#22: sojourn (Mako)
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"Somehow, I feel like we've done this already."
They are sitting down at the park, enjoying the cool breeze from under a shade of a tree. Their backs are on Naga, and Pabu is with them, snoring lightly on the saddle.
He smiles and pulls her even closer to him—if that was possible considering they were already only millimeters apart. "Yeah, five years ago."
"We were seventeen," she says, her tone laced with wonder and disbelief. "And we weren't even together then. That feels like eons ago."
"You and Bolin were seventeen," he corrects for her. "Time passes by so quickly, huh?"
"When the world is in relative peace, I guess you could say that," she whispers with a hint of a laugh at the back of her throat. "Everything's different now, don't you agree? I mean, you're still the same jerk and city boy and you're still full of those hat tricks and all, but…when I first came here, the city felt so different."
"You just got used to it, Korra," he chuckles. "Being here for a long time dims all the lights down, I guess."
She looks up at him and stares at his eyes for the longest time.
"No, it doesn't."
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Notes: shortest piece ever, yo, but I don't care because yolo! Okay, not really, but I got inspired by those screencaps of them sleeping beside each other and it got me to writing this. (i crey because they ooc sorry) Hope you liked it though!