Korra sighed, leaning her head against Mako's shoulder as they watched the reflection of the spirit portal across Yue Bay.
Was it really a year ago that she'd done all this? That they'd done all this? That she'd been contemplating this view with someone else?
Republic City now sprawls around the bay, like a lazy cat. Many of the buildings have been rebuilt, those that were still standing at least. New construction, some of it half-finished, rings the outskirts of the city. Thankfully, there are no new statues of her. One was enough.
Mako squeezed the hand cradled between both of his. All but the worst of the scar, the places where the worst burns had been, is faded now. Nothing like the feathery marks that marred the skin in the weeks after they took down Kuvira.
If you had asked her a year ago if she would be sitting here with him like this, she would have told you that they'd drifted apart. Now…well, she didn't want to imagine her life any other way. She knew exactly how much the idea of that future scared her. Nearly losing someone twice could do that to you. To her, Mako had always seemed indestructible to her. This person she'd always envisioned being there, no matter where life took her. No matter what curves life threw their way, she'd believe he'd always be there.
She knew better now. These moments were precious to her in a way they hadn't been when they were teens. Oh, she'd loved him then, but they'd never thought of more than the day to day then.
Now, they were thinking about the future. Their future.
"Want to tell me what's on your mind?" Mako asked, the hard line of his cheekbone pressing against the crown of her head.
Korra sighed. "That this is the perfect time for a wedding."
"Oh really," Mako said. He hooked a finger under her chin, tilting her face up and kissing her. "What makes you say that?"
"It's been more than a year since we took down the Colossus," she said. "I think that deserves a celebration."
"Guess it's a good thing we're getting married tomorrow then," he whispered.
Korra's eyes flicked up to the sky, where the moon was starting to descend. "Actually, I think we're getting married today."
Mako laughed. "I should probably go get some sleep then."
"Probably. It'd be a shame to have the groom fall asleep during the ceremony." She kissed him again softly. She knew it wouldn't always be this easy, but this last year had taught her to believe in them like she never had before. No matter the challenge, she believed they'd always come out stronger on the other side.
So, we haven't actually gotten to the point in A Hundred Ways were I talk about how Mako and Korra decided to get back together, but it's coming, I promise. Just hang in there. The two moments that she almost lost him refers to when he nearly died in the Colossus (which, in my headcanon, he hid from and she had to find it out from...other sources-still deciding on what those sources are) and another instance in what will end up being chapter 29 in A Hundred Ways. Again, I will be getting to those soon, but I'm focusing more on my Makorra week and Mako Appreciation Weekend fics for now.