Mako sets the girls' (hearts) on fire (fire_ferret) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-05-29 18:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, avatar korra, mako |
Who: Mako and Korra
What: Talking, showing off fire
When: Mid may
Where: Mako’s place
Rating/Warnings: Low
Status: Complete
Korra hadn’t seen Mako for what seemed like forever. In reality, it had been little more than a week since she’d last spoken to him. The two of them were so bad at being together -- they seemed to fight and stay apart more than anything. For some reason unknown to all of humanity, it seemed to work for them.
She had contacted him earlier in the night, apologizing for what she’d said about Disneyland. She was uncomfortable with accepting help from people -- especially monetary. If Korra was anything, she was proud, and hated feeling lesser.
Finding out that Mako could firebend was a shock to Korra. She’d thrown on her shoes and jogged to his place, knocking on the door as she breathed heavily from the run. She really needed to get a car or something.
Cars were expensive, she probably shouldn’t have bothered thinking on it. Mako answered the door in a few seconds flat, offering her a smile before stepping aside to let her in. “Hey, you,” he said. It was always funny -- he was never sure what mood to be in when she was around. Pleased? Wary? Walking on some fine line? It usually was a bit of all the above.
Korra stepped past Mako, wondering if she should have greeted him with more than a smile. A hug? A kiss? A friendly fist bump? She wasn’t sure, so she just walked in and turned at the entrance to the living room. She was smiling -- was Mako worried? -- and crossing her arms as she told him to “Start from the beginning.”
Start from the -- ? Oh! That!
“It’s not a great story, to be honest with you... It’s kind of -- weird.” Mako closed the door behind her, and moved toward the kitchen to grab them something to drink -- stopping half way only to drop a kiss onto the top of her head before moving past her. Hey, might as well show he was glad she was here.
Korra shouldn’t have been surprised at the kiss, and yet here we are. She jumped a little and made a face -- he was particularly good at making her feel just a little bit excited, and a lot more confused. She followed him into the kitchen and grabbed his hand before he started getting the drinks. “I want to know if they’re the same as mine,” she said, tipping her head to the side as she watched him with her too-blue eyes.
“Well. They are.” It was hard to talk about, because -- well, like he’d said. They were kind of weird. But he stopped anyway, glancing down at their hands, curiously. “I haven’t met you yet. In mine. But. Bolin’s there. He’s an Earthbender. Did you know? And I can do fire. We play sports.” That was all the easy stuff.
“Pro bending,” she said as if agreeing. Korra nodded and, as if suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious about their joined hands when he glanced at them, she dropped his. “Yeah, I knew. I joined the team eventually.”
“I didn’t know that.” It was a bit like getting spoilers to a book you just started reading. Mako found though that he didn’t really mind. Even with the new, strange ability to make and manipulate fire, he found himself terribly separated from his dreams. That Mako wasn’t him. It was just Dream Mako, with the same brother. After all, here he’d had it easy -- parents, family. He had a career, he went to college. It just wasn’t the same - he couldn’t associate with the hardships he’d dreamed about.
He glanced at their hands separated, and gave a little twist of his lips before moving to open the fridge. “Soda? Water? Juice? Milk? Beer?”
“Sorry,” Korra winced in reply, lifting her shoulders in a bit of a shrug. She wasn’t sure if she should be keeping these things away from Mako. She had clearly seen a lot more than he had, but she hadn’t seen everything.
At the offer of beverages, she just grinned and nodded. “I’ll take a beer,” she said. Because alcohol helps or something.
Korra, if you think alcohol helps, there’s probably a twelve step program you need to be on. Then again, probably the same went for Mako.
He grabbed two beers, opened them up with a very handy magnetic bottle opener on his fridge and then handed one over. “They’re kinda weird dreams,” he said after another beat. “I grew up an orphan.” She probably knew that. Weird.
Just because alcohol helps doesn’t mean you’re an alcoholic. Hopefully. Hilary is hopeful on this one. Fingers crossed.
“Yeah, I remember,” she said, accepting the beer with a half-smile. Although it wasn’t a happy memory, Korra was glad that Mako was finally seeing what she’d been dreaming for so long. She felt way less awkward talking about them now that he’d be able to see them too. It was still a bit awkward though since he hadn’t remembered her yet. “Do you remember the Avatar?”
Hey, he was getting there! Like, seriously close. Give him a little time there, Korra. “I remember about the Avatar,” Mako felt the need to point this out. “There was Aang -- statues of him are around and stuff.” he gave a beat, because he kind of knew what she was asking. “I mean. I haven’t met you yet.” And he recalled her saying that was what she was. Which would make sense if she could be all ‘imma set your house on fire and then dump water on you also’.
“But you know who I am, right?” she asked, sounding a bit hopeful about that. Everyone knew who Aang was, but she’d been kept hidden away by the White Lotus for so long that the world didn’t really know her apart from her name. “If you remember Pro Bending, you’ll see me soon. I think.” She made a face.
“I know who you are, yeah.” But was that just because he did here and translated it over to his dreams, or what? He sipped his beer and leaned against the kitchen counter. “Yeah. We’re the Fire Ferrets. It is -” a grin. “A pretty awesome sport.” Way more exciting than volleyball. His dreams kind of made him miss Bolin, though. They’d seemed closer there.
Korra nodded, folding her arms over her chest even while taking a sip of her beer. “Yeah it is. I remember listening to it on the radio before joining your team. You guys are amazing,” she said, sounding quite like her dream self in that moment. She leaned on the counter across from Mako, and just watched him for a moment. She smirked a little. “Can I see?” The firebending, of course.
“See what?” He was, of course, not thinking of firebending. He wasn’t even sure what he was thinking about, other than the fact that Korra was standing in his kitchen drinking beer and talking about an alternate timeline like it was nothing. Probably, he should try turning that into an innuendo. “I mean, you’ve seen it before, but if you want.”
“Shut up, Mako,” she ordered, rolling her eyes. He could turn things around so quickly on her. Instead of speaking, she held open her hand and created fire above it. Raising brows over her blue eyes, she just watched him. I’ll show you mine, you show me yours. Avatar style.
“Oh,” said Mako, and he was sure it came out a bit dumbly. But then, he wasn’t always the sharpest of tacks. Not stupid, just... occasionally obtuse. It was a thing, shut up.
He set his beer down (because of reasons), and lifted his hand as well. A puff of noise later and he had some fire of his own, dancing brightly in his palm. Ta-da.
Korra was smiling. It might have looked a bit devious, but that was to be expected from this Avatar. She took a sip of her beer and, her flame disappearing, she pushed off the counter and approached Mako. She stood close, lifted a hand and, with a flick of her wrist, made his flame disappear.
Innuendo that. “I can hardly believe it,” she admitted. It was weird enough for her to start getting powers, but now that he was, it was getting way too real. “Do you know if Bolin has started dreaming?” she asked, genuinely curious.
Boo, there was no innuendo in extinguishing fire. Mako smiled anyway, though, because let’s be honest here, it was sort of cool. He picked his beer back up, and settled himself back against the counter top. “It is weird,” he agreed. “But -- I think. I dunno. Bolin hasn’t said anything. I wonder if the dreams are just central to here?”
“Could be,” she agreed with a shrug, leaning her hip on the counter next to Mako, turned toward him. She took a sip of her beer and let out a long sigh. “The world is just getting weirder every day, Mako,” she mused, and then paused. “I almost can’t remember my life before the dreams.”
The dreams were kind of new to him, but he understood what she was saying. They kind of changed everything. And making fire was pretty darn cool, but he wasn’t really sure that it was necessarily for the better. “Yeah, I don’t even know.” At least he was honest.
There was a long silence where Korra just watched Mako, sipping her beer with a small smile. Eventually she leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, grinning as she leaned back. It might have come out of the blue, but she’d just been thinking how good it was they shared something. This little bit of weird, they owned. Setting her beer down, she crossed her arms again. “We’ll figure it out.” They always did.
That was what he liked best about Korra -- beyond her weird insecurities and her ability to fly off the handle at the drop of a hat, she was - well. Confident. In ways that he just wasn’t. And he was a pretty confident guy. “You’re right,” he agreed, with a silly little smile. The kisses sometimes made him stupid. “We’ll figure it out.”