Asami’s inquiry threw him off guard. He knows that his relationship with Asami after the fallout of their relationship isn’t as great as he hoped it to be. Still, he didn’t expect the non-bender to make a general question be so specific. Rather than questioning his general reasons on why he left Asami for Korra, the young Sato specifies it to a question where he can’t really defend himself. The question itself irritated him. Did she really think that he only loved her because she was rich? That all of those affections and gestures of endearment were nothing more, but an act?
Mako wanted to laugh out loud. Though he acknowledges the fact that she’s angry at him, she still didn’t have to go to the point where she basically calls his act of devotion as lies. The fire bender thought that Asami knew him better. That she knows how hard it is for him to show how he cares for people because of this stoic front that he has mastered over the years. That she also knows that when he cares for someone, he really cares for that person because he knows how it feels like to lose a loved one.
As much as possible, Mako didn’t want to argue because he still felt responsible for the angered state that Asami is in. With a sigh, the adolescent endeavored to calm down his accumulating aggravation. “I didn’t love you because of material things, like money. I loved you because you’re this amazing girl who cared for me.”
Though he never really voiced how much he appreciated the non-bender, Mako made sure that he at least expressed it through his actions. “Granted that I was enchanted with your beauty during our first meeting, our relationship wouldn’t have lasted as long if I didn’t care for you. As for the money, not once did I ask for you to help me financially. You offered and I accepted for the sake of my brother.”
The fire bender’s statement sounded harsher than how he intended it to be, but he wanted to get it across that he didn’t love her because of her money. He loved her because she’s this down to earth girl who didn’t act like a spoiled rich girl. She treated him like they were in equal status despite him being in the lower class. Asami Sato – she was a queen before his eyes while he kneeled on the ground as her servant.
“What is being an Avatar? It’s nothing but a nickname given to people who can bend all the four elements. Love can’t be defined by a nickname. I love Korra, just Korra. I don’t care if people view her as the Avatar because to me, she’s just Korra. She’s just the obnoxious, loud, and hard headed Korra that we all know.” Was his explanation evident enough for her to understand? In some aspect his response might’ve been too direct, but when it comes to proving his love for Korra, he’ll explain it without faltering.
After explaining, Mako fell into a silence. Amber eyes gazed at the non-bender in hopes of letting her know the sincerity behind his confessions. That after this confrontation, maybe they’d go back to the way how things used to be. The fire bender wouldn’t mind being friends again.






![((Dedicate this to water-tribe-korra because of reasons))
The day was exhausting and he needed rest. By rest, he meant affection from his loving girlfriend.
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Korra always knew how to ebb away all of his stress, all of his worries. A grin etched from his stoic face with just the thought of Korra giving him the love that he’s been yearning. The fire bender’s stride somehow became faster whist the anticipation of seeing the young avatar boiled in his stomach.
Briskly, he stopped when he noticed the familiar girl that passed by him. That sun kissed tan looked too familiar to go unnoticed by his amber eyes. Almost immediately, he turned with bewilderment evidently seen through his eyes. “Korra?” He noted her stiffening at the spot. Yeah, it’s her. The panicked girl reluctantly turned to face him and he noticed the fancy clothing and make up that she wore. Spirits, even her hair was down! His brows suddenly furrowed as inquiries flooded his mind.
“Hey…” Her response sounded off and she wore this lopsided smile that piqued him. Why does she look like a child that’s been caught stealing a cookie in a cookie jar? The fire bender grew more curious with her foreign greet. “Where are you going?” He didn’t mention the whole, why in the world are you wearing that?
What was Korra to say? That she wanted to go to do some avatar duty? If she responded with that, he would probably wonder why she didn’t ask him to go with her. Korra couldn’t simply ask him that absurd request when she knows for a fact that he’s always tired whenever he comes home. No, she didn’t want to be selfish. The young avatar required to do this alone, without burdening the fire bender who is single handingly providing for her and Bolin. The look on his face made her feel apprehensive. There were only two explanations to why he expressed that expression. One was jealousy and two was confusion. She had almost wanted to laugh with the thought of him being jealous. Somehow choosing the latter would be the safest.
“Well?” He suddenly grew impatient with her. Why wasn’t she answering him? There were many pessimistic thoughts running through his mind. Has she finally found someone who could satisfy her more than he can? Did she find someone who could provide more things to her? The thoughts saddened him because he knew that there are hundreds of men out there who can provide for her better than he could. Mako trusts her however, day by day insecurities was engulfing him and he just …didn’t know what to do anymore. The consideration of her ever leaving him somehow pained his heart. The fire bender didn’t want that…He would never want that to happen. He had planned for them to get married some day and have a house full of kids. The deliberation of it just being a ‘could’ve been and would’ve been’ made it hard for him to breathe.
Sighing, Korra found no use trying to hide anymore. The cat is out of the bag so might as well tell him everything. “There’s some meeting that I have to attend to…and I didn’t want to burden you.” Her confession caused his heart swell up with relief and admiration. She could never be a burden to him. “You’re always so tired and I didn’t want to bother you.” The young avatar fidgeted from her spot and he found her virtuous expression rather endearing. How can she be so charming and seductive at the same time? Those expressions should be a crime. With a sigh, he sauntered his way to her before trapping her between his arms. “Sometimes you can be so cute that I just want to eat you….”
Heat emitted from Korra’s cheeks. It wouldn’t be the first time that she’s heard him say that but she still felt embarrassed. Why did she ever doubt Mako? The young avatar nuzzled her head on his chest, still unable to accept the fact that he’s a head taller than her. “Why don’t you just ditch the meeting and stay with me?” Softly, Mako whispered in her ear before gingerly giving her a peck on her nape. A sly smirk printed across his lips, thinking that he had successfully teased her. Her sudden kiss for a reply caught him off guard. “I’ll take you on that offer, city boy.” Korra wittily replied leaving Mako speechless.
He can never win when it comes to teasing, but somehow, he’s ok with that.
((I had the sudden urge to make a drabble//oneshot with this. I’ve been wanting to see a playful Mako and I don’t know why but playful banters like these remind me of water-tribe-korra. So I guess I dedicate this to her LOL.
P.S I made this at 3 in the morning so if it’s crap then I’m sorry but I regret nothing.))](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6desySLbt1rwf9n3o1_500.png)
