J is for Jealousy

"You're jealous, aren't you?" Korra grinned, playfully poking at her firebending boyfriend's chest.

"Nope," Mako answered her flatly, scratching the bridge of his nose. "Not the slightest."

"So what was with the clenched fists back there?" she pressed on, further jabbing her finger into his chest. He winced at the pressure. "And that scowl? You looked pissed off at the world."

"Why would I be jealous of all those guys gawking at you, bringing you gifts, and wanting to take you out on a date just for restoring the bending?" He kept his eyes focused on the wall to his left and his face blank. "It's not like you have a boyfriend that everyone knows about."

Korra fought her hardest to keep from bursting out in laughter. She had seen a jealous Mako only on occasion, shooting discreet — or what he thought were discreet — glares at men both young and old who even looked at Korra with a hint of desire in their eyes. This was her first time seeing him at a different stage of jealousy, and, sadly, she found it both hilarious and adorable.

"It's not like I'm accepting their invitation to go on dates with them, Mako," she reassured, stopping her assault on his chest and moving her hand to rub his shoulder. "You don't have anything to be jealous over."

"It's not like you're available, either."

"That can easily be changed, though."

He glared at her from the corner of his eye, telling her he knew that she was joking but wasn't finding it funny.

"It's just weird!" Mako groaned, running a hand down his face and finally showing some emotion. "I can understand the guys around our age, but the older ones? They're creeps that need to keep it with women their own age, in their pants, and away from you!"

"Are you forgetting who they're dealing with?" she grinned and flexed her bicep. "I can take care of my own, Mako. If anyone tries to be a creep with me, they'll get what's coming to them. And then they'll have to deal with you."

There was a faint noise that could be heard over the conversations out in the main hall of the City Hall building, signaling Korra's ten minute break was over and done with. She silently wished it was longer — no one but her had a clue how draining energybending could be, especially when she had to use it many times in a row — though she wanted to give back what rightfully belonged to Amon's victims as soon as possible. Without a word, she rose from her chair and glanced back at her boyfriend with his head in his hands, clearly still thinking over what to do about the men in the other room that fancied the current Avatar. She tugged on the collar of his jacket and motioned for him to follow her.

"Let's get this over with, City Boy. I promise I'll make it up to you somehow."

Mako reluctantly did as told and followed Korra out into the main room, resuming his position a few feet behind her. He somehow managed a smile when he remembered she was doing something good and that he needed to stop being selfish, even if most of the men there were complete and utter creeps.

The next person was soon called, and Mako turned his attention to the young man walking up the steps.

His smile dropped as soon as he realized who it was.

"Hello, uh-vatar. It looks like I'm next."

Mako clenched his fists once more and gritted his teeth, lips moving in to a snarl.

This was definitely going to be a long day.

Ahh! I'm still behind in finishing the rest of the prompts, but I'll try my hardest to get to letters O through Z! I'm having such a hectic week next week, which may or may not affect the update schedule. I'll let you all know in the next update. Anyhow, I hope you all enjoyed. This was so much fun to write! Please don't forget to leave a review! Thanks for reading!