Summary: Mako, Bolin, and Asami try to fit into Korra’s family. Mako-centric.
Notes: oh god this is a fucking mess and I have a lot of feelings that did not translate well into this. Whatever posting it anyway YOLO.
He’s slightly grateful that the meeting of her parents is tragic; he doesn’t want the attention taken from her, especially when Korra had said she was excited to see them after so many months. It was the first time she sounded optimistic since defeating Amon.
He had expected her to rush off the ship they had arrived on with Naga in tow, flinging herself into the arms of her parents and whatever large welcoming committee that he had no doubt would collect on the dock. He envisioned the entire Order of the White Lotus arriving to accept her back to her homeland, with more people from her village and tribe to make it feel more sincere. Their Avatar was returning broken, but she was still theirs.
Instead when they walk to the exit of the ship, it’s just one man and two women, one old and frail, standing before the group of people they already know. Tenzin, his family, and Lin had arrived before them by flying bison.
Mako’s hand grips onto Korra’s shoulder and she shudders out a sigh. She looks tired.
He realizes that this is everyone.