Genre: Humor/Friendship

Rating: K

Pairing(s):Implied Makorra

Summary: Prompt: Asami and Bolin's friendship.

Bolin wandered past the library at Air Temple Island and stopped when he saw a familiar dark head of curls bent over one of the tables. He coughed awkwardly before making his way inside. "Uh, Asami, what are you doing hiding out in here?"

He felt a little guilty, thinking it might have been his fault. After all, the whole island must have heard the blow-up over the way Mako hadn't been able to leave Korra's side for more than a few seconds.

Bolin hadn't meant to spill the beans, but now he'd fix it all!

"Oh, Bolin," Her smile was a bit forced as she turned to look at the earthbender boy, and she quickly closed her book and coughed, hiding it behind her arm. "I was reading!" She gave a nervous laugh and her green eyes looked almost…guilty.

"Just reading?" He asked as he tried to crane to see this seemingly important book. Who read books anymore? At least, Bolin didn't believe in reading books, not when you could go live life!

Asami licked her lips before sputtering, "And hiding from Meelo. He's adorable and everything, but I'm kind of scared he'll….he'll steal my hair!" And every time he came near her all she could picture was the little airbender boy with her luscious locks flowing from his misshapen head.

The very thought made her shudder and grab a lock protectively as Bolin's fingers reached out for her hair. "Um, what are you doing?" She asked as she craned her head away and tried to bat his hand off with her own.

"I just," he couldn't hold back his laughter as he picked up a bunch of her hair and leaned over to lay it on his head. "I just keep picturing Meelo with your hair, and it's-it's hilarious! Are you sure you don't want to donate your hair to a good cause?"

Bolin didn't know that girls cared a lot about hair. He didn't think that chopping it off for a joke was that big of a deal. It'd grow back, after all, but Asami gasp of outrage was enough of a hint. "Or-or not! You know, maybe we can-we can get him a mop! Yeah, a mop…"

He carefully edged back from the desk and tried not to run out of the room in fright. Girls were scary. Very scary.

"Get him a mop," Asami said dryly as she moved her arm, knocking the book she was reading onto the group. Her cheeks flamed when Bolin reached for it, and she almost knocked him down in an attempt to get to it before he could see the title.

But of course, it was much too late…

"WHY ARE YOU READING THIS?" Bolin demanded as he picked up the book and then threw it across the room when he realized what it was. "Asami-I-Are-What!?"

She buried her face in her hands, trying to laugh it off as she felt her cheeks turned a deeper and deeper pink. "Yeah, well, I just-I was lonely."

"So you were reading Fifty Shades of Honor?" Bolin shouted loud enough to draw attention from the whole corridor.

"Hush!" Asami grabbed his lapels and pulled him to her, smacking her hand against his mouth. "I like romance novels. And-And the Fire Lord is sexy!"

Bolin didn't know what to say to that.

Yes, he decided, girls were very, very scary.