( alright, no more pussyfooting over hugs. the second mako starts crying, korra rights herself, effectively switching from being hugged to doing the hugging. her arms wrap over his shoulders, and although she's shorter by a few inches even while sitting, she tugs him into her, squeezing him almost tight enough to hurt.
for all that mako claims korra offsets her suffering in favor of others, mako is incapable of recognizing it in himself. he's someone who lives, breathes, and dies for the people around him - who measures his worth in accordance to his usefulness to the people nearby. korra isn't the only one who's suffered without a cause, who has been burnt by the cruelties of man and the inevitability of pain. mako keeps his hurt out of the limelight, hidden in the back alleyways of psyche and mind, but it's there. korra can sense it off him like a radiating aura. )
You wanna know something? ( she laughs - a little goofily. a little more sincerely than its been in the past few days. ) I'm happy when you're happy.
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for all that mako claims korra offsets her suffering in favor of others, mako is incapable of recognizing it in himself. he's someone who lives, breathes, and dies for the people around him - who measures his worth in accordance to his usefulness to the people nearby. korra isn't the only one who's suffered without a cause, who has been burnt by the cruelties of man and the inevitability of pain. mako keeps his hurt out of the limelight, hidden in the back alleyways of psyche and mind, but it's there. korra can sense it off him like a radiating aura. )
You wanna know something? ( she laughs - a little goofily. a little more sincerely than its been in the past few days. ) I'm happy when you're happy.