So, I haven't seen nearly enough Korrasami fictions, so I'm going to try to change that. I haven't seen enough Asami ones either, so that will definitely need to change.
Anyway, this is my first writing in a while, so please critique to your heart's content for me to get better. This story will most likely be a series of one-shots.
This story is based on my own girlfriend and some things I've noticed about her and myself. Enjoy!
Chapter One: Hair Flipping
Asami does this thing, Korra noticed, this thing where she flips her hair this way and that, and this thing where she straightens it up whenever someone comes around. She takes her slender fingers and combs them through her bangs, the strands falling where she wants them.
Korra noticed this when Asami approached Mako in any way. She noticed this the moment she met Asami, and she did not care for the prettied up doll that was hanging off of the arm of the handsome pro bender. She only ever seemed to flip and fix her already gorgeous locks in front of said bender.
But what Korra did not notice was that whenever the avatar would come around Asami and throw her dirty looks, Asami was fixing her hair, quickly and subtly making sure every strand was in its place.
"Why do you do that with your hair?" the young avatar asked one day while they waited for Mako at the pro bending arena. The other young lady looked at the avatar in confusion.
"What do I do with my hair?" Asami asked, her eyes wide and a faint hint of redness beginning to appear on her pale cheeks. Korra scoffed at the pretty girl. She began to flip her hair sarcastically, like she had seen Asami do hundreds of times.
"Oh, look at me, I'm so pretty! Let me fix up my already perfect hair!" Korra mocked. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked back at the other girl who hadn't said a word. Half of Korra was just playing with the other girl, but the other half was just a jealous mess. Asami's eyes were downcast.
"You only ever do it around Mako," Korra laughed. "You don't need to keep prepping yourself up for him. I think you've already got him."
Asami shook her head with a solemn smile. "No, I don't," she said, meaning for the words to be quiet and overlooked by the other woman. "I guess it's just a habit. I don't really notice it anymore. I do it around you too."
She sighed and shook her head with that same solemn smile on her face. "You look so pretty all of the time," Asami complimented the other girl. Korra's heart skipped a beat, and now the girl was beginning to feel like a complete jerk.
Asami laughed and what sounded like a subtle sob to Korra came out of her mouth as well. "If I'm not careful and keep myself looking sharp, there won't be any point!"
The non-bender's voice was attempting to be understood as a light joke, but the way it kept wavering told Korra that she had hurt Asami. Korra's eyes widened and her mouth flattened as she discovered she blew it. She rubbed her hand behind her head and sighed. When she opened her mouth to say something again, the other girl had begun to exit the room.
Korra stretched her arm out to the girl to stop her from leaving. "Asami, wait."
Asami stopped and turned around to look over her shoulder. She smiled so that her eyes closed with the movement of her cheeks. "It's okay, Korra, I understand," she began to say.
Korra furrowed her eyebrows in guilt. "No, it's not okay. I'm sorry. I'm a bit jealous of you is all," she said quickly and somewhat incomprehensively, turning quickly away from Asami with her arms folded and a blush on her face. Asami's usual genuine smile returns to her face as she approaches the avatar.
"There's no need for you to be jealous, Korra," Asami said. The pale woman stopped directly behind Korra. Mako and Bolin could be heard coming down the hall to the room to put on their gear to get ready for the match. Asami leaned her face over to place a small peck on the avatar's cheek. Korra's eyes grew even wider and her face resembled the colour of Pabu's fur. Asami bounced away from the other girl as soon as Mako and Bolin entered the room, chatting about how exciting the match was going to be. Asami walked toward Mako, stood on her toes and placed a kiss on his cheek as well before turning to leave.
"Good luck, guys!" she shouted and waved goodbye. The boys grumbled "bye" and "see ya" under their breaths while Korra stood there, her hand on her cheek and her face still heated. She shook her head to clear it, placing the helmet over her face to hide the blush and to prepare for the match.
The Fire Ferrets entered the ring, waving at the cheering crowd. Korra waved in return like always, but she was searching the audience for a certain special someone this time. Her eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on none other than Asami. Korra smiled, despite the other girl not being able to see her, and fixed her hair through the helmet, straightening her uniform before sending a blast of water at her opponent.
Sorry it wasn't very good. I'm going to definitely make it better. Don't worry. Please review and let me know what should be fixed and whatnot!