She would always surprise me. It would come at random times. She would put a comforting arm on my shoulder, give me one those signature smiles were her blue eyes crinkled making them look smaller and shinier. Then she would say something ridiculously awkward and banal, like how the weather was humid and stammer though compliments in jagged phrases. I never really thought much about it, that who she is, a kind person.

Though the weeks she would pull me closer, touch my hair, dividing them into locks as she pleased, again I thought nothing of it. This is what girl friends do. One day as all four of us were sitting on the bay, she moved my hair aside, held me close her breath tickling my ear, and said that mama Mako was back. He came to her room will she was bathing and folded her socks into squares. And then I was shaking with laughter trying unsuccessfully to stop the tears, it was so typical of him, trying to care of people through even the smallest gestures. As I was covering my eyes, she started massaging my neck but that wasn't the odd part, she blew onto her finger coating it with a thin sheet of ice with the humidity around us. She dissolved the ice by lightly touching the back of my neck making a methodical loop to my ear and the edge of my shirt, and back again. She then had the audacity as I stiffened, to ask what was wrong. That little touch of ice gave me that tell tell sign of arousal, there was no point of denying the heat. I then took a comforting breath to control and steel myself, to look her straight in the eye, but stopped the glare short when I saw the dust of red lighting her cheeks.

All of the random awkward attempts at small talks and the constant touching, this was just her way of pitching woo. I couldn't stop the laughter if I tried, the tears fell again, it was just so adorkable. Of course my unintentional bard insulted her. I got up and followed her as she stomped away, pebbles moving out of her way, that's how I knew I fucked up. She never bends without purpose. So I caught up turned her over and made sure I looked apologetic, I grabbed her chin and kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth. Of course after that I added "sooo how about that weather."

Title: Amateur Flirting

Description: Korra awkwardly pitching woo.

AN: In my head canon it is mostly Korra going after her, pitching woo, I love that phrase and I think it's appropriate for the date of the show. The ice was from humidity in the air not her saliva. Anyway as you can probably tell this is my first fic, it has been years since I wrote anything resembling creativity. I hoped you liked it, leave me some feedback.