A/N: I had even more trouble coming up with something that had to do with mythology... I tried so hard.
Mythology
"For love is the desire of the whole, and the pursuit of the whole is called love."
- Plato's Symposium
He'd heard stories of souls split in half by the gods, destined to wander endlessly in search of the piece that will make them whole. He'd heard these stories, but never once did he believe in them. Not once…
Until he saw her.
"Uh… I was just looking for a bathroom and I got lost," she'd said, and admittedly, she never was a very good liar.
"Ah! The old I had to pee excuse!" Toza said, jabbing a finger at her accusingly, and Bolin quickly thought of what to say to get her out of that mess so he could get her name, her number, anything to make certain he'd see her again. "You know, I'm sick and tired of you kids sneaking in without paying!" Toza exclaimed, and Bolin entered just as the gym manager threatened to take her to security.
"No! Wait–!" she cried.
"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She'd turned to him as he approached and whoa didn't she just have the bluest eyes.
Years later, he lies beside her in their bed, in their home, under the same roof as the family they'd created together, and he thinks back on that moment when she came into his life, when he knew everything would change because she was there.
Finally.
And even though he'd never really believed, he'd known he wouldn't have to be looking for his missing piece any longer.