A/N: Here's some Borra fluff to brighten your day! Haha, this was not what I intended, but I think I like it!

I've made a reference to Tiny21Dancer's drabble, Reveal. I hope she doesn't mind.

I always felt like Bolin had skills with sewing. I mean, what are those circus outfits he and Pabu are wearing in episode 3? I know for damn sure he didn't buy those.

Rated: K

Day 28 - Future

"I'm just not sure, Pabu…"

Bolin gives a discouraged sigh as he studies his work from all angles, certain that there's something that can be improved. The fire ferret gives an investigative sniff of the object, yet provides no helpful insight. It's not the worst of Bolin's creations, but he's concerned about the unavoidable imperfections of his handmade crafts. And this demands nothing less than absolute perfection.

"Bo…? You back here?" Korra calls.

Bolin scrambles to hide the evidence of his latest project in a desk drawer, as it's not intended for Korra's eyes just yet. "Y-yeah! In here!"

"Oh, good. Found you," she says, panting slightly as she enters Bolin's tight work space. Despite being nine months pregnant, Korra maneuvers with ease around a table disguised as a heap of fabric scraps. The "office", as he likes to call it, is where Bolin spends his free time creating outfits for Pabu's sideshow performances. He's even made a dress for Korra – something she could wear once her own clothes began to feel snug, and then didn't fit anymore with her expanding baby belly. The dress received many weeks of use until it, too, eventually grew too tight.

Recently, Bolin has spent extra time holed away in his office while Korra, overwhelmed with uncontrollable urges to clean, prepared for the arrival of their newborn. He's pretty sure the house was thoroughly disinfected the first dozen times she gave it the onceover, but that hasn't stopped her from tidying up every few days. And every attempt he's made to encourage her to take a break from the relentless cleaning and rearranging of furniture, lest she injure herself in such a delicate state, failed miserably.

"I'm pregnant, Bo! Not an invalid!" she'd argue.

So he's learned to just stay out of her way.

Bolin smiles at the sight of his heavily pregnant wife, and by the look of her – ponytail hanging loosely at the nape of her neck and wispy hairs sticking out in every direction – she's been at it again. He'll doubtlessly be stubbing a few toes and bruising a few knees on his way to bed tonight.

"Hey, babe. How are you feeling?" he asks as she settles her mass into his lap. He gives a slight grunt at the extra weight, but happily receives a kiss and hugs her round form, gently cradling her massive belly in his callused hands.

"Tired," she sighs. "Thought I'd take a break."

"Good, good," he says, pleased. "You shouldn't push yourself."

Korra breathes heavily and hooks her arms around him, tucking her face against his neck. "I've been rushing to get things done. I just want to be ready. It's going to be any day now…" she says softly, and Bolin thinks he detects a hint of nervousness in her tone.

"Are you scared?"

She tightens her arms around him. "No…" she says, but he can feel it in the tension of her muscles that she's lying. Bolin rubs gentle circles into her back in an attempt to loosen her up, to be open and honest with him. After all these years, she still has a hard time showing her true feelings, showing weakness.

Aside from the day they learned of her pregnancy, and the following days it took to adjust to the idea, Bolin has never known Korra to be unsure of her decision to start a family. Could it be she fears their time alone is ending? Nerves before the greatest change of their lives?

Truthfully, Bolin has been hurrying as well, hard at work preparing for the future that's descending upon him faster than he can blink. You'd think seven months would be enough time to prepare, but it isn't. He's not sure seven years would be enough for the tomorrow that's just days, maybe even hours, away from becoming today.

But what does it matter when he's got Korra at his side?

"I'm scared," he admits. "If that makes you feel any better."

Surprised ocean blue eyes find his. "Y-you are?"

"Oh, yeah!" he says, grinning. "Absolutely terrified!"

"B-but you never said anything to me…?"

Bolin cups her face in his giant hands and says, "That's because I know we can do this. We're a team, Korra. We're ready."

Despite her will, Korra's eyes fill with tears. "I don't feel ready," she whispers brokenly.

Bolin thumbs away the tears on her cheeks, doing all he can to comfort her. "You are," he says. "I know it."

Korra continues to cry, hugging him tightly around the middle. It always makes Bolin a little nervous when Korra cries because it happens so rarely. He finds himself searching desperately for things to distract her, something to ease her worry.

"I've got something for you," he blurts out.

"W-what ?" she sniffles.

He never likes to reveal incomplete projects; they always stay hidden away until he's had a chance to put the finishing touches on them. But he can't bear to see Korra distressed. He's going to have to show her now.

"Well, it's actually for the baby," he explains as he drags open a drawer by his knees and pulls out a box which he hands to Korra.

"What is it?"

Bolin wordlessly instructs her to open it, and with shaky hands she lifts the lid. Inside Korra finds a stuffed toy, one that looks suspiciously similar to a certain fire ferret she knows.

"You… you made this, didn't you?" she asks without needing to know the answer. His work shows in the love and care evident in every stitch and seam of the stuffed toy. Korra holds the fire ferret in her hands and gives it a gentle squeeze. Its plush material is like velvet against her palms, perfect for snuggling up against the tender softness of a baby's skin.

Bolin gives a warm smile and sweeps the bangs away from her eyes. "Well, while you were obsessively attacking the house with a toothbrush, I found a way to keep myself busy."

Korra gives a choked laugh, her eyes blurring once more as her fingers run over the soft, huggable body of the stuffed animal. "It's beautiful, Bo. Thank you."

Bolin is content to hold her for a while and discuss names and plans for their baby-to-be. Happiness surely awaits them when that day finally comes.

But he and Korra expect nothing less.