The walk back to his room was painfully awkward. He just kissed her. Not just any girl, the Avatar. Not only was she the avatar, she had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend. He deserved every bit of that punch. Didn't mean it didn't hurt though.
Mako rubbed his bleeding nose. "Dammit," he muttered as he cracked his door open. To his surprise, he saw Asami sitting on his bed. She wasn't wearing any shoes. She had taken down her hair as well.
"There you are. I've been waiting for awhile," Asami smirked, her eyes half open. She twirled her finger in her hair and her dress was lowered slightly, revealing more cleavage than what would be acceptable outside. Mako gulped.
"A-Asami…i-isn't it a little late?" Mako stuttered. Now was definitely not the time for this. As if he didn't feel guilty enough for kissing another woman.
Before Mako could react, Asami had stood up and tugged on Mako's scarf. She began leading him over to the bed like a dog on a leash.
"Asami," Mako choked out hoarsely. "I'm not sure if now's the time."
Asami pushed Mako down onto the bed and leaned into him. "What do you mean?" she asked as she leaned in to gently press her lips against Mako's.
"Howl's just next door," Mako said, trying to come up with an excuse. It didn't stop Asami's advances.
"Come on Mako. Loosen up," she smirked.
"What if Korra walks in?"
That stopped her. Mako mentally slapped himself. How stupid could he be!? He should've said Bolin instead of Korra. Way to go Mako.
"Korra? Really, Mako?" Asami said, her hands crossed against her chest. "You were watching Korra the entire date. I am really starting to get suspicious Mako. I like Korra. I really do. But, this! This is getting ridiculous."
Mako was taken aback by Asami's sudden outburst. Mako shrugged. How the hell was he suppose to respond to this. It would be way to obvious if he replied with 'no I don't have any feelings other than friendship for Korra.' One would have to be blind not to see the feelings Mako clearly held for Korra. All this time he was trying to deny it. It was just friendship. That's what he always told himself anyways. Something about the realization relieved him.
Unfortunately, the realization that his angry girlfriend was towering over him quickly dampened his relied.
"Whatever, Mako. I don't want to talk to you right now," Asami said as she pulled her dress up and stormed out of his room. Mako sat up and sighed. After the arena had burned down he didn't think life could get anymore complicated.
"Girls," he muttered to himself. He would never understand their motivations. He would be the one to find two girls. He knew how they both felt about him. He just wished things weren't so complex. He liked Korra and Korra liked him. Why wouldn't it just work out that way? Oh, that's right, because he liked his girlfriend, if that's even what she is right now, and Korra had an almost boyfriend.
Korra touched her fingers to her lips. Did Mako really just kiss her and did she really just kiss him back? This whole ordeal was getting old. Korra had very strong feelings for Mako. He knew that. "I think we were meant for eachother,' she had said. She held her hand to her face and groaned. She actually said that.
To make things even more complicated, she had feelings for another. Howl. Howl had been her best friend for as long as she could remember so surely she thought of him as more than a friend right? Or was that just the feeling of having a best friend. Perhaps she wasn't very good at distinguishing her own feelings. How she felt around friends, best friends, and crushes were more different than she had thought. When she was around Bolin and Asami she felt happy, but nothing to extreme. When she was around Howl, she felt an incredible amount of joy. She smiled almost every time she saw him. But Mako, well, he was different. When she saw him she didn't smile. She blushed at the thought of him. Every time his name was mentioned she would blush and would feel a weird fluttering sensation in her gut. She thought for awhile it was just his presence stressing her out. But, this time, Korra had realized something. Mako was the one she loved, not Howl. Wow, love. It was such a foreign word. The only people she ever said the word to were her parents and Katara, whom she felt was like a grandmother to her. She shifted at her newfound realization.
Korra climbed onto her bed. She put her arms behind her head and sighed. "Boys."
Things were to complicated for the young Avatar. Not only did she have to battle the equalists and Amon, she had to battle her own feelings. She wasn't too fond of being a hormonal seventeen year old girl. It would just have to get better and hopefully soon.