the night to be perfect.
However, knowing Mako and Korra, the night, of course, didn't go as planned.
8 months ago, Mako made it final. After spending an amazing 6 years with Korra, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of the life with her.
Mako first thought about what he would propose to her with. He pondered between a ring, and a betrothal necklace. He didn't know which one.
A betrothal necklace was apart of her traditions. A ring was a promise that both of them wore, swearing to remain truthful and loyal to each other.
He brought it up one day, trying to seem as unsuspicious as possible.
~~~~~~~FlashBack~~~~~~~
"A huge storm blew into the South pole yesterday night. They are expecting the storm to hit the North Pole by tomorrow evening." Korra said.
"Really? Is everyone alright?" Mako asked as he mixed the noodles with the spices he dumped into the pan.
"Yeah. But my mom is heartbroken. Somehow while she was trying to get out of the storm and into the hut, her necklace blew off. They will never find it, unless they plan on digging up three-hundred pounds of snow." Korra said, seemingly saddened by her mother's anguish.
"What is that necklace about anyway? Why is it so important." Mako said, jumping at the chance to see if Korra liked the idea of a betrothal necklace.
"It's called a betrothal necklace. A man has to make it for his wife when she becomes of age 16. He has to carve it himself." Korra simply explained.
"Do you really like the idea?" Mako asked, pleading the spirits Korra wouldn't catch on or be suspicious of his question.
Korra shrugged, "I mean it is my tribe's customs. But no, I don't really like it. I mean, to me, it feels like a dog collar on a woman. I think it shows that a woman must submit herself to her husband, while the husband doesn't have to. I don't think it's something to show loyalness."
There was his answer. Mako nodded with understanding, though he was excited on the inside.
Ring it was.
~~~~~~~End Of Flashback~~~~~~~
In order to still keep some of Korra's customs, he did make the ring himself. He spent countless hours carving into the rich metal, trying his best to keep his hand from shaking.
In under a month, he got it fully carved on the stone.
The stone he picked out was of special value. He found it on the beach of Ember Island when he and Korra went on their 3rd anniversary there. He originally kept it as a souvenir as one of the best vacations together they have ever been on, but now it was much more.
So much more.
There were many moments when Mako felt like pulling out the ring and asking the question, but he scolded himself, and reminded himself that he would wait until Korra's birthday so he could give her the best birthday ever.
He lay in bed next to Korra the night before her birthday. He was extremely nervous.
Negative thoughts came at him so fast he wasn't expecting it.
'What if she said no?'
Mako tried to think logically. Why would she say no? They have spent so many years together.
'What if she doesn't want to get married yet?'
Then we could just stay engaged until she's ready.
'What if she doesn't want to marry you?'
Mako couldn't answer that one. It made his heart beat faster, and made him more nervous and jittery than he already was.
He finally fell asleep, his own thoughts putting him to sleep.
He woke up peacefully that morning. The peace only lasted a couple of seconds, until his logical thoughts hit him like a bullet. He looked over to Korra, who was sleeping on her side facing him. His heart skipped a couple of beats.
He almost had a heart attack as Korra opened her eyes and smiled at him, "Good morning."
He smiled back at her, kissing her on the lips passionately as a reply.
"Happy birthday." Mako said pulling back from her lips. Korra rolled her eyes and got up, stretching and yawning as she rolled off the bed dramatically.
They both got ready as usual for the stressful day ahead of them both. They kissed each other goodbye before departing ways for the day.
Mako could not focus on his paperwork. How could he possibly focus? In less than 12 hours he was going to ask Korra to marry him. The thought gave him shivers, despite how much he was sweating.
Mako swore that he would drop dead by the time he got home from work. His heart pumped blood so fast it gave him too much adrenaline. He got a metallic-like taste in his mouth as he walked home.
As usual, Mako was home before Korra. She almost always got home after Mako. She worked late, but she promised Mako that she would try her best to get off earlier so they could get to their reservations on time.
Well, that didn't happen.
Korra burst through the door at 6:20. Their dinner was reserved for 6:30.
"Korra! I thought you said you would get off early!" Mako complained.
"Did you not hear the emphasize on try?" Korra said, running in their bathroom to throw on her water tribe dress so they could look the least bit formal at a fancy place they didn't belong.
Korra ran out of the bathroom, quickly putting on different shoes.
"I'm ready!" Korra exclaimed as she ran towards Mako grasping his hand into hers.
They both walked out of the apartment together hand-in-hand. By the time they got to the fancy restaurant they were 15 minutes late for their reservation. Luckily, no one took their seats by then. Korra and Mako slid into the comfy booth, which seemed like it was almost too tame for such a fancy and high-class restaurant.
They both ordered, and as they waited for their expensive food, they sat and talked about their day. The more the day went on, the less nervous Mako became. He sat comfortably, talking to Korra. It was nice not having anything to worry about in the moment. Mako relished it.
The food was served, and Mako started off politely with one of the rolls.
It was not the rolls that they had ordered.
Mako's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as his tongue started tingling. They were spicy rolls.
Mako started fanning his tongue with his hand as he swiped his glass of water, chugging down the cooling liquid. Realizing there was no more water left in his cup, and that Korra had a tall cup that housed ice cold water, he quickly grabbed hers, too. He chugged the water, streams of the liquid ran down his cheek and leaked off his chin.
Korra stared in awe at Mako who was making a dramatic scene. She didn't think the rolls were that hot.
A waiter who was walking around with a pitcher of ice water on a tray grabbed Mako's attention. Mako grasped the tall pitcher as the waiter was walking by. He chugged down the water.
Korra stared at him. Well, not completely him. She was memorized by the bob of his adam's apple each time he swallowed. She stared admiringly at it as she slowly chewed the spicy roll.
Mako's dramatic outburst caused them to be asked to leave the restaurant.
"They could of atleast told me the rolls were going to cause me to go into shock." Mako exaggerated, throwing his arms up in frustration. Korra rolled her eyes, "They were not that hot. You were just being dramatic. And anyway, you are a firebender. Shouldn't you be able to handle things like that?" Korra smirked, poking fun at him.
"They could've atleast given me a discount. We payed for the whole meal, and didn't even eat any of it!" Mako said, completely ignoring Korra's offensive question.
The carriage finally arrived after several minutes. They both hopped in, and the ride started.
The ride was very bumpy around half way through. "What's the deal?" Mako asked.
"This job ain't as easy as it looks, son! Shut your mouth and sit down." The man controlling the carriage snapped at Mako.
Mako obeyed, sitting down next to his girlfriend. She squeezed his hand, and he squeezed back. This turned into a make-out session until they reached the park. It was perfectly lit up with candles. It was a quiet and cool night.
'Finally, something has gone right tonight.' Mako thought.
The carriage took a sharp stop, almost sending Mako and Korra flying forward. They both got out, stepping into the romantic atmosphere.
"How much?" Mako asked, pulling out his wallet.
"Two-hundred dollars." The man said.
Mako's eyes nearly bulged out their sockets, "Two-hundred dollars? You barely drove us a mile!" Mako exclaimed.
"And that was a mile well rode, wasn't it? Two-hundred dollars, or else the cops are gonna be involved." The man threatened.
Mako sighed, surrendering. He pulled two-hundred dollars out of his wallet, reluctantly handing it to the man. The man looked up at him in disgust, "Ey, no tip?"
Mako narrowed his eyes at the man, "No." Mako turned around to Korra, wrapping his arm around her waist as they started walking towards the fountain. He could hear the man mumbling and snorting as he rode off.
They both sat on the edge of the fountain.
This was it. This was the perfect time.
"I don't think that we stopped here by chance. I think we are both pretty familiar with that spot over there." Korra said, pointing to the special spot under the exact tree.
"You are correct." Mako said, squeezing her hand.
Korra surprised kissed him. It took Mako a few seconds to realize, but then he sunk into the kiss.
His whole mind was on Korra, how he would propose to her, how they would make love later…
That was interrupted however. One second, Mako was kissing Korra passionately. The next, Mako was soaking wet, sitting in the pond. He looked up to see Korra laughing at him, clutching her stomach.
Mako smirked and realized that if she was gonna play a little game, so was he.
Mako lunged to Korra. She was laughing too much to realize Mako was planning on dunking her.
"No Mako! Don't! Korra screamed, all the mean while still laughing. Mako got her over the edge and dunked her underwater.
Korra surfaced, punching him in the arm, laughing.
Mako this time surprised Korra with a kiss, pressing into her warm lips. Korra also pressed into the kiss. Soon, it almost felt like they could not get any closer to each other.
It was the perfect time. This was it. His one shot.
Mako pulled away from the kiss. He could feel his heart rate shoot up. He planted his knee down, the cool water lapping around them. He searched his right pocket, and found the velvet case the protected the ring. He pulled the wet case out. It took all of his strength to raise it up above the water. Korra caught a glimpse of it, and her heart rate shot up too. Her eyes widened. Was he doing what she thought he was doing?
"Korra… W-will you m-marry me?" Mako asked, his voice shaking. Mako opened the velvet case to reveal a ring with a beautiful stone, which was carved into. The carving was of fire flames and water waves, coming together to form their marriage.
Korra stared in awe at the beautiful ring. Mako became more and more nervous each second that Korra didn't reply with a 'Yes.'
'She's going to say no.' Mako thought nervously.
It took a while, but Korra nodded slowly, then said "Yes." Korra held out her hand so Mako could place the ring on her finger. Mako shakily placed it on. Both their eyes met, crimson blue meeting fiery amber. Korra laughed, letting all the nervous tension sink away. Korra tackled Mako by surprise, pressing her lips against his. They fell back into the water, kissing each other endlessly. They both shared each other's oxygen. How could they possibly need air? They just needed each other.
They did resurface eventually, gasping for the air they thought they didn't need. They pressed their foreheads together, both of them taking deep, long breaths. They closes their eyes, relishing in the intimate moment they were sharing with each other.
The moment was cut short, "Hey! What are two doing? You can't be in there!" Korra and Mako looked up to see an officer, who was flailing his arms around at the two.
Mako was about to apologize, but Korra quickly stood up, grabbing Mako's hand and running towards the edge of the fountain. She hopped over it and started running, pulling Mako behind her.
He couldn't resist, he would always follow her wherever she would go.
Always.
The cop did chase after the two, but did slow down eventually. Mostly because Mako and Korra were fit, and the cop was a little more on the heavier side.
Korra pulled Mako behind a building, laughing at the situation. It reminded her many years ago when she was young, being chased by cops.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the lips. Her wet hair stuck to the side of her face and her neck.
"I love you." Korra said, looking at Mako straight in the eyes. Mako's heart swelled, "I love you too." Korra lay her head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart beat.
When they got tired standing, they both walked home, wet and cold. However when they got home, took a hot shower and lay in bed together, that is a different story.