You Kissed Me Back

a/n: this is a stand alone shot. consider this shot to be set post-amon's tragic 'disappearance', and the Korra/Mako business has officially begun production. isn't that great? i'm craving fluff. did i do it correctly? i don't think so. i'm not getting the hang of this vignette thing; they're supposed to be short, but I can't seem to stop writing at the appropriate time. ._. reviews are love!

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Vignette 7: Ardor

Early mornings at the Air Temple was one of the reasons why Mako liked staying over so much. In Republic City, it was always nice to watch the sun reflect off tall majestic buildings and shine light on the early morning citizens rummaging through the market streets. But on the island, the only thing the light touched in the early morning where the sharp leaves of the tree, and the light itself seemed to magnify itself ten times so that the front of the building was coating in a reflective green glow.

He liked it especially when he could see the sunlight crawl onto the bed and streak itself across his girlfriend's tan hips and thighs. It was one of the most beautiful things he had delighted in witnessing.

However, when he woke up this morning in Korra's bed, he found himself alone.

Confused, and stumbling, he was technically only half dressed when he walked dazedly through the front fields of the Air Temple to the surrounding mountain peaks. There, in the glow of an early sun, sat Korra in her meditation form, with his back to him. He paused in his stride to observe the wind gales tousle her ponytail and ruffle her clothes. Something exploded in his heart, and he decided it would be best if she could meditate in peace.

"Mako," Korra called to him, not turning around but somehow effectively managing to stop his foot from lifting itself off the ground.

He blinked owlishly. "Uh, good morning, Korra."

"Good morning." She returned, still not adjusting herself. An awkward silence that began to settle itself between them had confirmed to Mako that he should leave her to her training. As another breeze picked up, he tried again to escape.

"Hey, first you interrupt me during my peace and now you leave without speaking? How rude." Korra said, filling tilting her head around, she smiled at him gently.

Slowly, he returned the smile. "I wasn't sure if..."

"Don't worry about it. Come, sit with me."

Mako looked around awkwardly. The dew on the grass probably would wet his clothes, and he had never actually tried to meditate before, but the way Korra's eyes sparkled, enhanced by the sun only successfully helped tangled Mako's thoughts up. His feet moved on his own to where she sat, and awkwardly, he sat and tried to cross his long legs over themselves. His face heated.

She giggled. "Who knew there was something you weren't so perfect at? Here, let me help." Carefully, she scooted closer to where he sat and wrapped her legs around either side of him, lifting her bottom so that she could effectively sit on his wrapped lap.

Inches away from her face, he met her gaze with a deep admiration. "I'm not sure this is what Tenzin had in mind when he encouraged you to meditate," he said, careful to brush his lips against hers but without yet kissing.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, wasting no time in eagerly placing kisses on either corner of his small mouth. "Hey, everyone's got to find their center somewhere, right?"

He smiled.


oh jeez. i hope it isn't bad. please review? thanks!