itsphoeberawr

Mako and Korra lay on his bed, facing each other. They said nothing, basking in the silence, an occasional squeeze of their entwined fingers or a small smile doing all the talking for them. Mako's eyes were fixed on Korra's face, traveling from her strong chin to her smiling mouth, up the straight line of her nose to her bright blue eyes. There his own gaze lingered, drowning in their depths. He couldn't look away… Korra snickered. The spell was broken and Mako blinked. "What?" A smile cracked across Korra's face and she began to giggle. "Your face… you were so zoned out!" She began to laugh harder. She was so cute when she laug

 Jinora opened her eyes and tried to breathe. She sat in the meditation pavilion as she had since sunrise the previous day, sore and tired from holding the same position for twenty-four consecutive hours of meditation. Her lack of sleep showed as bags under her thoughtful brown eyes, which scanned the mouth of Yue Bay, watching the first fingers of dawn reach from beyond the horizon. The air nomads had believed in a simple existence, and that was reflected in her appearance. She was clothed in a light, simple cream robe that did not protect from the chill of the early morning. Her deep brown hair fell loose and brushed her shoulders, free