The Myth of Y/N (Korra X Reader)

THREE YEARS LATER - PART TWO

Y/N'S POV

It was dark when we arrived.

Landing gently on an open space of Air Temple Island, I get off Spectre. No-one is outside. Makes sense. All of the Air Nomads are probably asleep right now. Speaking of which...

"Go with the rest of the bisons." I tell my furry friend, stroking the fur on his forehead. "Make sure you get some sleep. You earned it."

With a rumble of agreement, the bison flies off to join the with other flying bisons.

Spectre will soon be asleep. I should probably head to bed too.

I glance at the sparkling lights of the beautiful Republic City, appearing like a cluster of stars from the island. But I look at one area in particular in the right.

I really should head to bed.

But on the other hand...

TIME SKIP

Knocking lightly on the all too familiar brown door, I wait patiently for an answer.

"Coming!"

At the sound of her voice, I quickly inspect myself, tidying my robes and hair. Then, when I finally finish, the door swings open. At the entrance, I see the familiar jet-black hair, golden eyes, and small scare on the right side of her face.

Kyuni freezes in place, eyes widened, as she sees her visitor: Me.

"Surprise?" I say with a cheeky smile.

My voice snaps her out of her trance and a blink of an eye she pulls me into a massive hug!

"Y/N!" She squeals, voice muffled by her face in my shoulder. "You're back early!"

Closing my eyes, I reciprocate. "Guess I'm faster than you thought."

We pull apart and the firebender gives me a soft smile. "Clearly."

I smile back. Then, I notice that she is in her pyjamas. "Oh, uh, I hope I didn't intrude. I know I came here out of the blue at a late time."

Instinctually, she looks down at her clothing and blushes in embarrassment. Then she looks up at raises her hands in assurance. "No, no, it's fine. Come in!"

Walking into her apartment, I sit back on the highly soft and comfortable sofa. Meanwhile, Kyuni walks to the kitchen. "Do you want a drink?"

"A water, please."

"Coming right up."

A few moments later and she walks up to me, two glasses in her hand, and places them on toe wooden table. Taking one of the glasses, I feel the ice-cold liquid pour down my throat as I sip the drink. It's freezing temperature releases some of the tension within me.

"How was the Fire Nation?" Kyuni curiously asks and sits down on a nearby chair.

"The usual." I nonchalantly say. "Managed to settle that trade dispute that was going on. I also went to a village and dealt with a gang there."

"A gang, huh? Were they tough?"

"Hardly. Had them screaming in a minute."

A cute snort emits from Kyuni. "I thought Air Nomads didn't like violence."

"Now, wait a minute," I start, giving her a grin. "I gave them two chances to surrender. Not my fault they were too stupid and stubborn to listen."

"Of course, Master Y/N." She mockingly replies, accompanying with a mocking bow.