Al had let him kiss her at first, silently sitting under his embrace, not knowing what else to do. She knew that he had wanted to kiss her. that stupid look on his face made it clear. But she also knew that she had wanted to kiss him for a very, very long time herself. Al didn't want this sweet boy to fall for her and lump her troubles onto his plate and then in a year or so look down and wonder why he was still there. It had happened before, and it would happen again. But the way his face positively lit up when he saw her was something very new. And very nice.
The brunette had gone over all of these things in her head as he was kissing her. And after a few minutes, her heart took over and the rationalizing just slipped away. Al's lips parted and her hot tongue slid into his mouth, and he squeezed his strong arms around her back even tighter. He tilted his head a bit more, and Al smiled to herself. She raised herself up on her knees so Bolin's head was tilted up to meet her. She pulled apart to speak and Bolin was out of breath. She chuckled down at him as she held his face in her small hands. "It was only a matter of time." She said with a smile. Bolin cocked his eyebrows confusedly, wondering what she meant. "You and me," she added. He nodded, understanding. Al moved her lips to his ear. "Thank you, Bo. You help me feel like me when I'm with you." He slid her off his lap and smiled.
"Then thank you too, Al. You make me better." She tried to protest, saying that he was already perfect but he shushed her and smiled in the middle of the kiss. "I love you," he whispered.
"And I love you, too."