Cake & Combat Training

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I, Mako, and Bolin finish up and head in the direction of the little tea shop. on the way, we talk about little nothings, and I eventually warm up to them and begin to relax. I feel like I've known them all my life, even though we met almost 2 hours ago. 

"and then I said 'no YOU look like a ferret-rat!'" I giggle at Bolin's dumb jokes as we push the doors open. The smell of vanilla wafts through the air. Bolin is basically doing the cartoon floating-because-of-the-food-smells thing, and Mako is checking out the ice cream flavors. We order and Bolin flirts with the attendant and Mako and I roll our eyes and chuckle. We sit down and eventually our food comes, I ordered Jasmine tea and some ramen (CRAVVIINNNGGGSSS), Mako orders cheesecake and raspberry sorbet, and Bolin orders onigiri and curry and rice. 

"Thank you for bringing us here, that was delicious." Bolin looks at me and smiles a half-smile. I look at his emerald green eyes and study his features. he has smile lines and dimples that puncture his cheeks like the hull of an Empire-class fire nation ship leaving thousands to drown at sea (I'm sorry). His nose is slightly pink, not like blushing, but from sunburn or just natural coloring. his hair is like a platypus-bears fur, soft and silky yet untamed.

"um, earth to y/n??" Mako waves a hand over my face a questioning look planted on his face. I turn crimson red and wave my hand dismissively at him, not daring to look at Bolin. I can't get distracted, not now at least. I finish my ramen and sip my tea, listening to the bickering between Bolin and Mako, giggling at times as they badger each other about who is the better bender. the server comes around and I start to pull some cash out, but Mako beats me to it.

"no. it's your birthday we have to treat you." Mako and Bolin smile at me. I start to tear up, no one has done anything like this for me in a while. 

"Thank you." I stand up and run to give Mako a hug. I wrap my arms around him, placing my palms on his back right below his shoulders. I stand on my tiptoes a bit so I don't feel like I'm hugging his stomach. I feel something press against my thigh but I choose to ignore it because if it's what I think it is, I don't want to make anything awkward.  I look at him and he looks like he's just seen a ghost. I brush his face and turn to Bolin.

Mako

I pull out a bit of cash before y/n could say turtle-duck. 

"no. It's your birthday w have to treat you." I smile warmly and give the server the money. when I look back she has tears in her eyes. she runs and wraps her arms around me.

her thin body must not weigh much, because she feels light as a feather. She stands on her tiptoes so she doesn't seem so short, which doesn't do much considering she's relatively short. her chest and waist are pressed against me entirely, and wh- sh*t. 

My pants began to feel tight and all the color disappeared from my face except my cheeks. I don't feel like that right now, but what the heck. She's gonna hate me. She pulls away and smiles. I imagine I look dreadful. She wipes something off my face. She turns and walks over to Bolin who is holding back a laugh. I stuff my hands in my pockets and sit back down.

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Bolin

 We walked back to the Stadium and decide to change into gym clothes and meet in the training room. I walk up the stairs to the apartment and open my dresser. I pick out a tank top and shorts. I walk down to the girl's bathroom and forgetting that this is the opposite gender and this is really creepy, I open the door.

"Hey, uh, y/n? You in he-"I tense up

"oh uh Bolin!" y/n turns around with just underwear on. I turn around and close the door. I stare ahead my face turning crimson red. Mako stands there in front of me a smirk on his face.

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