Book 5: Family

Chapter 8

CHAPTER WARNINGS: homophobia.

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Although they always had breakfast and dinner together, and slept together, Korra felt she didn't see nearly enough of Asami for the next two days. She understood that she had a very large company to run, and that Republic City was in desperate need of her creative engineering to fix the infrastructure. Still, it was terribly difficult to be apart after being together every moment for so long.

On her third night in Asami's mansion, Korra decided she'd been cooped up long enough. She was starting to get stir-crazy, passing most of her free time training in the gym and lounging in Asami's pool. There was only so long she could do that before the shine wore off.

"Can we go out for dinner tonight?" she asked out of the blue after she greeted her lover at the door. "It doesn't have to be anything special, I could just use a change of scenery."

Though Asami sighed, she was also smiling as she set down her briefcase near the door. "Of course we can. In fact, I think I need that right about now." It had indeed been several long hours of endless meetings and negotiations with stubborn people, and taking a break from it all with the only person in the world who mattered sounded like precisely the remedy for such a slow headache.

"Ohhh that's great," Korra said with a grin. She'd been even more eager to get out than she let on. "I thought maybe we could eat dinner and then go for a walk in Central Park. Maybe get one of those silly turtle-duck boats... you know, ironically?" She grinned and shrugged. In truth, she was hoping to hold and kiss Asami on a lake, surrounded by pretty lights, without giant mushrooms cat-calling at them. Some quiet romance!

"You really want to ride one of the turtle-ducks?" she laughed, but she was already in the process of taking off her boots so she could change. Then her movements paused. "Or... well, did you want me to get dressed up or just go out as we are? Wouldn't want to presume."

"Ironically," Korra reminded her with a humorous tone. "Um... well. I mean, I always enjoy seeing you dressed up, but I don't exactly have something to match. All my really nice clothes are at Air Temple Island." She paused for a moment, wondering if she was going to continue staying with Asami for a while. Would it be too weird to move her stuff into her girlfriend's mansion? "I'd hate to bother Tenzin and Pema during their dinner."

"Then we'll go somewhere more casual." Immediately, Asami picked up the boots and exchanged them for some unimpressive shoes, then hung up her more formal jacket, leaving the rest of her outfit as it was. "What do you feel like? Soup, or something a little meatier?"

"Meatier!" she replied enthusiastically. "Wait — ohhh man, I've got the best idea! Mako and Bolin once took me to this place that serves Fire Nation food and had live music! It's definitely meaty."

Grinning from ear to ear at Korra's childlike joy, she couldn't help but have a spring in her step as she rejoined her side, leaning in to press her lips against the strong jaw she loved so much. "Anything your heart desires."

"Sweet!" Korra exclaimed, flushing pink as Asami kissed her jaw. "Anything my heart desires, huh?" She put her arm around her and winked suggestively. "Well then this is gonna be a great night! Hey, can we drive there in one of your Satomobiles?" Korra had seen Asami's collection of vehicles a couple of times but she'd only had the chance to ride in two of them. One of them, she recalled, she'd crashed into a lamppost.

A fact that Asami clearly remembered. "Yes, we can drive there — no, you cannot. You might be the Avatar, but I think you ought to complete the basic safety course before I let you behind the wheel again." But she was already opening the door and leading her down the hall to where she knew the garage to be.