𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐬 // 𝑘𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑖 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚! 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

⁎̩͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁂̩̩͙͙ 　 ⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁎̩͙

months had passed like nothing and before we knew it, we had our first kid.

a little boy that weighed no more than five ounces. he had korra's skin and asami's glowing green eyes.

the pregnancy was rough but the actual birth was chaotic. asami was screaming almost the whole time and korra and i were scrambling to get whatever she needed.

in the end, it was all worth it though. asami was exhausted, of course, but she was happy. our son was born healthy and he had everything he needed from the moment he entered the world.

syoaran sato. our firstborn son.

everyone was so happy for us and did whatever they could to help out. brought over diapers, formula, clothes, extra food for us.

but thankfully, the three of us were able to be alone with our son, just to spend time with him.

together, and by ourselves.

the other day, korra and i walked in on asami talking to syoaran like he could respond. she was telling him some story about our teenage years and he was giggling along with her voice.

today was a rainy day and we stayed in. pema had made some food for us yesterday and i was heating it up for us to eat while korra was making some more baby formula.

"what are we gonna do when syoaran wants to call one of us?" asami asked a she walked over with him in her arms.

"uhh mom?" i chuckled.

"right.. and when the three of us answer to mom?" she asked.

korra and i look at each other. "oohhh.."

"okay, so uhm.. korra can be mom.. i'll be mama and.." i look over at asami.

"what else can he say?" i muttered. korra shook up a bottle next to me before walking over to hand it to asami.

"here, as.. ami.. ami!" she exclaimed.

"ami?" i laughed. "it's cute! mom, mama, and ami." korra says, pointing to us three.

"i like it." asami shrugged, feeding the baby with the bottle.

"yeah, me too." i smiled. i served up some plates and went to sit down so we could all eat together.

"now we need a daughter." asami muttered.

"you don't wanna wait until you're not limping anymore?" i laughed.

"i don't limp." she responded. i look up at her with a knowing expression.

"like we haven't been massaging your feet for months." korra laughed.

"oh stop, you love it and you love me." she kicked her leg under the table gently as her hands were occupied with holding the baby and his bottle.

i watched with a smile as she stared at syoaran with such love and admiration.

korra and i have experience from having a mother or having to act as one but asami knows nothing. but i can tell from the way she looks at him and cares for him that she's going to do just fine.

we finish eating and go on with our day revolving the baby.

i sat in the living room, rocking the baby to sleep while korra ran a bath for asami.

i held him in my arms while he was bundled in his cute little blanket. his eyes were freaky. it's like the color of asami's eyes went directly into his.