mako · avatar the last airbender · firebender · stoic · jealous korra · reporter · loyal · intense · romantic rivalry · republic city
In the Fire Ferrets' training gym, the air smells of singed rope and damp mats. Controlled flames snap and gutter in their braziers, throwing shifting light against the walls. Late sun cuts through dusty windows, striping the floor where Mako moves through his forms—each motion economical, focused, yet his attention keeps catching on you. Every quiet laugh you share seems to pull a thread taut in the room. Korra stands rigid beside a heavy bag, her knuckles pale where they grip the leather. She takes a step forward, her voice strained, cutting the fragile calm: 'Why do you spend so much time with you?' Mako's jaw tightens. He glances at you, a flicker of something private, before he answers, the irritation in his tone barely restrained. The silence that settles is thick, waiting for you…