This has drabble written all over it. It shows the days Mako had spent by Korra's side, each having it's own little adventure. If you want to skip down to the Makorra, please scroll down to Day 4 :)
Fractured
Four days
That's how long Mako stayed by Korra's side as she lay on her bed in a coma-like state.
Four long days
That's also how long Mako endured random visits from friends and family members.
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Day 1- Tenzin and Lin visit to ask about Tarrlok
Korra was thrown into a deep sleep, for her own body had resorted to healing itself. The healers had done their job for the day hours ago, and had mentioned the side-effects of the drug they had punctured into her blood, which was a heavy sleep state. Mako was rather worried at the start, but healers had reassured him that Korra would wake up in a few days. The same man that had argued with Mako pushed him out of the room, and ordered that he took a bath, ate a decent meal, and had a small check up on his own injuries. Rolling his eyes, Mako reluctantly obeyed the man and did what he was told.
The firebender returned an hour later, and had grabbed a rickety old chair in the corner of the room, pulling it to the side of the bed. Mako couldn't stand to leave Korra, not after everything that happened. The young man sighed and closed his eyes, thinking through the events that happened many hours ago. The trauma that came from being nearly bloodbended to death still stuck in the back of Mako's mind, and he's sure it stuck on Korra's mind, too. The bones in his body felt like they were breaking piece by piece, his organs seemed to constrict all together, and his own blood flowed for a psychopath. Mako shuddered and deeply sighed again. Glancing at the sleeping girl, Mako felt a pang at his chest.
Korra looked so small, defeated, quiet…and not Korra. The firebender's gloved hand hesitantly reached out to the Avatar as a sign of comfort and love, but was rudely interrupted by the sudden burst of the door opening.
"Mako, may we speak with you?" Tenzin said quietly as he and Lin entered the room.
Gold eyes looked at the adults, back at the Avatar, and back at the adults. Mako adjusts in his seat and opens his mouth to decline when Lin spoke up.
"Don't worry, it won't be long. You can get back to watching Korra afterwards," Lin said firmly, as if she read Mako's mind.
Well…it wouldn't be long, and you can't really argue with a Bei-Fong, right?
Mako stood up and walked towards Tenzin and Lin, a confused and worried look on his face. Tenzin and Lin turned around and walked to the hallway, with Mako behind. After they had exited the room, Tenzin slowly shut the door closed and turned back to the young man.
"What is it? Is it about Korra?" Mako asked rather stressed. The firebender leaned against the wall opposite to the door of Korra's room, arms crossed and a brows furrowed. Tenzin and Lin stood in front of him, as if they were cornering the young man.
Tenzin shook his head, "Not entirely about Korra. We want to know what happened."
"What do you mean?"
"What did Tarrlok do?" Lin interjects as she taps her foot impatiently, "Even though I'm not chief, I still have a right to know what Tarrlok did. I went to the headquarters yesterday to talk to Saikhan about his actions, and now I was called this morning by him," the woman points at Tenzin's face, "saying that Tarrlok was brought to his house in chains, with a beaten Avatar. What happened?"
Mako's gold eyes turned away the woman's intense gaze and muttered an answer. Lin raises her brows and Tenzin asks him to repeat his words, but more clearly.
Coughing, Mako unwillingly parroted his words, but louder and with hints of trauma.
"Tarrlok's a bloodbender."
A deep silence grows in the hallway. Mako subconsciously reaches for his red scarf, and began to fidget with it. Lin's eyes were cold and calculation, glaring invisible holes into the wooden floorboards. Tenzin's grey brows raise and furrow again, deep in thought. Mako finds the silence unbearable, and continues on to get the whole story over with.
"I'm not really sure why he kidnapped Korra, but it had to do with us patrolling a couple nights ago, and I think the fight between them when Bolin, Asami and I went to jail. I snuck out last night to get some answers from the guy, but I found him rushing through the streets really late at night. I was with Naga, and we followed him into the mountains." Mako pauses to take a moment for the adults to comprehend the story.
He starts again, "We found Korra in a cave, chained up and beaten by Tarrlok. I told him to let her go, but we ended up fighting. He lost it when Korra yelled out his little secret and he started to bloodbend us to death." Mako grips his scarf tighter, and could make out the sympathetic and worried gazes of Tenzin and Lin.
"It wasn't a full moon last night. How is that possible?" Lin said out loud, more to herself than Mako.
Mako's eyes widened, taking in the woman's statement. The moon wasn't full, it was a crescent. Even though he's a firebender, Mako still knows when waterbenders could perform such a task. How is that possible? When could waterbenders do that? If Tarrlok is capable of this, how many other people has he done this to?
"Lin, do you remember out parents' stories? About a man that could bloodbend without a full moon?" Tenzin asked in a hushed voice.
The earthbender stared at the man for a moment, recalling her memory.
"Yakone?"
Tenzin nodded, "What if Tarrlok's just like him?"
Lin's green eyes narrow dangerously, and she doesn't respond to the airbender. Turning on the balls of her feet sharply, Lin walks away from the men without a word. Tenzin exhales loudly and shakes his head, eyes closed. Opening them, the man stared at the firebender, whose head was turned in the direction of where Lin left; his brows were furrowed in uncertainty. Gold eyes averted to meet with grey, and Tenzin straightens up. Resting a comforting hand on the teenager's shoulder, Tenzin spoke up.
"Well, I guess we're done with the questions. Don't worry; we'll make sure Tarrlok gets what he deserves. Now, go back to Korra, I have to catch up to Lin."
Mako gives a weak smile at the older man and bows slightly as a thank you. Tenzin bows back and walks away from the teenager. Tenzin wore a look of distress as he's finally out of Mako's sight, thinking to himself. How much danger are we in with Tarrlok?
The sliding door to Korra's room opened, Mako trudged back to his seat. Korra hasn't moved in his absence, and Mako still feels a pang in his chest. Finishing his actions before Tenzin and Lin walked in, the firebender gently reached out to grip Korra's hands, squeezing it firmly as a sign that he's going to stay with her until she wakes up.
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Day 2- Bolin and the kids hang out with Mako
The firebender has been staying in the room for about two days now. Everything he had to do outside of Korra's room had to be 5 minutes or less. If it took more than that, well…Mako wasn't going to even try. Healers came every so often to check the girl, and to heal her deep gashes and bruises. Some came with food for the young man, ordering him to watch his health, for they didn't want another damaged person in the home. So Mako ate the food slowly, grumbling about how healthy he really is and all that nonsense.
Mako's arms rested in a crossed position on the white bed, his head nested in them and his gold eyes shut out from the world. Spirits, he was tired. Footsteps, large and small, pattered beyond the sliding door of Korra's temporary room, and Mako's bleary eyes open, already sense trouble. Mako's gold eyes narrow at the door, hoping to scare off whatever was making that noise…with his eyes. Yea, even the firebender thinks it's crazy. He was very tired.
The footsteps grew louder and heavier, and Mako is sure that it's a stampede of sky-bisons in the usual quiet home. Suddenly, the noises stop and Mako holds his breath to make sure it's true. After a few seconds, the firebender hears nothing and releases a quiet sigh of relief. Lifting his head to glance at Korra, Mako sees no improvement and buries his face into his arms again.
Closing his eyes, the young man finds himself close to sleep, but a certain brother bursts through the door, with a few air-children, booming like an elephant-bear.
"Mako!" Bolin yelled enthusiastically as he sees his brother slumped on the side of the bed, "Hey! You awake?"
Bolin got no response and he walked towards Mako, and Ikki and Meelo followed suit of the earthbender, innocent smiles on their faces. Jinora stood back, wanting to watch the scene unfold from afar.
Bolin, Ikki, and Meelo silently crept up to the firebender, snorts and giggles escaping their lips. Three hands, once very large and two very small, reached out to touch the firebender…but was scared half way into the Spirit World when Mako sprang up into a sitting position, honey eyes blazing furiously and steam smoking out from his hands. Ikki and Meelo squealed with fright and immediately jumped behind Bolin. Bolin was rather unfazed, for he had seen his brother act worse in times of stress and fatigue.
"Oh, real scary Mako," Bolin rolls his eyes.
Mako feels guilty for scaring the two children, and calms down. They had heard the news about Korra's return hours after the healer had fixed her. Apparently the girls were terrified, crying to their mother about how Korra was like a sister to them, and how they thought she would never return. Meelo was very serious and calm, for he was still worried about Korra's wellbeing.
Rubbing a hand on his hazy eyes, Mako looks up at an amused Bolin.
"What do you need, Bo?" Mako mumbled.
Bolin whistles for a little then says, "The kids just wanted to see Korra. Also, they wanted to entertain you. They said you might be bored."
Mako raises a brow to the last statement and eyes the children. Ikki and Meelo give a nervous smile and Jinora stares back with a worried look. Mako can't say no to children, he knows it. He basically spent his whole childhood tending to Bolin's wants and needs. Keeping this in mind, Mako gives a soft smile towards the airbenders, which eases tensions in the air.
"Alright, how do you think you're going to entertain me?" Mako asks the kids, and Bolin grins.
Jinora, Ikki, and Meelo all look at each other with uncertain faces. They all glare at each other, and shrug their shoulders, until Jinora finally speaks up. Ever the bookworm, Jinora is full of imagination, so it doesn't surprise the other kids when she comes up with an idea to tell a story to Mako as entertainment.
"'Nora! C'mon! Mako doesn't want to hear your stupid love stories!" Ikki yelled to her older sibling. Jinora narrowed her eyes and huffed at the smaller child.
Mako looked between the two girls and rubbed the back of his neck, "It's okay if Jinora wants to tell a love story."
The two girls and Bolin's eyes widened in surprise, but Meelo screams with his arms in the air and jumps onto Mako's lap, earning a groan from the man.
"Jinora! Go tell your stories!" Meelo practically screamed as his tiny hands reached out for Mako's scarf. Mako feels the boy's hands prying for his prized possession and he shoots a look at Bolin. Bolin catches the look and swoops down to grab Meelo from his brother's lap.
"I think Mako's not up for anyone sitting on him today," Bolin says to the young boy. Meelo tilts his head and understands.
Jinora clears her throat and walks from the bedroom door and onto the floor besides Korra's bed. Flashing an adoring and caring face towards the Avatar, Jinora takes a seat on the floorboards, and soon Bolin, Ikki, and Meelo follow. Mako continues to sit on the wooden chair, but position himself to give Jinora his undivided attention.
Clearing her throat, Jinora starts, "Well once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess and a handsome warrior. The princess was headstrong and bold, but the warrior was quiet and calculating. This didn't stop their friendship from forming though. In fact, it only strengthened it. Well one day, the princess was swept away by an evil dragon…"
Mako didn't notice that he had rested his head on the soft mattress again. He didn't notice that he had closed his eyes as Jinora told her romantic tale. He especially didn't notice that he had fallen asleep on the poor children and his own brother. But one thing Mako noticed what the faint voices of Jinora and Bolin flowing through his ears.
"Aw, Mako fell asleep."
"Don't take it as a bad thing, Jinora. He's just really tired with what happened to Korra."
"….He loves Korra a lot, doesn't he?"
"Yea…he does. C'mon, we should leave so he can rest. Jinora?"
"Yes?"
"The story was about Mako and Korra, right?"
"Yea, it was."
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Day 3- Tahno visits just because and Asami chats about Korra
Mako wakes up in a jolt after hearing a loud bang on the other side of the room.
"About time you got up," a smug voice said, "I was about to get that airbending boy to wake you."
Mako turned his head in the direction of the voice and sees Tahno with a metal pan in his hand (he probably used that to make the bang), wearing a smirk on his face.
"What are you doing here?" Mako grumbled towards the man, still irritated that he was woken up so rudely. Wait, when did he fall asleep? Jinora was telling a story…oh yea, he fell asleep on the story. Whoops.
Tahno places the pan on the ground and walks causally into the room. "When I came here a couple days ago with Naga, I was genuinely concerned for Korra. Listen, you may have known me as a…cheater…but that's not me anymore. I've changed, just ask Bolin and Asami." Tahno stops his stride at the foot of Korra's bed, pale eyes studying the Avatar's features.
Mako stares intently at Tahno, seeing the worry on the former bender's face. Mako sighed, "I believe you. If you weren't really concerned about Korra, I'm not even sure you'd be here. How did you even find out?"
Tahno glances at the firebender and smirks a little, "The story's all over the news, ya know? Tarrlok's been under Bei-Fong and Saikhan's watch, always asking questions and whatever. Some newspapers mentioned you as a hero for getting Korra back."
Mako raised a brow, "They published all the details without confirming with me about the facts?"
Tahno shrugs, "I think they talked to Tenzin and Bei-Fong about it. All the newspapers were pretty vague, don't worry. It only mentions the mountains and Tarrlok kidnapping the Avatar. Why? Is there something more?"
The firebender's breathe hitches, hesitant to tell the former rival what had truly happened. Shaking his head, Mako decided that everyone shall know of the terrible secret about Tarrlok when the time comes. Tahno hums back, and continues to stare back at Korra's sleeping form. Tahno saw the deep white scares on Korra's face, and his pale hands subconsciously reach out to touch his own face.
"Did she look really bad when you saved her?" Tahno asked quietly, not looking at Mako.
"Yes, she did. Healers come here every day to remove her wounds little by little," the firebender said solemnly.
The former bender sighed, "Well…at least she's going to be okay. Just stopped by to make sure she's still able to get Amon back for me." There's a slight hint of playfulness in his voice. Walking towards Mako, Tahno firmly squeezes the firebender's shoulder, which earns him a surprised look.
"Master Tenzin and a few others warned me about you watching her like a hawk. Take it easy, okay? If you say Korra's going to be fine, she's going to be fine." Tahno removes his hand and saunters towards the sliding door. Mako is left sitting on the chair, thinking through on what Tahno had said.
Picking up the pan on the ground, Tahno opens the entrance, only to see a startled Asami standing at the doorway with a tray of soup and tea. Giving her a small smile, Tahno leans down to whisper in the girl's ear.
"You should surprise Mako. It's pretty funny seeing his reaction."
Green eyes trailed to the back of a certain firebender's head, and rolled her eyes at man before her. Mako was already stressed enough, more pranks from people may cause the man to go in cardiac arrest, Asami thinks to herself. Tahno saw Asami's facial expression and shrugged. Patting the heiress on the head fondly, Tahno exits the room and walks down the hallway.
Asami smiles lightly at Tahno's attics, and actually considers his statement. Mako's so entranced by Korra…maybe it'll be fun to get a laugh out of him.
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"Did you even eat today?"
Mako is startled greatly by a new voice piercing through the air. (Asami hides her smirk and giggles) Swiveling around in his wooden seat, Mako sees Asami standing by the doorway with a tray of hot soup and tea. Mako blinks and shakes his head "no", with a little shame. Walking into the room, Asami observes the dark rings and messy hair of her former boyfriend. Her lips twitch in a frown, and Asami looks around the room to find around chair to sit in. Finding one, Asami firsts hands the tray to Mako and runs off to the corner to retrieve the furniture. As she came back to the bedside, the nonbender's eyes trail over to Korra as she set down on the chair. Green eyes fell in a downcast in seeing one of her best friends still in a coma-state.
When she first heard the news of Korra from Bolin, Asami practically flew through the hallways to make sure she was alright. Even though Korra was connected to her relationship issues, the heiress still cared deeply for the young woman. When Asami finally reached the room Korra resided in, she could make out Mako's shadow behind the slightly open door, watching the avatar like a lizard-hawk. Asami always knew Mako would go after Korra, no matter what the consequences were. So she slowly walked away from the room, green eyes in a downcast, and silently pleading to the Spirits that Korra would get better soon.
Everyone has noticed Mako's sudden disappearance after Korra's return. His disappearances included training and eating. So here was Asami; three days after Korra's deep state had began, with a tray of food for her ex-boyfriend, because she honestly didn't want a good friend to starve to death.
"I brought you something. I know the healers bring you food every day, but we all know you don't eat it." Asami states coolly, and it was the truth. Mako appreciated what the healers were doing, but he was never up for an appetite, not when Korra's not allowed to eat.
"Thanks Asami, but-"Mako's interrupted when a spoon is lodged inside his mouth. Glaring at the smirking girl, Mako swallows the soup. Gold eyes blink, and Mako finds himself craving more of the soup…Because it was his favorite.
"Pema made that just for you, after Bolin mentioned your favorite foods." Asami said.
Mako feels a little guilty because Korra still couldn't eat, "I-Look, Pema's wonderful for making this, but I don't think it's fair for Korra."
Asami's brows furrowed, "Not fair for- Korra would be upset if she found out you were starving yourself for her!"
Mako scowls and turns his head away from the girl. Asami continues, "Everyone's grateful that you got Korra back, I know I am. But you can't neglect your own health just because she's on a sedative. When Korra wakes up, she's going to beat you into the Spirit World when we all tell her you basically forgot how to eat, sleep, and shower."
"Hey! I look a shower yesterday!" Mako counters, and the tray on his lap wiggles slightly.
"Okay, a five minute shower is very healthy." Asami said back.
The firebender huffs and turns his head away from the woman. Breathing deeply, Mako turns back and gives Asami an apologetic look.
"I'll eat, okay?" Mako takes a spoonful of his favorite soup, "and I'll take a bath later today."
Asami chuckles and sighs as she looks at Korra. The avatar's chest rises up and down in a steady motion, which is good, but the bandages and scars still disturbed the heiress.
"Are you going to be okay?" Mako asks quietly.
Asami turned her head to the firebender, "Huh? Oh, I'm just…worried about Korra. We all are, but it's… She's always been so strong, and bold, so seeing her qui-"
"I'm talking about us." The young man interrupts with a soft voice. Asami's brows shoot up, and her bright green eyes lowered onto the floor in thought. Her and Mako ended things in a jail-cell almost a week ago. It hurt a lot, but Asami knows they'll move past it.
"I'll be okay," Asami replies, "We'll be okay. I promised we'd be friends, and I'm not going to break that." Asami smiles warmly, and Mako smiles back.
"When Korra wakes up, you're going to confess to her, right?" Asami questions the young man.
Mako fidgets in his seat, "Erm, well…I'm not-You see… No wait-."
"Mako," Asami threatens dangerously, " You faced a psychopath on a mountain, just for Korra. Tell me you're going to tell her you love her? If you don't, you're sending out wrong messages to the poor girl."
The firebender regains his composure, "I didn't say I wasn't going to confess. It's just the when I'm going to do it that bothers me. Three days, Asami, Korra's been asleep for three days. What if she never wakes up?" the young man's voice ends sadly.
"Do you hear yourself right now? Korra not waking up—Ha! That's a bunch of lies. Korra is a fighter, and she'll always be that. If she heard you right now, she would've done some Avatar business on you," Asami declared as she poked Mako's chest.
Mako rubs his now throbbing chest and glares at Asami. Finally letting the words into his head, Mako believes what the girl said was true.
"It's just tough waiting for her to come back. But you're right; she's going to wake up eventually."
Asami gives a toothy grin, "I know I'm right. Now eat your food, it's getting cold."
So Mako did what he was told. Asami and he chatted a couple hours afterwards, and the firebender realizes just how important it was for him to stay friends with the heiress. Even if they're not in that type of relationship anymore, they still supported each other through the thick and thin, and that's what truly mattered to the firebender.
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Day 4-. . .
The morning sun shone through the medical room Korra and Mako stayed in. The rays bathed the walls in a bright yellow. Mako slept hunched over on the side of the bed, his coat hung on the backrest of the chair, and his scarf on top of it. Brown locks were unruly, his face was buried in his arms, and soft snores escaped the young man's lips.
Yesterday had worn him out a little. The conversations with Tahno and Asami's meal had put the young man to sleep after he had taken a well promised shower. Mako felt guilt riding through him as his mind slowly shut down for the night, but if Korra were to see him exhausted, it wouldn't end up good either. So he slept.
The firebender was up for another rude awakening when he was kicked off the side of the bed, leaving him on the floor with a thud. Crazy golden eyes searched the room for whoever woke up his peaceful slumber, but saw no one. Rising up from the ground, Mako rubs his sore side and bottom.
"What in Agni's name happened?" Mako mumbled to himself as he props himself up on the bed.
As he sat down, Mako heard soft whines and whimpers in front of him. Honey eyes whipped around to see Korra slightly thrashing around, limbs caught in the white bed sheet, and a layer of sweat covering her skin. Mako's brows furrowed and he hesitantly reached out to grab Korra's hand.
"K-Korra? Can you hear me?" Mako said unsurely.
Korra's eyes remained closed and she continues thrashing around, getting more violent as the time goes. Mako's grip on Korra's hand tightens when the young woman lets out a painful scream.
"Korra!" Mako's stress is elevated when the girl screams out even more, "What is going on?" The firebender furiously mutters to himself, "Is it the medicine?"
Reluctantly releasing the panicking girl's hand, Mako sprints towards the sliding doors, hoping to find a healer or someone out there that can help. The young man doesn't care that he's only wearing an undershirt and sweats; Korra's in pain, and nothing else matters. His gloveless hands touched the door, and Mako heard Korra shriek a name that made his blood run cold.
"Tarrlok, please stop!"
Mako whipped his head back to the girl, realizing that Korra was having a nightmare…in the morning. Running back to Korra, Mako reached for her flailing hands, shaking her softly so she could wake up from the terrors of her own dreams.
"Wake up, it's okay a dream, Korra! Come on, please wake up," Mako begs the girl who now had tears streaming down her face.
Mako tried again, but a little firmer, "Korra. You can hear me, I know it. Just open your eyes!" the firebender gives another shake.
It isn't until the fifth or sixth time Mako shakes Korra awake. The girl was panting heavily in a sitting position; sweat dripping down her face and neck. Korra closed her eyes to regain her composure, still not comprehending who woke her up from her terrible dreams. Mako sat on the corner of the bed, exhausted and still terrified. When Korra woke up, she sprang into a sitting position, and the firebender gave her all the space she needed. Mako watched her with caring eyes as the girl buried her head in her knees, breaths huffing out loudly. This wasn't how Mako wanted Korra to wake up.
But it's better than nothing
A sob reaches Mako's ears, and he's soon on alert again. Gold eyes scan over to Korra's figure and he sees her body jerking every so often.
"Korra, hey…" Mako places a gentle hand on Korra's sweat drenched back. The contact alone is enough for Korra to spring up again, wild sapphire eyes bulging from their sockets. The avatar sees Mako's familiar face and she immediately thrusts her body towards him, sobs escaping her lips as she does it.
Mako is jerked backwards a little from Korra's surprise death hug, but he still holds his ground on the bed. Korra's arms had wrapped around Mako's torso, her legs were bent in a kneeling position so it punctured Mako's thighs, and her face smothered his neck. Mako can feel the tears dip onto his white shirt, and the rapid heartbeats that pulsed through Korra's body. Korra's bony knees were painful to Mako's sensitive legs, but he didn't care one bit. Wrapping his larger arms around the tiny woman, Mako murmured comforting words into the crying girl's ears.
"Hey, everything's alright. Tarrlok's not here."
A painful sob
"No, please stop that. I hate it when you cry."
A quiet sob
"Korra, I'm here. Tarrlok isn't. He's gone, Lin took him to jail. He's not going to hurt you or me anymore."
A hiccup
"That's better. C'mon, you'll be alright. Do you want to talk about it?"
A sniffle… and a cough
"I'm guess that's a no?"
A weak laugh
Korra pulls herself away from the firebender, tiny tears escaping her eyes. Mako releases his strong hold on the woman and wipes the remaining tears that ran down Korra's face. The girl pouted, not liking how weak she looked in front of her best friend. She adjusts her legs so she's sitting in front of Mako, and not on him.
"Mako, how long have I been out?" Korra tried to make her voice sound even.
The firebender answered slowly, "About four days. The healers gave you a sedative, and your body just went on autopilot to heal itself."
Korra nods and closes her eyes, still a little shaken with her terrifying dream.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Mako simply questions, and Korra shoots a confused look, "How did you know it was about Tarrlok?"
"You screamed out his name."
"Oh."
"Yea, so…do you want to talk about it?"
Korra eyes averted to the white walls, blue irises filling with terror remembering the dream, "Mako, it felt so real. Tarrlok had me in those cold chains again, bloodbending me. He kept saying you were dead or never coming back, and he just kept hurting me…"
A soft squeeze on her hand stops Korra's talking. She looks up to see Mako with a reassuring face, "I was just looking for a yes or no. If you're not ready, don't tell me."
Korra lets out a breathy laugh. Mako laughs too. Korra's blue irises stare deeply into Mako's gold once again, and everything comes crashing down on her.
Everything
"What are you doing here?" the avatar's thin brows knit together in anger, "You should be with Asami."
Mako's brows knit together as well, "What do you mean? Asami and I aren't—oh, you don't know."
"Know what?"
"Asami and I…aren't dating anymore."
Korra's sapphire eyes widened with shock, "What? When was this? Did you do something?" As she asked her questions, Korra jabbed her powerful fingers into Mako's chest.
"It was during our time in jail. It was mutual," Mako states as he firmly grips Korra's hand to stop poking him. Releasing her hand, Mako mutters a quiet apology.
"I-I'm sorry," Korra stutters, wondering if she's really sorry at all. Shaking her head, the young girl asks another question that has been searing in the back of her mind.
"Why did you come for me? I mean, I don't mind at all, but why?"
Mako grumbled something unintelligent, and Korra's face twists into confusion. Korra asked to repeat his answer, and Mako felt his cheeks grow hot.
"I care about you, alright?"
Korra's brows raise, and her cheeks tinge with light pink at his confession. Mako turns his head away from the girl, and he wished he wore his ever present scarf at the moment, but he had to tell her. Korra deserved to know what ran through his mind the whole time.
"When Lin had to bust us out of jail, we were so confused. Then Tenzin told us about you being missing and Tarrlok. I confronted him twice about you; Once in City Hall, and the other in the mountains. It just killed me not knowing if you were alright, or if you were dead, just…I care about you, Korra. I didn't care what Tarrlok was going to do to me. I was more worried about your safety than mine. Agni, I'm ranting… but I just couldn't stand you being hurt by some psycho. If I was forced to, I'll go through all the pain to make sure you're safe again, Korra."
A silence grows between them, and Mako just wants to be zapped into the Spirit World so he doesn't have to hear Korra's reaction to his statement. Korra's weight on the bed shifts, and Mako feels his cheeks grow hotter with embarrassment. Mako grumbles on the corner of the bed and almost stands up to leave, but a solid tug on his white t-shirt pulls him back down.
Mako's brows knit, wondering what Korra was playing at, but a pressure on his lips makes him forget everything.
Everything
Korra didn't know what overcame her. Maybe it was the fact that Mako confessed all his thoughts to her, or maybe it was just the heat of the moment, but whatever it was, the sensation was enough for the healing Avatar to kiss her best friend right on the spot.
Mako's strong arms involuntary wrap around the waterbender's tiny waist, deepening the kiss a little. Korra followed suit, and draped her hands on the back of Mako's neck and his shoulder. The whole kiss was tender and innocent, for both didn't want to ruin a momentous moment and no one wanted any wounds to re-open. Breaking apart after much needed air, the teenagers gaze at each other lovingly.
"What was that for?" Mako asked, gold eyes staring right at blue.
Korra smiled lightly, "I thought it was cute how worried you were about me."
The firebender rolls his eyes, "Yea, yea, whatever you say, Avatar." Mako swoops down to kiss her lightly on the lips again, "I don't mind doing it again, but there is a possibility I'll have a heart attack."
The girl laughs, "It's…okay to do this right?" She kisses him again and he returns it, "Asami won't get mad?"
Mako sighs heavily and Korra's face contorts into worry, "Asami and I broke up because of you, ya know?" Korra gasps, "We're still on friendly terms, though. She really pointed out something though."
"What?" Korra's voice a little concerned.
"She said that I love you," Mako shrugs nonchalantly and his honey irises dance with a little playfulness, "and I think she's right."
Korra's lips break out into a giant grin and she tackles the poor boy, showering him in kisses showing him she loves him, too. The young avatar just couldn't believe that the man she had been pinning over finally confessed his true feelings. Sure it took a kidnapping and a near death situation, but Korra's glad that Mako came to his senses; and she's rewarding him with all she got.
Mako isn't sure what happened next. It began with a little groan from Korra's aching muscles, which leads to the couple leaning backwards onto the bed. Their lips don't break their contact though. Korra's whole body rests beneath him, and Mako feels like the luckiest guy in both the human world and the Spirit World. The two continue their make out session, not going farther than light touching. Sprits, they sure weren't ready for that. It felt like they entered heaven or sort of like that, until the sound of a sliding door bursting open and loud screeching from two males halts their kisses.
Mako and Korra stared wide eyed at the doorway entrance. There stood Tenzin, face red-hot and his fists balled tightly into his robes. Next to him is his mother, Master Katara, a knowing smile on her wrinkled face. Mako's eyes seemed to be in trance with the other two guests next to Tenzin and the elderly woman he could only guess would be Master Katara. The two other guests were of Watertribe decent, a male and female. The female looked rather familiar to Mako…was it the shocked face? Her blue eyes? The firebender doesn't ponder, for the male next to her seems like he's almost about to explode. The man's strong chin and huge muscles is enough for Mako to run for the hills, but he's stuck from shock. Go figure.
"Mom! Dad! Master Katara! What brings you here?" Korra asked with enthusiasm, still below him.
Mom?
Dad?
Those two were Korra's parents? That's Korra's father?
Mako feels the glare of Korra's father boring into his skin… Okay, he's faced the dangerous streets in his youth, fought off goons in his pre-teen days, battled a psycho bloodbender that almost kills him and the Avatar, but nothing prepares Mako for meeting the very buff and protective father of his new girlfriend.
Next thing he knew, Mako's whole world turns very dark and confusing. Swarms of voices echo through his head.
"Mako! Mako! Master Katara, what happened?"
"I think he fainted, dear."
"What? Why? Mako, please wake up! You're crushing me!"
"Korra, who is this Mako fella?"
"He's my boyfriend, mom. He's also the one that rescued me."
Mako likes the sound of being Korra's boyfriend
"Your boyfriend? Huh, better kill him then."
"Dad!"
"What? I walk in expecting you to be sleeping, but I see you making out with this guy! I think I'll kill him."
"You pretty much scared him into the Spirit World, dad."
Mako hears Korra sigh in annoyance
"I swear Lover Boy, if you don't wake up soon…"
The voices in Mako's head suddenly vanish, and he finally gets the well deserve sleep he's been craving for.
Day 4- Korra's parents and Master Katara walk in on the couple making out…and Mako promptly passes out at the sight of Korra's father.
Holy Smokes, that was A LOT. I'm sorry for being so late. Life happened, ya know :P Also THE FINALE? MAKORRA MAKORRA MAKORRA.
I felt like I didn't do a great job on this chapter :/ It was all drabbles and randomness everywhere D: Sorry! But I felt like I had to include everyone that got involved in Korra's disappeance, so I just did.
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