"Bolin, stop," you said through a fit of giggles. Your body jerked in his firm hold, trying to escape the onslaught of kisses. Korra just had to let it slip that you were ticklish and now you were paying the price.

"Oh I'm sorry, could you speak up?" Bolin teased, his fingers digging into your ribs. You shrieked with laughter at the sensation. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes and your chest heaved. You couldn't even form enough words to say atop anymore.

Bolin noticed the change in your reactions after a moment. His fingers stopped making spidery motions and he moved back to sit down. You fell into his lap, gasping for breath. Bolin's thumb came up to wipe away an escaped tear.

"Are you okay?" Bolin fretted. "Did I go too far? Are you hurt?"

A shaky smile crossed your face. Your boyfriend might be obtuse half of the time, but he really was just a sweetheart. Sure he screwed up, he was awkward, and you definitely had the working brain cells in the relationship. But at the end of the day he was warm, solid, and he would move mountains (literally) for you.