#krewbies writes

usually bolin is a pretty straightforward guy but right off the bat he noticed how sweet you were and he didn’t even feel the need to flirt with you like he just felt comfy sitting with you

you guys decide to hit up this little noodle place together after sitting for a while and he’s convinced it’s love at first sight

you were especially endearing to him because you didn’t watch movers and you literally didn’t know wtf the fire ferrets were, and while bolin loved to be loved, he also really liked just feeling like a normal person???

you didn’t have your tattoos (yet) so he first noticed you were an airbender when you did this little spinny thing to mix your tea

the look on this mans face... both hands on his cheeks and wide eyes 

“ooooh! do it again (y/n)!”

you happily obliged because you thought he was adorable

you guys kept in touch after that day, often ‘accidentally’ running into each other in random places

OBviously he told mako, korra, and asami about you. they didn’t tell bolin that he sounded like a lovesick puppy cause they just thought it was sweet

mako got the most of it, like they’d be heading to bed for the night and bolin would whisper ‘i wonder what (y/n) is doing right now’ and mako would just GROAN

anyways, it wasn’t too long before you met the rest of the krew. you had gone to get ingredients for dinner tonight and bolin pointed you out to them cause they were walking down the same street

‘they’re a lot shorter than i thought they would be’

‘shush korra, they’re perfect’ (aww he called u perfect)

anyways, your relationship with all members of the krew grew beautifully after your first meeting

mako actually warmed up to you quickly, appreciating your calmer and innocent personality; you and asami both had very gentle souls that meshed perfectly; korra picked up a sort of ‘annoying big sister’ dynamic with you that you both enjoyed

and oh my god did they get exasperated with the two of you quickly

it was obvious to anyone with eyes (or feet) that you and bolin were SO interested in each other

whenever you talked, bolin would look down at you with this softass smile on his face and if someone interrupted you EVER he got so defensive... like just let his baby speak!!!!

you always listened to whatever bolin had to say and laughed at all of his jokes, even when the other three were rolling their eyes

like even in a silent room you two were always whispering to each other, and he pulled you along with him on all the krew adventures

none of them would ever tell you guys this but they thought you and bo were perfect for eachother

mako actually thought you were a perfect balance for his little bro, and after meeting you he got a lot more lenient and understanding whenever bolin would gush about you

‘did you hear what (y/n) said today! they’re so funny’

‘mako mako mako they’re so precious how do i TELL them!!!’

‘i wish (y/n) were here.... THEY would’ve laughed at that’

one time asami, korra, and you decided to hang out without the boys and you were not prepared in the slightest

‘so how’s it going with bolin?’ korra asked nonchalantly

you almost choked on your drink you were like ???

‘wait are you guys not dating?’ asami followed that up with. she and korra gave each other the most appalled look

‘n-no? should we be? i mean he is, well, i wouldn’t be opposed-’

‘you DO like him. mako said he likes you too. like a lot.’

‘korra ur joking right?’

even after that the looks and red cheeks did not stop between the two of you, asami was this close to just pushing the two of you together

don’t think the three of them didn’t notice you glancing at his lips, his hands, his arms...

and vice versa, he was always making direct eye contact with you and looking at your lips when you talked and every time he saw you, when you weren’t looking, he’d just look u up and down and it was literally this emoji 👀

so a few weeks after that ordeal the five of you were sitting in front of a shop and all of your interests are immediately piqued when you see these 8 super shady guys walk up to the store nextdoor

obviously stuff goes down. you and bolin end up chasing 3 of the guys down a side street while the others are dealing with the other 5

bolin is shooting rocks at these guys left and right but they are LIGHT on their feet and tbh his precision is a little off because ur there

‘bolin i got this’

‘what?’

you release this HUGE gust of air and topple all three of them off their feet and raise them up in the air, basically controlling 3 mini tornadoes and bolin just looks at you

he KNEW you were an airbender but oh my god he’d only ever seen a group of airbenders pull off something like that

korra, asami, and mako run up behind the two of you and mako looks at bolin like ‘the fuck dude?’, korra is straight up IMPRESSED, asami’s just smiling because she knows from experience that the most intense and talented people are the ones you least expect

after that whole ordeal is over (i’d like to mention that lin is also pretty impressed by you), you and the others are sitting up against a brick wall together, j chillin

‘you should kiss me’ you finally mustered up the courage, thinking back to your conversation with asami and korra

‘yeah i sho- wait WHAT?’ bolin looks down at you because your head is on his shoulder and your sides are pressed together, and he’s blushing. this dude is a tomato.

you nodded at him letting him know that he heard you right

he did NOT hesitate after you gave him consent, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you SO proudly he didn’t even care that you were surrounded by your friends

and, well, the rest is history. i’ll be at the wedding.

(IM SORRY this ended up being so long)

“Are you sure?” He asked. He just wanted you to be comfortable. Neither of you were virgins, but it would be your first time with each other, and while seeing you in such a... position would be the best experience of his life, he also didn’t want to rush you. You wrapped your arms around him and ground down roughly, making your intentions clear.

“I’m so sure.” He took this as initiative to dive his head into the crook of your neck, biting down lightly on the side of your neck, making you whine. He let out a low groan; it was like music to him, and he would do anything in his power to coax more of those pretty sounds out of you.

His hand eagerly made its way to your pants, slipping it past the hem and running a finger through the dampness pooling in your panties. You bit your lip, trying your hardest to suppress the ungodly sounds that wanted to come out of you as he worked away at your neck and slowly thrust a finger into you.

You practically ached for him. You pushed yourself down, getting a completely new sensation, and you braced yourself against his shoulders. Abruptly, he pulled his lone finger out of you and you took a deep breath, feeling empty and on the verge of begging him for more. 

“Shhh,” He flipped the two of you over so that he was hovering over you and reached to pull your shirt off. His fingertips skimmed over your sides, and while you were distracted, he placed his knee between your legs and gave you friction you had been missing. You took you own bra off messily, and Bolin immediately placed his lips on you, sucking roughly. Your breaths were shaky and pleasure polled in your stomach.

You both took each other’s clothes off in between gasps and open mouthed kisses, and you blushed watching all of his muscles flex subtly- oh, how he could absolutely manhandle you.

Fuck. His hand reached down once again, this time delving two fingers into you. An ache spread throughout you lower body; more, it told you. Your back arched up as he moved his hand, slowly, like he was teasing you.

“Please.” You whimpered, followed by a loud moan leaving your mouth. He looked up at you, having been focused on curling his fingers into you.

He leaned back on his heels, taking his boxers off and letting his erection hit his stomach. You spread your legs wider than before, reaching a hand down and touching yourself.

“You’re so fucking pretty.” He whispered into your ear. You felt his tip brush up against your pussy and reached your hands up to dig your fingers into his broad shoulders. He went slowly, watching your mouth fall open as he bottomed out; your heart was racing and you squeezed around him. After a moment of stillness, he started thrusting, slow and sensual.

You pulled his hair, he was barely moving and you were already falling apart for him. His moans didn’t fall on deaf ears, he likes getting his hair pulled, noted. “Feels so good, baby.” And while you weren’t lying, what you would give for him to fuck you into oblivion.He felt so good just like this, but you wanted rough and fast and hot. “F-faster.”

“Hm, sweetheart?” God, he was soft for you. And you loved that, but...

“Faster.” You said with more conviction this time. It was like a switch flipped.

“You want harder, huh?” He bit your lip, “Tell me.” His hot breath flooded over your face and neck as he came to a still inside of you.

“No no no, don’t stop please.” You pursed your lips and swallowed loudly, beads of sweat on your forehead. “Jus’ wanna feel good.” You pleaded with him, pulling his hair again for extra measure. 

“All you had to do was ask.” His large hands covered a majority of your abdomen as he flipped you ever, watching you scramble to pull yourself to your hands and knees, but not before he thrust into your roughly. You let out a guttural moan, your thighs clenching together.

You struggled to catch your breath now; the headboard knocked up against the wall and he pulled you back against him rapidly, almost effortlessly. You let yourself sink into the soft comforter, moans muffled by the sheets as your face pressed into them.

“No,” His voice was huskier than usual, and he wrapped his hand around your neck from behind, pulling you up from your pleasured stupor. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.” He demanded, and you moaned back. The air in the room was hot with pleasure and the friction created as he took you from behind made you hiss. Searing hot pleasure pooled low in your stomach.

“Oh, (Y/N), shit baby.” He leaned down and pressed his body up against yours, keeping up his pace but taking a new angle that left you soundless. He shoved his fingers in your mouth and you bit down lightly, you were so close. All you needed was-

That. He had reached his hand around to rub fast circles into your clit, pleasure close to spilling over as you moaned out. He kept going letting out his own low grunts. You eyes squeezed shut, feeling a tightness in your tummy.

“Come on, come for me.” He urged you, thrusting even deeper. It finally all spilled over making you grip the blanket beneath you, and the pleasure didn’t stop as he kept fucking you roughly. You felt so overstimulated, your legs shook and pleasure rippled through you, you felt limp and wound up all at the same time.

“You’re such a good girl,” He praised you, somehow egging you on more as you took everything he had to give you. “I’m so close.” You made a point to squeeze around him, waves of nonstop pleasure hitting you like a hammer. No one had ever made you feel so good, so helplessly submissive.

He finally came, and you felt a new warmth between your legs as he pulled out of you. You completely collapsed onto the covers, ass up and shivering all over.

“Damn.” You let out as he laid down next to you, taking an opportunity to kiss all the bruises he had left on your chest and collarbones.

“Just wait until I get to taste you.”

~

Before you could even register his movement, you were very literally swept off your feet. You laughed, kicking your feet out and wrapping your arms around his neck. He looked down at you, a softness in his green eyes. It had been an impossibly long time. The last time you had seen him, touched him, kissed him, was when you were saying goodbye and neither of you had dry eyes, to say the least.

“Wing- where are you-” You broke out in laughs again, watching him scrunch his face up jokingly as he twirled you around. He was carrying you somewhere, but you did not know where. “Where are you taking me?” You finally got out, watching a smug smile make its way onto his lips.

“Mmmm... nowhere.” He shrugged, a playful tone in his voice. You had made your way into the Beifong estate, Su always seemed to like you a lot, even more so after seeing how happy you made Wing. 

You hadn’t even been paying attention. Wing tossed you onto his bed, rolling on after you, and immediately got around to all the cuddling he had missed.

That was his secret. He was a cuddle fiend. And no one knew except for you. He pulled you on top of him, your legs straddling his waist, and kissed your collarbones, which was a signature move of his.

“I missed you more than anything.” He whispered, head still lulled down near your shoulder.

“Ugh, so sappy.” A voice said from the doorway. Wing’s eyes widened and he looked towards the doorway. You didn’t have to. You already knew, and you couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Get out, dickwad.” Wing said loudly, letting a chuck of random metal zip just next to Wei’s head. Wei took a step into the room, watching his poor twin’s face redden.

“Nah, I don’t feel like it.” He shrugged. Wing opened his mouth to speak again, but you quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and placed a kiss on his cheek. Leaning in, you used your available hand to wrap you arm around his waist.

“Just ignore him.” You whisper slowly, letting your lip brush against his ear. “He’ll leave eventually.” You leaned away from him, reaching up to give him a kiss, a long awaited one. You made it extra dramatic, just to weird Wei out, and without a second though Wing gave in to you. 

“Fine, weirdos.” Wei said before shuffling out.

“Mhm, I told you so.” You pulled away, resting your forehead against his. “Now where were we?”

~

“Bo! What are you doing here!” You walked towards him, taking in his distinct scent; fresh allspice, smoke from the streets, distinct earthiness that could only be Bolin. He swept you up in his arms, and as always, you felt safe being enveloped by him. The softness of his undershirt pressed up against your cheek exuded the definition of the word ‘home’. One gentle, calloused hand ran through your damp hair, another edging under your shirt, a strong arm pressed up firmly against the skin of your back.

“I came to see my favorite person!” He not so slyly led you over to the couch, pulling away from the hug and taking your hand in his; so gently, sometime you thought that he thought he’d break you. It was sweet; he was sweet in every sense of the word. You had never met a person who had treated you like you meant so much.

“But... It’s so cold out, sweetheart.” His cheeks turned red when he heard his favorite pet name. Well, he would never say out loud that he loved it when you called him sweetheart or honey, but he always got so flustered that it was hard to hide. That’s just how Bolin is, you thought, as he pulled you back onto the couch with him and into his lap. That boy wore his heart on his sleeve and it was one of your favorite things about him. He wasn’t afraid to tell you that he loved you, that he wanted you safe and he never tried to hide whether he was sad or angry or any other emotion.

“Agh- noooo, not too cold to see you.” He attempted, in vain, to hide his rosy cheeks from you but you could feel him smile into your hair. It was habitual for the two of you; to curl up on the couch, you cradled on top of him, and his hands roaming, tracing patterns and words into your arm, his grip firm and safe. 

It wasn’t too long before his eyelids drooped, he was always ready to doze off peacefully when you were in his arms. Where he knew you were safe and sound, and no one would take you away from him. Usually you would too, and the two of you would wake up an hour later, splayed across your small couch with limbs hanging off. 

Instead, you took the opportunity to cherish the sight of him. Handsome could not begin to describe it. He was the most precious man you had the pleasure of knowing. You strained your neck to reach up and lay a kiss on his jaw, and that would have been it on a normal day, but instead you kept going, laying soft kisses all over the side of his face and his neck, so soft.

His breathing sped up and his eyes fluttered open, and he let out a little laugh. “(Y/N), s-stop it, lovey,” But his giggles betrayed him. He lowered his face and turned it towards you, expecting a real kiss, but instead you landed one right on his button nose and pulled away, staring into his eyes. “Don’t make me do it.” He smiled and squinted at you, pulling your body closer to his (if that was possible).

“Hmmmm?” Your lips pressed shut and you turned your nose up at him, holding in your own laugh. His hand reached up to your face, engulfing your cheek and slowly moving to the back of your neck.

“Kiss me, for real,” He finally said after a few seconds of silence, “please.” He let off his statement with that adorable, feigned-shy smile of his, and even if you hadn’t been looking at him, you’d be able to envision the puppy dog eyes.

“Un-huh.” You shook your head, a loud laugh stuck in your throat. At that, he put his hands on both sides of your head, letting your body slide off of him, and kissed you; on the cheek, on the nose, the spot between your eyebrows, your closed eyelids, next to your ear and every other spot that he knew would tease you to no end. You willingly let the laughs erupt off of you, feeling Bolin’s warm breath on your skin and his eyelashes brushing up against different parts of your face. Being with him, being near him, so close and so sure, was the most blissful thing you could imagine.

You couldn’t say it out loud, not yet, but you wanted to yell it from the tallest roof in Republic City- I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Bolin, just you. But for now, you both felt it and that was all that mattered.

 You tried, you really did, to catch him in a kiss, the one he had so nicely asked for minutes ago. “Now you want a kiss?” You nodded with a little too much vigor. “Really? Are you sure?” He asked again, knowing it was killing you. 

“Oh, c’mere.” You finally caught him, and let your lips brush over his ever-so-soft ones. You rubbed your nose against his, closing your eyes and breathing all of him in. He kissed you firmly, and you both smiled into it, teeth clashing into eachother, crinkled noses. 

The city was full of beautiful men and women, roaming the streets with their flat stomachs and the not-jiggly parts you wished you had.

“What’s wrong?” His voice startled you out of your trance. You had been staring into the mirror, head tilted and eyes glossy. What were you supposed to say? There he had stood in the bedroom doorway, having experienced you silently pick yourself apart.

“Nothing.” You lied. He raised an eyebrow at you as you took a step away from the mirror. You couldn’t lie that easily to him. For spirits’ sake, you had been living together for months now. He successfully saw right through you. “I just... I feel... icky?”

You didn’t want to explain further. Instead, you wrapped your arms around your tummy, letting that insecurity finally get the best of you. It hadn’t been easy hiding your worst criticism of yourself from him.

You waited for a response, staring down at your fuzzy purple socks. After a minute or two, he stepped forwards. “(Y/N),” His voice was soft, and it cracked like he was upset. “I wish you say yourself how I saw you.” You looked up at him, and of course, now you both had watery eyes.

He pushed you back onto your shared bed and kneeled down, placing his hands under your shirt and lifting it up to right below your chest. You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling his large hands grip your hips and his breath linger over your stomach.

“Bolin...” You whispered shakily. He slowly placed a kiss just above your belly button, letting his lips linger for a while before pulling away. Then, another. Your torso was being covered by his feather soft kisses, and you could’ve sworn you even felt a few tears on your warm skin.

He finally pulled away, centering himself, and looked up at you to meet your gaze. “Come here.” You rose up, and looked down at his kneeling figure, his chin resting on your knee. You looked at eachother for a few minutes, and you let him watch as you calmed yourself down.

His hands wrapped around you and under your thighs and he lifted both of you up, letting your arms wrap tightly around his neck and the two of you were nose to nose. “I don’t want to see you cry.” He admitted, his thumbs running over the sides of your legs in a soothing motion. “You’re so pretty,” He rubbed his nose against yours and pulled you closer, spinning you around, trying to lighten your mood. “The prettiest person I’ve ever met.”

“But I’m too-”

“No,” He cut you off, looking at you seriously. “You’re not too anything. You are... I’m so in love with you.” Before you could even come up with a rebuttal, he leaned in and kissed you softly. It was a simple kiss, just the two of you appreciating each other. You pulled away for less than a second before Bolin caught your lips in another kiss, this time more passionate, much more like his normal kisses.

Your chest warmed and the heavy feeling pooled in your stomach disipated, leaving you as his body rocked up against yours lightly. 

“Just let me show you how beautiful you are please.”

~

“Studying,” you reply, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She made a little ‘hmph’ sound, wrapping her bare arms around your shoulders, glancing at the reports and pages of notes sprawled in front of you. “’m afraid I’m gonna fail the final, Korra.”

“What?” She honestly sounded shocked as she came to kneel down in front of you. “You’re the smartest person I know.” You shook your head at that notion, letting tears you didn’t know you were holding well up in your eyes.

“Then why do I feel so... so incompetent?” The tears spilled over when you finally decided to look her in the eyes. The stress, the anxiety, the ache that you felt when you didn’t get to see Korra for days on end finally got to you.

Her eyes widened, and her first instinct was to wipe the tears away from your gorgeous face and wrap you up and shut the rest of the world out. You honestly didn’t even know why you were like this- your chest was heaving at this point. You’d been stressed before, but today was different.

Korra knew it was no use trying to cheer you up when you were surrounded by the things making you cry like this, so she thought of the next best thing.

“Let’s go somewhere. Can’t let the months I spent learning to drive go to waste, can we?” Her eyebrows furrowed and she pulled your hands away from your red face; she hated seeing you like this. It made her feel helpless, and on top of that, more than anything, she just wanted you to be happy. To see you smile was intoxicating to her, and she’d pull one out of you somehow. Korra was a determined woman.

“I- I- I have class tomorrow. I can’t go away from home.” You struggled to get your thought out, all sniffly- you felt stupid crying over something like this.

“Then... the hotel on the other side of the city. You’ve been pent up here all day. Let’s just get away for the night,” Her suggestion was definitely tempting, and you knew she wouldn’t let up. Plus, quite frankly, your home was messy and you didn’t even want to think about cleaning right now, “Just you and me.”

The hotel was quaint, but the sheets were crisp and clean and everything was neat, this sort of pristine was something you had been missing for a while. Most importantly, Korra thought, the tub was huge.

“Sit here.” She gently pushed you down on the bed, rubbing her thumb over your knuckles and kissing your palm before stepping into the bright, white, fluorescent bathroom. You sniffled quietly as water ran, and turned your head to look out the window and down at Republic City. You were still stressed, and you felt increasingly less calm, because all you wanted was for Korra to lay here and hold you. At the very least, for her to be in your immediate vicinity.

“C’mere (Y/N).” Korra’s voice, which was surprisingly quiet at the moment, drifted out to you. You hesitantly stood up, feeling shaky and tired and straight up emotionally drained. 

Korra had it all laid out. Pajamas sat on the vanity, a small radio with faint music sat on the edge of the toilet, and there she was, sitting on the edge of the tub, already having stripped off her uppermost clothes. Sometimes it was easy to underestimate Korra’s inherent tenderness. She was often brash and loud, and her kisses were always rough, and she was so passionate about everything; but these were the moments only you had the pleasure of seeing. 

You both took off the rest of your clothes slowly. It wasn’t sexual or awkward, it was intimate and comforting.

The bathwater was hot, the kind of temperature that made your face sweat a little, but it wasn’t uncomfortable as you two dipped in. Korra got in first, and you after, and the first thing she did was pull you back against her chest. Her arms loosely wrapped around you, caressing both your arms up and down, and she placed her face in the crook of your neck.

A soft sigh left your mouth. This is it. This is the reason you work your ass off. Moments like this, where the world is far, far away, and all you can feel is Korra.

“What’s up?” She asked you softly, placing a damp kiss on the back of your neck. You let your head roll back onto her chest, smiling for the first time all day.

“Nothing.. just,” You hesitated. She had such an artful way of tricking you into feeling better, into forgetting all your worldly responsibilities if only for a night. It meant the world to you, and so much more. “Thank you.” 

She giggled into your neck a little, shaking her head, her hair tickling your forehead as it hung over your face. “I love you.” It was a simple statement, but something that Korra didn’t say out loud often. She preferred showing how she felt rather than saying it, but right now it was all she had left to say. It was the simple truth. She loved you, with her entire being.

You laid your hand over hers and squeezed them, letting her know she had successfully helped you slip into a state of calm.

“I love you, too.”

~~~~

su 100% approves of you, all she needs to know is that you make wing happy

wei teases the two of you all the damn time, you can’t get a second alone with wing without wei popping in

you like wei a lot, you really do, but you just wanna love wing in private sometimes

oh my god opal adores you, she calls you ‘little sis’ all the time. it makes you and wing blush a lot

the beifongs invite you over to dinner all the time, sometimes without telling wing

you’ll be sitting at the dinner table and wing and wei will walk in after doing some kind of sport, all sweaty and hair messed up and tired looking, and wing will see you and literally freeze

he is trying to impress you 24/7, especially to try and combat his family’s embarrassing stories and the fact that they all dote on you constantly

they do not care at all whether you’re a bender or not

if you’re an earth/metalbender, su will definitely try to get you to join one of her dance groups

but if you’re not, that’s totally fine, they don’t discriminate at all, in fact they would probably be very excited to have someone from a different bending, or non-bending, background join

when it comes to marriage i think su and opal think about it earlier than you two… they know their son/brother, and they definitely bring it up to him

when he finally proposes, of course his family is the first to know it; when you announce it, everyone loses it. even huan is looking excited.

the wedding is huge; not necessarily in people attending (unless you want a lot of people there), more in the sheer dramatics of it. there’s a live band, a giant ballroom, personal chefs buzzing around, a cake that might be taller than you

he tells himself he’s not gonna be a crier when you walk down the aisle but he certainly is

like you look stunning and his chest tightens and before he can stop he’s borderline sobbing

bolin is the best man i don’t make the rules, and he’s lowkey crying too

there are just a lot of tears, happy tears at this wedding

during the honeymoon (btw, he takes you anywhere you want) you guys get straight down to the baby-making biz

he definitely wants a big family because, although his siblings annoy the hell out of him, he loved growing up surrounded by such a loving family

and he’s determined to give any kids you have the same, amazing childhood that he did

of course, of course, it ends up being twins

when he finds out he nearly pisses his pants

like he KNOWS that he and his brother were hellish growing up

but nonetheless, he puts on his big boy pants and starts preparing for what he had been dreaming about for years, having a family with you

when you tell the beifongs that you’re having twins they all, almost simultaneously, say ‘good luck’ and leave it at that

“Korra? Did you hear that?” You shook your girlfriend awake, watching Naga’s head pop up from the foot of the bed. She squinted her eyes, propped herself up on her elbows, and looked at you curiously; Korra loved her sleep, and you had just woken her up in the middle of the night.

“Hmph?” She opened her mouth to say something just as the glass broke shards flying out across the bedroom. Korra raised her fist, willing fire to come, and you quickly pulled up a wall of solid earth from the bedroom floor, effectively putting a barrier between the two of you and whoever was on the other side. 

“Korra!” You got her attention again, hoisting yourself over the wall you made, your mind going a mile a minute as you bent sheets of rock towards the four attackers. “Korra, they want you!” You had a hard time catching your breath, you had barely woken up. She shook her head; she knew what you were asking of her. “Don’t be stupid! Go!” Just then, the wall you were standing on started shaking, and you looked down to see lava inches away from your feet.

You jumped down, landing gracelessly, your knees hitting the pavement, but you were determined; the Red Lotus was not about to take your girlfriend away from you. A woman, a water bender, ran towards you, the other 3 preoccupied with Korra. One guy, an air bender, was using his bending to shoot small dats in her direction. You weren’t stupid. Shirshu darts. They would effectively knock her out, and you weren’t sure you could take all four of the Lotus members.

And of course, it wasn’t hard for such tiny darts to hit their target. Korra fell to the floor, limp, and you swore your heart stopped. Your opponent took advantage of the moment as your breath caught in your throat and shot a heavy stream of water at you, sending your body skidding across the floor. The friction made your back and arms burn, your skin becoming raw in some places; you weakly put your body to a stop with earth bending, and looked up to see Korra thrown over the airbender’s shoulder as they ran in the opposite direction.

You got up slowly and quietly, running to Mako and Bolin’s room, right next to yours. Before you could even knock on the window you heard muffled yells from inside the bedroom. Your eyes widened, you knew that would bring attention to Korra’s captors, and you turned around just in time to see a spark of fire hit the ground near your feet.

Everything in your vision became unbearably bright, and then unbearably dark. 

And when you woke up, it was unbearably quiet. The first thing you could register was the ache that ran through your body, which certainly discouraged you from trying to get out of the cot that you were on. The walls were platinum; clever, you thought; and the door was open, and you could tell from the architecture and design alone that it led into one of the hallways of Su’s enormous house.

Footsteps made their way towards the room, which threw you into a panic. Questions flooded into your brain, none that you could answer. What happened? How hurt am I? Where in the world is Korra? Is she okay? You must have had some sort of success, or else you wouldn’t be in Zaofu.

“(Y/N)!” Korra’s blue eyes met yours, and you wanted to cry in that moment. She looked untouched, she was back in her normal everyday garb, and she looked pretty happy for a person who had almost been kidnapped. “Spirits, I’m so glad you’re okay.” She sidled over to your side, crouching down and laying her head on top of your hand, which sat limply by your side. 

“Me?” You sniffled, trying to raise yourself up, but failing miserably, “What about you? W-What happened?” Your breathing quickened and you looked around again fervently. A sound of pain left your mouth, your body burned in a million different places and all your joints were stiff and felt locked in place.

“Stop, you’re stressing yourself out.” She took your hand softly and calmly and reached another hand up to your forehead, smoothing you hair back. Her tender gaze calmed you down a bit, but you were in pain and had questions that needed answering. 

You looked at her, and silently urged her to comfort you. You were lost and anxious, but above all, you were glad she was okay. You didn’t care how much it would pain you, you wanted her to hold you, so it felt more real. She is okay. The bed dipped, her arms wrapping themselves around you, pulling her into you. You took in her scent, the feeling of her strong arms holding you, her chin perched on top of your head, her breathing.

“(Y/N),” she placed a kiss on your forehead before continuing her statement, “Everything is okay. They got away, but we’re figuring out what happened.” You processed her words, appreciating her honesty. You pushed yourself closer against her and pressed your head against her heartbeat. “We’re all safe right now. Everybody got out fine.” She continued. She was relieved that your body was losing some of its tenseness. 

“I was so scared Korra,” she gripped you tighter, listening intently, squeezing her eyes shut; she felt horrible that you had gotten so scared for her. “I thought they would, they would, take you away from me and I don’t know what I would’ve done-”

She stopped you before you began to freak yourself out again, dipping her head down and tilting your head up simultaneously. Her forehoad pushed up against yours as she looked you in the eyes. “I’m okay. I’m here, and I won’t go anywhere. I love you too much to leave you like that. I would’ve put up a good fight if it meant coming back to you.” You softened at her words, letting a barely noticeable smile make its way onto your face. “There’s that smile.” That made you smile even wider. 

Your lips met softly, and you savored all her warmth, letting the feeling of her and her alone was over you. 

The two of you stayed there for hours. Everyone knew not to bother you; all the adults’ favorite nickname for you was ‘Lovebirds’, after all. Frequent kisses were shared, but for the most part, your head was lulled against her chest, her arms shielding you from the rest of the world, legs intertwined, and you felt safe again

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it’s been so long. i am so sorry. i do wanna say, more than anything, i a so thankful for all of you. i’m almost at 200 followers, that’s insane!!!! i really hope you all enjoy this :) also! i’m starting a taglist, so let me know if you’d like to be on it!!! you can either be on individual character tag lists, or i’ll just tag you in everything. thank you all, mwah