I'm writing this at 1:00 Am so if it sucks i'm blaming my tirdness :3 I will honestly say this is the fluffiest chapter i've written for this story so far.

Mako's Eyebrows are SEXSAY. But i dont own them.

Mako awoke to the sound of the front door slamming shut and laughter. The deep, throaty laughter was obviously Tonraq, the light, airy laughter Senna. But the most prominent sound was his girlfriend's laughter. It was the perfect mix of both.

Mako sat up and ran a gloved hand through his hair just as Korra made her way to the couch he was resting on. Seeing that he was indeed awake, her eyes lit up.

She walked just a bit faster, seeing his arms open just the slightest bit, inviting her in. She embraced him, giving the groggy firebender a quick kiss and stayed in his embrace.

He was now pushed to the corner of the couch, his legs spread enough for Korra to have room to sit. His pale, toned arms snaked around the Avatar's middle, fingers lacing together in her front.

Korra's parents sat silently on the other couch and watched. Tonraq could easily handle Mako- he was a good kid. Korra's father tolerated hugs and kisses and embraces that lasted too long, but when Mako held her like that, Tonraq had enough.

He cleared his throat rather loud, pulling the Avatar and her boyfriend out of their little world. Both turned as red as humanly possible.

Korra loosened Mako's grip on her and shifted to be seated next to him instead of basically in his lap.

Mako coughed, embarrassed. "So did you guys have fun?"

Korra nodded happily. "I took them to the park, and the Sato factory where Asami gave them a grand tour, and the Avatar Aang Memorial Island."

Mako smiled a small smile and clapped his hands together. "Well that means you're probably hungry. Let me get dinner started." He began to stand when a hand on his chest pushed him back down. Standing over him was Korra, a smirk on her face.

"Nope. I'm cooking tonight." Mako grinned and stood anyways.

"I'll help you."

"But-"

Mako held a finger to her lips and smirked. "No. I'm helping. Let's go."

Korra sighed and grabbed his wrist, dragging him into the kitchen. She popped her head into the sitting room doorway.

"You guys should go get some rest. Food should be ready in an hour."

Senna and Tonraq smiled and walked to their room.

Korra set some water on the stove for the meal when some familiar arms made their way around her waist again. She smirked, spicing the water and setting it on a boil. Mako placed his head in the crook of Korra's neck and smiled to himself.

Korra felt the muscles in his face tense and smiled as well.

"What are you so smiley about City Boy?" Mako picked his head off her shoulder.

"I was talking to Master Katara today." Korra's smile fell for a moment. She hobbled to the chopping block and began to cut up the duck.

"What did you guys talk about?"

"You."

"What about me?"

"You and Howl's relationship." Korra stopped her knife in mid-swing and set it down. She turned so she was facing Mako, who was still clutching her hips.

"What about or relationship?"

Mako smiled and gave her a small kiss on the forehead. Then on both cheeks. The corners of her mouth, eventually giving her a full on kiss, lingering there.

Pulling back, he noticed the look of utter confusion on her face. "What was that for?"

Mako pulled her in for a small hug. His mouth millimeters from her ear, he whispered "I would never cheat on you."

Korra's eyes widened and narrowed just as quickly. Katara.

Mako nodded, as if reading her thoughts. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"What else did she tell you?"

Mako broke their embrace and walked to their cupboards in search of a spice. Opening one of the cupboards, he answered Korra's question.

"Just how you guys met and all that jazz."

Korra could tell when her boyfriend was lying- his back would tense, he would do anything besides look at her and his voice would go up an octave. She smirked and moved so she was in front of him again.

"You're lying." He sighed.

"Okay but only partially lying- she told me that and some other stuff too."

"Like what, Mako!"

He smirked and brought his face inches from hers. "What some of your notes said."

Her eyebrows knit together in confusion.

He rolled his eyes and waggled his eyebrows. "Apparently I have sexy eyebrows."

Her face flushed as she tried to create some distance between them. Mako laughed and grabbed her wrist and pulling her against him.

"Why do you tell your old master things like this but won't say it to my face?" He murmured quietly.

Korra rolled her shining eyes. "Mako you have the sexiest eyebrows I've ever seen."

Mako grinned. "That's more like it. Keep 'em coming."

Korra stuck her tongue out but did as he said. "Your hair is adorable, you're hot when you're mad, the look you make when you're frazzled turns me on, and your duck is on fire."

Mako was enjoying the run of compliments until the last comment. "Shit!"

Mako's face made him look frazzled until he turned and saw the duck; Completely fine. He turned to his girlfriend who was laughing so hard tears were streaming out of her eyes.

He narrowed his eyes. "It wasn't funny."

Korra wiped the tears off her cheeks. "Yeah, it was. You looked so frazzled."

Mako smirked and leaned against the counter. "So this mean's you're turned on?"

Korra winked. "Keep the expression on through dinner and find out Hotman." She rummaged through the ice chest, finding vegetables and began to cut them.

"Mako?" Korra called. Mako turned his attention from the duck he was seasoning to his girlfriend, who was leaning against the counter.

"Yes?"

Korra casually set down the knife and made her way to Mako. "I told you all that stuff- your turn."

Mako smirked. "My pleasure." He pondered for a moment and snapped his fingers. "You moaning my name in your sleep is pretty damn adorable, your cooking is terrible but I love it anyways, you look extremely sexy when you leave your hair down and when you pout the way you do it makes me want to do anything to make you happy. Is that good enough for you?"

Korra winked in reply. "I'll be right back- I need to use to bathroom."

Mako rolled his eyes at the lame excuse but turned his attention back to the meat.

Korra stalked to Katara's room, barging in. She found Katara seated on her bed with a notebook in her lap. The older woman looked up at her and smiled. She patted the spot on the bed next to her.

Korra moved to the bed, the scowl she wore before fading as she saw what was on Katara's lap.

"Katara, are those Aang's old journals?"

Katara nodded, laughing at what was in the old notebook. Korra was intrigued to know what was in the worn book, but shook her head.

"Katara what did you tell Mako today?"

Katara, still looking in the books, replied. "The truth."

"So telling Mako about my failed relationship with Howl is 'the truth'?"

"Yup."

Korra put her face in her hands. "Why would you do this to me?"

Katara chuckled at the scene in front of her.

"Now Mako won't make the same mistake as Howl did."

"HE WAS NEVER GOING TO CHEAT ON ME!"

"Not anymore."

Korra clutched her hair in her fists and groaned. Katara laughed loudly. She placed a wrinkled hand on Korra's smooth shoulder.

"I was just looking out for you Korra. Do you remember how upset you were when you and Howl called it quits?"

Korra nodded, her head still in her hands.

Katara continued. "I just don't want that to happen to you again."

Korra lifted her head. "But Mako isn't like that- I just don't understand why you don't like him."

"Korra, when's dinner? I'm hungry." Katara asked over her back, walking towards the door.

I'll get it out of you if it's the last thing I do Katara!

This is the second to last chapter, so there is one more. Will Katara finally accept Mako and give up her little idea that he's a playboy? uno mas chapter and then you can find out :)

I'm tired so no witty comment about how comments are my drug or whatever. Reviews are loved

~~Shelly~~