I did terrible on this chapter. I seem to be going thru a strange type of block; most people, when going thru writers block, can't think of ideas. I on the other hand, think of TOO many ideas, but when i sit down and try to type them up, my phrasing makes me sound 6! Sorry if this is terrible :/

OH- i don't own LoK. Please dont sue me Bryke

Saying the car ride back to Mako and Korra's apartment was awkward would be an understatement. Korra and Mako sat in the front as Mako drove. Senna and Tonraq fell asleep as soon as the car moved, but Katara stayed awake.

Korra was trying to defuse the situation by filling the silence with endless stories of training sessions with Katara at the compound, or stories of adventures including Mako and Bolin. Katara laughed, but as soon as Korra stopped Katara's smile fell.

Mako was utterly confused, so he stayed quiet until their apartment building came in sight.

"We're here." Mako looked in the front mirror to see Katara's eyes boring into the back of his seat. Korra shook her parents awake and walked towards their building.

"Mako can you grab the bags again?" Mako nodded and walked towards the trunk, picking up their luggage.

Again, as he tried to grab the old waterbenders case, she took it from him and turned towards the building.

He sighed sharply and followed.

…

By the time Korra's parents and Katara were settled in, the sun was touching the horizon, signaling the end of the day. Senna and Tonraq leisurely walked into the couple's medium-sized kitchen, where Mako was making dinner.

Senna smiled to herself seeing her daughter's boyfriend actually taking care of her. Unlike that Howl character. Tonraq placed his hand on his wife's shoulder as they stood in the doorway.

"Do you need any help Mako?" Senna turned to see her daughter, a towel in her hair, walking toward the brooding young man. He turned, a smile on his face, and gave her a quick kiss.

"Nah, I got it." Korra rolled her eyes, reaching for a knife.

"Let me help Cool Guy." Mako gave her another quick kiss and pointed to a head of cabbage.

"Cut that up." Korra smiled, as did her parents before they walked back to their room.

…

"Dinner!" Korra yelled towards Katara and her parents' rooms. Her parents and Katara walked to the table and eyed the food; penguin, salad, five flavor soup, even fireflakes.

Mako was striving to impress.

The look on Senna and Tonraq's faces made it clear- they were impressed. KORRA was impressed- he didn't cook food like this often.

Mako sheepishly grinned. "So how is the food?"

Everyone but Katara smiled widely at him. Korra used her fork and moved the salad around the plate. She looked up and focused her eyes on Korra's. "Korra, do you eat like this often?"

Korra shook her head. "No, why?"

"Just wondering- what do you usually eat?"

Korra looked at Mako, who shrugged. "Um… Usually some noodles or leftovers."

Katara nodded, knowingly. For the first time during the trip, Katara turned and faced Mako.

He tensed up.

"Mako, do you cook often." Mako coughed slightly and started playing with his hair.

"Um yeah. Why?" Again, for the first time, Katara smiled at him. Him directly.

"You are a wonderful cook." This was the last thing she said to him before looking down again.

Whatever understanding the two shared was now over.

…

Once dinner was over and Korra's parents went off to bed, Mako started to clear the table. Korra smiled as she watched her boyfriend washed the dishes. Her smile fell as she noticed Katara watching him also, but with a different facial expression.

"Mako do you need help?"

"No-" He looked at the clock. "It's late. Go to bed, Avatar." He chuckled as he heard her sigh and stand.

She went over to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Come to bed early, okay?" With this, she left, leaving only Katara and Mako.

For maybe the third time that day, Mako's muscles tensed. With his back turned, he didn't notice Katara lightly chuckle. She shakily stood and made her way to the sink, where Mako had his hands wrist deep in soapy water.

She stood by him and aided in the cleanup, not uttering a word. Once the last plate was dried and put away, she spoke.

"You know, I never understood you."

Mako's eye twitched. She didn't UNDERSTAND ME? What's there to understand!

"The way Korra's notes sounded, it seemed like you were an indecisive player."

Mako twitched again, but spoke with a calm, level voice. "Indecisive player?"

Katara nodded. "She wrote to me every other week about how things were going during the Revolution. She mentioned meeting you and your brother and how she had quite a liking for you."

Mako smirked lightly as she continued.

"She also wrote about a raven-haired beauty named Asami and how she swept you off your feet-" Katara rolled her eyes at this comment, remembering a time at the beginning of her own marriage where the Avatar's Fangirls created a small jealously inside of the usually calm waterbender. Mako on the other hand, turned beet read and rubbed the back of his neck.

"She went on about ProBending and the Fire Ferrets, but she also told me of your kiss." She smirked before continuing. "She said it was pretty damn passionate, I may add."

The red stayed on Mako's face. "Master Katara, what are you trying to say?"

She sighed. "I just don't want her writing me more sad letters about how the person she loved decided to create a giant mess of things and she had to start fending for herself."

Mako finally understood why she was so cold to him- she didn't want Korra to be left alone again. Before he could answer or vogue for himself, Katara had strode to her room.

"I'm tired. We'll talk more in the morning." With that, the heavy door closed. A nervous Mako still stood in the kitchen.

More talking. No more talking please. He shook his head, trying to rid any thoughts of the times during the Revolution out of his head. He stalked to his room.

He quietly opened the door to his room and removed his shirt and pants, opting for something more comfortable to sleep in. He tried to keep quiet, believing Korra was already asleep.

"What did you and Master Katara talk about?" He didn't expect her to be asleep anyways. Mako silently sighed before crawling under to covers next to Korra.

"Stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

"The letters you wrote to her during your first year here." Korra nervously laughed.

"About that…" Mako placed his arms around the young woman and smirked in the dark.

"Apparently the kiss we had on top of the Bending Arena was passionate." Korra chuckled with him and snuggled in closer.

"I'm not gonna lie- it was one of the best kisses I've ever had. Made number two on my best kisses list."

"What was number one?" Korra smiled, though her boyfriend couldn't see it.

"The kiss we had outside the compound after we took Amon down. When you told me you loved me." Mako smiled and turned to her.

"I still love you."

She smirked. "I know."

He gave her a light kiss before shutting his eyes and lying down. Korra followed in example and in no time they were asleep in each other's arms.

Katara needed to use the bathroom, and accidently heard the entire conversation. She smiled to herself and continued to her room.

Thank's to anyone who's reviewed so far; love youu! I'm still really sorry if this was bad...

~~Shelly~~