Alright, so I like to imagine that Bolin is not very fond of storms. And by ‘not very fond’ I mean he absolutely hates them, and the reasoning behind this stems from his childhood spent on the streets with Mako. I mean, he doesn’t start bawling or anything when it thunders, but stormy nights tend to bring up some bad memories.
This just so happens to be one of the first rainy nights Korra spends with Bolin. She loves it. She loves rain, she loves Bolin, and she loves chillin’ out in her undies. But it isn’t long before Korra notices something is up with her Bo. In an attempt to ease his troubled mind, she wraps him up in her arms and just starts talking. It’s natural, it’s easy, and they both enjoy the contact they have with one another. She tells him fantastical stories, ones she had grown up on in the South (thank you, Master Katara), and they help to distract him from the memories that plague his mind on nights like these.
And there you have it. Borra Week day four. I got this done sooner than I thought I would. Luckily everyone was asleep once I got home from work, so I had a nice open opportunity to finish this up…
CAZZ, I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUCH /weeps
OMG WEEPING PARTY /weeps