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Only"I saw the way you were looking at her!", she yelled at him.Only by MakorraFangirl123
"I have no idea what you're talking about Korra!", he yelled back.
"The way you and Bolin were looking at that girl in the park! I know you two were checking her out!", she accused.
"Huh? What? Oh...", he sighed.
"Yeah! Oh! What the hell Mako?! Why would you-"
"I wasn't checking her out Korra.", he interrupted.
"Then what were you doing looking at her?", she asked sternly.
"Bo and were laughing at her. Cause she lost her glasses and she kept bending over cause couldn't find her glasses. Bo was the one checking her out Korra.", he explained.
"Korra, why does it bother you when I look at other girls?"
"Korra, do you think you're not good enough for me?", he asked.
She froze. She turned away from him, and looked down at the wood floor of his apartment.
He couldn't believe she was thinking like this.
He reached out and touched her shoulder, and gently turne
Return to Bison High B2Ch14Book 2, Chapter 14: Forget Me NotReturn to Bison High B2Ch14 by SukkaandKataang
A dull beeping sound echoed through Korra’s ears as she slowly started to come to. Little by little, the world around her began to register, and soon she had enough strength to open her eyes. She tried to stretch, but was met with pain and a strange sensation in her left arm. Looking over, she was startled to see the amount of IVs hooked up to her arm. The beeping from her heart monitor speeding up, she quickly looked away from her arm, and her eyes darted around the room.
There was no one else in sight, not even another patient in the bed next to hers. She could hear voices and footsteps coming from the hallway, but there was no one to call over, no one to explain anything to her. Sinking down into the pillows, Korra began to silently panic. Thousands of questions ran through her head, most she knew she should be able to answer, but her own mind was creating a roadblock. She felt so lost, so isolated inside her own skin, and the em
Beautiful Disaster (Makorra)Korra was sitting in her new apartment in Republic City. After Mako helped her get her own place, she managed to get more access to trouble in the city. She was just sitting on her couch thinking about all the drama with her and Mako. She was conflicted. Did Mako ACTUALLY care about her? Why would we get back with Asami after one week? Who does he truly love? This was getting Korra seriously stressed and depressed.Beautiful Disaster (Makorra) by makorragal312
Korra then walked over to the window and looked at the city view. She then turned her head to see the police station, where her ex was now a respected detective. Can I still trust him? Can I still LOVE him? Korra took a huge sigh.
He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right
It just ain't right
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
His HandsHis hands did it all.His Hands by MakorraFangirl123
His hands were the ones that grabbed onto his mother's fingers, when he first opened his eyes. He had a firm grip. He never wanted to let go. He always had trouble with that.
His hands were the ones that threw flames at the grass in his backyard, as he ran around with his father.
His hands were the ones that would always wrestle with him as he fell back onto the dirt, as his mother rubbed the bump over her belly.
His hands were the ones that pinched his emerald eyed younger brother's cheeks as they celebrated his first birthday.
His hands were the ones that held his father's hand, as they walked through the street, on a cool summer evening.
His hands were the ones that grabbed his brother's as his father told him to run.
His hands were the ones that held his scarf to his heart, as he watched his parents be buried in the city's cemetery.
His hands were the ones that hugged his brother, and wiped his tears as they sat in the
Bromotions: Scars Part 1Bromotions: Scars Part 1 by Dreaming-of-Nonsense
Seeing his parents killed right in front of him had left him feeling empty. He longed for his mother's lullabies and his father's piggy back rides. He longed for the comfort of being loved. Everyday it became harder and harder to provide for himself and Bolin. They were running out of yuans they got for their allowances, and Mako had to start working in any store that would take someone his age. It was hard to leave Bolin in alleys by himself. Everyday at Narook's Seeweed Noodlery where he cleaned floors, he thought about his brother alone, getting hurt, and it killed him. He couldn't lose him, too.
He was always relieved when he came back and saw Bolin eagerly waiting for dinner. He sat down and handed whatever food he managed to scrape up that day to Bolin and his brother ate as quickly as possible. Mako relaxed and closed his eyes, tired from the days work. He felt a cool breeze and heard his brother's teeth chatter. Mako took off the scarf he always wore, the last object his father
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