yo i'm just sayin that you can totally view this as just bros being bros instead of shippy if borra's not your thing because idk about you guys but all i really want is for bolin and korra to be best cuddle buddies forever yknow what i mean
Too tired to really care about the combination of noise and the late hour, Korra sighs as she kicks the door shut behind her with a click, bracing an arm against the wall to pull off her boots. Her eyes fall on Bolin: He's slumped on the couch, his chin on his chest, a blanket thrown over his lap, sprawling the way he does so he seems to take up not just the whole couch, but even the entire room, too.
Yawning, she stumbles over to him. She's got to fight him for space, has to crawl on top of him and shove his dead weight so she can pull the blanket up to cover both their shoulders. Bolin stirs as she shifts one last time, pressing into his side, resting halfway on his chest and laying her head there. He extracts an arm and wraps it around her without opening his eyes.
"Iwetpfurryuh," he mumbles, and Korra's not sure right away if he's even awake, but she's been studying his language and is able to translate as if she's been speaking and breathing Bolin her entire life: I waited up for you.
"I know," she mutters. She lets her eyes slide closed.