Pardon the silence for so long - I had a crippling case of being awkward and trying to write M-rated stuff anyway. It didn't go well. And then I got writer's bug and started working on an original play (if anyone feels like reading and judging it, just let me know! Translation: Nina wants someone to read over her original stuff and can't ask anyone IRL because it's based off a real life situation that happened to me. Long story. Ask if you're interested.)

But anyway I'm not dead! I'm just still totally incapable of writing anything about a T. So in hopes that you don't hate me now, here's another random oneshot! Takes place not long after Korra gets her bending back. Implied Irosami because I ship Asami with everyone except Mako because he's Korra's, God damnit.

Caution – bit of swearing. Like, all of two swears, but if that offends you…just a heads up.

"So...now what?"

Korra isn't totally sure what she's even asking. He loves her. She loves him. Asami's gone out for 'training' with Iroh and Korra gets the feeling that Mako's -maybe-ex-girlfriend isn't really going to be a problem right now.

"I don't know. Does it matter?" Mako responds, slipping his hand into hers and squeezing her fingers.

Korra shakes her head rapidly enough to send her hair ties flying and smacking into her cheeks. "No. Everything's okay now. I can bend again. That's what really matters."

Mako smiles down at her. He just looks happy, no worries or stress or fear, and it makes Korra smile just to see him this way. I finally feel that way too, she realizes. Everything's okay.

Korra drags Mako out exploring around the ice and snow that she spent her childhood running through, bending icicles and snowflakes and shooting fire out of her fingertips every so often, each time with a look of awe. "I'm not going to take my bending for granted anymore," she tells Mako. "It was...it was horrible to think I'd lost it and I'd never stopped to think what a gift it is. I'm not going to be like that now."

The pair find a small cave - "There's a billion out here like it," Korra says. She leads him inside, promising that they won't get lost or trapped. "We've got the Avatar and a pretty kick-ass firebender here. We'll be fine."

They cuddle up near a small fire that Korra coaxes out of the hard ground - Mako would have done it, maybe given a pointer about how to get the blaze a little bigger, but he lets her do it. She's been using her bending every opportunity she gets, and it just gives him a warm feeling in the pit of his stomach to see the elated look she gets. It just makes him want to hug her. Which he does, as soon as she's far enough from the flames that her falling over won't end up in singed clothing.

Korra laughs as Mako tackles her. "What was that for? Are we supposed to be sparring now?" she asks teasingly. "Because if we are, you have about ten advantages over me and that's just not fair."

"I'm just happy that things are okay." he replies honestly. "It's just...amazing to see you like this. You're just like when I first met you, before all of this happened."

"You're different, though." she says, pushing him off her. "I'd go so far as to say you've improved, personality-wise." She laughs again.

Mako has to give her that one, because even he admits that he'd been a jerk when they first met. "Well, you like me now."

A grin spreads over Korra's face as she leans over to give him quick kiss. "Yep." She bounces up on her feet and spins around the small cave. "Isn't this a cute little place? I remember when I came here when I was little. I thought I was the shit, being able to earthbend and waterbend and firebend...these caves were the best places to practice. Even if they were a little out-of-the-way. Sometimes it's nice to get away, you know?"

Mako nods, because he definitely gets it. He never really had time or chances to be alone, not since his parents had died – he'd always been busy with Bolin or trying to find work. Solitude had been a rare and valued occurrence. That was before, though, he thinks. I don't want to be alone now. I'd rather be sharing this.

"Believe it or not, I was a bit of a loner. Okay, maybe an elitist. I just never thought anyone was good enough to come out here with me." She smiles at Mako. "Until now." She sits down next to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "It's been so long since things were like that. Like you know when you were a kid and everything was okay, you never had to worry about anything? It kind of feels like that again."

"Only some things are different." Mako says, pulling her into a comfortable embrace.

"Yeah. But in a good way. Like…now we know to cherish what we've got. It almost means more because you know that this, all of this, is something we had to fight for and that we almost could have lost forever or never even had it." She pauses, resting her head on Mako's shoulder. "I don't think this would have meant so much if I didn't have someone to share it with." Korra falls silent for a moment. "I don't think I would have wanted it to be anyone but you."

"I wouldn't have wanted this to be anyone but you."

A/N: IT'S REALLY SHORT AND I'M SORRY PLEASE DON'T KILL ME. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED HERE. I HAD A PLAN AND IT JUST KIND OF WENT OUT THE WINDOW.

And to make up for the long hiatus and crap (and because I want some new ideas) I am going to ask you guys to tell me what kind of Makorra oneshot you want to see next. Seriously. Tell me what kind of sexy fun times you want Mako and Korra to get up to and chances are I'll write it. Or you could not leave me anything and I'll just cry and not write anything.

Review? If you don't pandas will fall out of trees and break their legs.