Someone had this as a headcanon here, so I used that in the creation of this short fic-let. It’s smutty because I only have two settings, fluffy and smutty.
Rating: M (for the smut part…)
Word Count: 1024
“What is that?”
Korra’s voice shot into his head sharply, making him turn curiously to face her. “What?” Mako frowned at his girlfriend as she looked back, moving toward him. They were taking their gear off in the locker room of the bending gym after a workout together. He and Korra weren’t pro-benders anymore, but they still came to spar once and while, using the lockers Bolin had saved.
“That, on your shoulder.” Korra yanked his tank out of the way. “Is that a tattoo?”