The General and The Avatar. They had been living together for quite a while. They didn't care of what anyone said, they just knew they were meant to be together. Iroh was the only one who could not only balance Korra's stubbornness and impatience out, he was also the only one who could cease her nightmares. His warmth, his heartbeat. She had noticed it and they started to spend the nights on each other's house. Until they decided it was better to just rent an apartment for the two of them.
It was working smoothly, both would repeatedly think. They were an amazing team, strong, balanced, passionate. They were a cute and supportive couple, they would do lots of activities together and Iroh was so understanding of Korra's burden as the Avatar that he could even help out with it, sharing the heavy weight between the two.
However, there are things that never change and never would, for example, the mornings.
Iroh all his life had been accustomed to wake up early in the morning, Korra, on the contrary was more nocturnal.
The noble gentleman would always rise with the sun, he would pick up anything too out of place (Whatever they could have left messy the night before) take a bath, get dressed, make some tea and also let some things prepared for breakfast. Then he would return to bed, gladly, peacefully wrapping himself below the sheets and then surrounding that gorgeous chocolate body he loved so much, caressing her hairs softly until she decided to wake up. She would always smile, happy but very thankful of still encountering him by her side. After, they would cuddle and kiss and Iroh would smile and go to make breakfast (He didn't mind cooking at all) while Korra got out of bed and prepared herself up. Because for her, mornings would always be evil, but never empty since she had Iroh by her side. And for him, mornings would always be the chance for himself to admire how beautiful and valuable his beautiful girlfriend of the blue zircon eyes was