I'm sorry... || closed rp with Mako-rp
He had never been so scared in his life.
After what he thought was going to be a little security work had turned into a lot more than he bargained for as he was kidnapped be equalists of all people, and before he knew it, he had been shoved onto his knees with his hands tied behind his back in front of so many people- all people who hated benders.
"these people wanted my bending gone.. or worse" he had thought. However, when all hoped seemed lost, when he was staring Amon himself in the face, his legs shaking and threatening to give out on him, a loud explosion from the crowd had caught his attention, and the equalist who was trying to capture him again had been sent flying through the air by nobody other than Mako. Bolin nearly began to cry. He was so happy to see his older brother. He had exclaimed his name happily before he was dragged out of that awful place. Mako had a vice grip on his arm, and his hands began to heat up every time Bolin tried to wriggle out of it. Yeah, he was pissed alright.
The ride home had been difficult. Bouncing in Naga's mouth, even after they were far from the equalists, and Amon's wrath, Bolin wondered silently if this was Mako's punishment to him. Bolin, promise me you wont ever go near the triads...
With guilt in his stomach, he realized Mako had a right to be mad, and disappointed. Korra had dropped them off, and as he waved to her, he realized the stoic firebender hadn't said a word to him yet. He would give anything to even be lectured at this point, but the fact Mako was so silent...
He knew he was in big trouble.
He would even crack a joke, if the situation hadn't been so dire, but the way Mako's shoulders were tensing, he knew now was not the time.
"Mako?" he pleaded quietly, turning towards his older brother. "I... I..." he couldn't even finish as he imagined how angry Mako was with him.
He had no idea what to say.