[It's taken Bo all morning to gather himself up to come. Dongzhi is a big deal for so many reasons. He has always, always spent it by Mako's side, the last few years in exception, and even though they've been fighting and things are awkward and horrible and Mako has been Really Difficult lately... he can't not go.
There are just some lines you don't cross.
And maybe if they can talk on Mako's turf with other people around then it will be...okay? It's not a trap? Wu wouldn't let that happen, surely.
He arrives early, mittened hands carrying a small parcel of items. A deep breath and Bolin lets himself up into the loft apartment, stopping for a moment to gather his courage and take in the familiar smell of foods from home. The nostalgia is powerful, almost overwhelming in both good and bittersweet.
Pabu chitters before bounding down from his place on Bolin's shoulders and shoots off to find Fritter. Right, well. On his own, then. Okay. C'mon, soldier. Be brave.
So he makes for the kitchen where he knows his brother will be slaving away over the stove.]
Um. [A little louder than it should be, announcing his presence at the kitchen's threshold as if Mako wouldn't make the cadence of his footsteps immediately.]
3/wildcard ayoooo
There are just some lines you don't cross.
And maybe if they can talk on Mako's turf with other people around then it will be...okay? It's not a trap? Wu wouldn't let that happen, surely.
He arrives early, mittened hands carrying a small parcel of items. A deep breath and Bolin lets himself up into the loft apartment, stopping for a moment to gather his courage and take in the familiar smell of foods from home. The nostalgia is powerful, almost overwhelming in both good and bittersweet.
Pabu chitters before bounding down from his place on Bolin's shoulders and shoots off to find Fritter. Right, well. On his own, then. Okay. C'mon, soldier. Be brave.
So he makes for the kitchen where he knows his brother will be slaving away over the stove.]
Um. [A little louder than it should be, announcing his presence at the kitchen's threshold as if Mako wouldn't make the cadence of his footsteps immediately.]
Happy Dongzhi, Mako.