I'm tired.
Day #20: Tremble
Characters: Mako & Korra
Setting: Post Endgame
7/25/12
Sometimes at night he would awaken to her shaking in his arms, a pained look on her face. She never woke up, but she didn't have to, he knew what was giving her nightmares. He would wrap his arms tightly around her waist and press his lips to her shoulder sharing his warmth with her until her nightmares of Amon faded away.
Her eyes would move rapidly underneath her lids, a cold sweat breaking on her forehead. Sometimes she would make pathetic little noises, like a mewing kitten, that she would never let escape her lips while she was awake.
A sleeping Korra was like a completely different person, and Mako enjoyed watching the worry melt away from her face, all of her fire extinguished and she was peaceful. There was no pressure, and her temper was shut off until the morning when Tenzin would berate her for sleeping in Mako's room on the boy's side of the island.
Seeing a sleeping Korra was one of Mako's favorite things, he loved to watch her be at peace, and on the nights she wasn't it disturbed him. He wished he could take her pain away, but there was nothing he could do. The first time it happened, he had woken her up.
She had lashed out surprised and her fist had connected with his face, leaving a large bruise. She had healed it on the spot, before sinking back into sleep, but the next morning she had told him to never wake her up, that whatever she was happening she would handle it.
She was determined to do things on her own, like a toddler. And while it annoyed Mako to no end, he complied with her wishes and let her sleep wrapping his arms tightly around her.
The nights where she trembled in his arms were far and few between, but he still despised them.
I took a five hour nap today, and I'm still barely able to keep my eyes open. God damn, can I go back to when I was five and didn't have to work everyday?
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