"Oops" Mako picks himself up off of the floor and lends his hand to Korra. She glares at him. "I guess I was a little too aggressive."
Her expression softens. "Maybe a little… though I can't say I minded all too much." She takes his hand and clumsily gets to her feet. They hold hands and smile at each other for a moment, but only a moment.
"MAKO!" Bolin's voice booms from the floor beneath them.
"Oh… Spirits…" Mako emits. Quickly grabbing Korra's shirt from at his feet and chucking it at her. "Hurry!"
"I told you that I heard something earlier." Korra throws on her shirt and readjusts her pelt. She jumps to the mirror to fix her ponytails as Mako tears through his closet for something decent to wear. They hear Bolin's heavy footsteps on the stairs.
"Korra…!" Mako pulls a clean undershirt over his head and finds a shirt and jacket to wear.
She now looks good as new and slides across the wooden floor to where the door is, just as Mako finishes off his ensemble with his signature scarf. Korra looks back to him and he smiles in approval, and in excitement.
Korra opens the door.
Bolin just gawks at her for a moment, arm raised at a right angle, poised and ready to knock.
"Hi Bolin! Sorry, Mako was just getting ready," she can't help but smirk slightly.
Bolin straightens up and drops his arm. He glares at her for a moment before turning his scolding eyes to Mako. "Nice hair Mako…"
Mako's hand instinctively flies to his head and he can feel that it's disheveled. He frowns. They've been caught. "I'm sorry Bolin."
"Sorry, you're sorry!" Bolin scolds in hushed tones. "Keiki is right downstairs and you're up here messing around!" He shakes his head and glances at Korra for a moment before turning back to his brother. "Clean yourself up and get down there, and please come up with a better excuse." He sighs and turns to the door, then looks back at Mako one more time. "Guys, please, I really like this girl… I've got a good feeling… there's something… special about her." He glides down the stairs and out of sight.
Korra blinks for a second, just standing in place. Mako has sat himself in front of the mirror and is fixing his hair.
It's silent in the room until she joins him at his side, then he finally speaks. "I can't believe we did that."
Korra smiles until she sees his face is serious and sullen. "I'm sorry…"
"No," Mako straightens, "This is my fault, I should have stopped. I should have been more persistent about getting ready. I should have…" He stops when Korra surrounds him in a hug.
"I'm sorry."
"Me too… but we need to do this now." He turns around and hugs her. "We need to not screw this up for Bolin. Keiki's important to him…"
Korra accepts his hug and enjoys it for a moment, until... Wait a minute… "Who's Keiki?"
Sorry, okay, I know this chapter is even shorter... yet it kinda drags... but I just needed to get through this so i could get onto the next chapter...
But yea... *hides*
