Wake Up Korra


It was close to noon when Korra woke up. Her morning wake-up routine was very simple, yet slow. First she kept her eyes closed, just to see if could go back to sleep. When that didn't work she would let out a loud yawn and stretch, her body surprisingly sore this morning. Lastly, she would open her eyes.

But that's where she made her first mistake. This room wasn't hers. Nor was this bed and these covers. The arm thrown over her bare stomach, which she had just became aware of, definitely was not hers. That's when it hit her. Oh it really smacked her good. "It" being the reason where she was and how she got there. She had to hold in a groan while the slumber figure beside her shifted in her sleep.

This is where Korra made her second mistake. She turned her head just enough to take a glance from the corner of her eye, chanting a silent prayer in her mind over and over.

Raava...please let me be wrong. Please let me be wrong.

Beside Korra laid a very asleep, very naked, yet very beautiful Asami. Yes, something Korra will never be able to delete from her memory. Especially now since she turned her head to properly make sure it wasn't a trick. Their faces were merely inches away from each other. Asami's lips were slightly parted, with lipstick smudged all over. Korra lifted her own hand to her lips and checked her fingers.

Oh. That's a really good piece of evidence I need to get rid of right now.

Those azure orbs then glanced back to the sleeping figure. Asami's hair was a mess, a lovely mess. Korra knew she would lay there forever if she could, but there was something else that caught those azure orbs. A dark bruise on Asami's shoulder, easily noticeable because of her light complexion. It took a lot of self-control on Korra's part not to jump out of this heaven turned death trap. Could this get any worse?

Well...if Korra really thought about it, the worst case scenario would be if Asami woke up right now to see Korra just staring at her bare self. Or what if Asami woke up with a hangover, remembering what happened last night, AND then saw a naked Korra laying next to her?

Okay nope, let's not go there. Korra was done with this anyways. She'll think about how she ended up here later. Right now, she had to focus. Korra slowly and with much precision took Asami's arm off of her stomach. The brunette frowned slightly, noticing how cold that part of her skin felt without Asami's arm but had to remind herself that she was in a dangerous position. She slowly slid off the bed all the meanwhile she was lowering the sleeping beauty's arm onto the now empty but warm space. Korra had her tongue sticking out, her concentration has never been so desperate before, she was even holding her breath.

Ah. Success.

Korra then looked back and forth for her articles of clothing. This step is crucial, for those who have not yet been in this situation before. Start with the smaller articles of clothing, you may think this is silly but socks are without a doubt the easiest piece of fabric to lose and leave behind, make sure you give yourself time for this kind of hunt. Luckily for Korra that wasn't the case, her light blue panties were beautifully decorating Asami's lamp while her other clothes were scattered on the floor with Asami's. She caught a glance of those red panties and remembered thinking last night that red was her new favorite color. Oh and she had almost forgotten her jacket. She checked inside the pockets for her keys and phone and was so relieved that everything was going well.

Now it's time to fix this crime scene. Korra picked up all of Asami's clothes, yes even those red and very expensive feeling panties. Softer than a baby's butt, Korra thought to herself. She folded them neatly and set them all on a chair. There was no need to dress the knocked out woman because Asami usually sleeps nude. After she had picked up the mess, in order to hide the fact that something hot and heavy took place, she left the room. Korra walked down the hall, turned left once she reached the family room, and had her hand on the knob. She was almost free when she heard a groan coming from Asami's bedroom.

Korra paused and weighed her options. She could leave right now and maybe make it to her car before Asami noticed. Or-

A louder groan was heard and Korra slumped her shoulders in defeat. The anxious young woman turned around and placed her jacket on a chair that carried her keys and phone, then went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Inside of Asami's medicine cabinet were the ibuprofen pills. With these two items, Korra believed she looked the part she had always played: a great friend.

She entered the bedroom, but only saw Asami sleeping. Perhaps there was a spirit out there that Korra made really happy and was giving her another chance to escape unscratched. That would be really nice of them. The tanned female smiled at the sleeping beauty then placed the glass of water and ibuprofen pills on the night stand before leaving the room once again, this time successfully leaving out the front door.

Korra finally arrived to her own place, well, not just her own as she was renting it with Opal and Jinora. Opal most likely went to stay at Bolin and Mako's place while Jinora visited her family for the weekend.

She was definitely safe.

Or so the exhausted brunette thought until she looked at herself in the mirror, nude. Her lips were still stained with lipstick she didn't manage to completely wipe off. Bruises marked her breasts and toned stomach but thankfully not her neck and there was something missing that she hadn't accounted for: her water tribe necklace. The only item worth carrying around 24/7 since it came from her parents back home. So Korra began retracing her steps and remembered quite well that she had the habit of putting her necklace in her pants pocket before she starts drinking, just so nothing happens to it. Korra picked up her pants to inspect the front then the back pockets. Korra slapped her forehead with her palm, suddenly remembering that she showed it to Asami before all of that...yeah...happened.

Well that was that. There was no way she could go back now so Korra decided to take a quick shower then squeeze in a nap before she had to face the consequences of her mistakes.

She stood under the lukewarm water, pondering the thoughts a little longer. Which part of this was she actually guilty of? She's been wanting Asami for the longest time yet never pursued her. But the reality was, Korra knew exactly why she had to call last night a mistake.

Asami is dating Mako and has been for the past two years..

Korra couldn't help but cringe when guilt was settling heavily in her gut. She turned off the shower water and stepped out while grabbing a towel nearby. She quickly dried herself and left the towel draped over her shoulders. After changing to some shorts and a loose shirt, she laid herself on her bed, her thoughts rushing back to continue where she left off.

Asami and Mako are dating, but that's not all, Mako is also Korra's ex.

But let's keep that ex as an ex. Korra admitted she was foolish those first couple of weeks when Mako first started to date Asami. Mako and Korra were over for a month but it was never by her decision. So of course Korra decided she wouldn't go down without a fight. That mindset always led her to kiss Mako when she was drunk. Luckily for her, Asami never found out and Mako never made a comment about it either so she decided to give up before she made another mistake. Still, seeing how happy those two were was hard until eventually some good came out of it, such as befriending Asami. The raven-haired beauty showed Korra that she was like none of those things Korra use to call her (never out loud). She realized that even though Asami was gorgeous, intelligent and rich, she was also incredibly considerate and hardworking despite not having her parents around. Her mother was murdered during an attempted robbery when Asami was only six years old and although she still had her father, he handled his wife's passing by burying himself in work. When Asami first told Korra, she was speechless. Not just because she felt guilty for judging an incredible person when they had just met, but she was shocked to discover that she was the very person which Asami could turn to.

Their friendship grew from there with good timing seeing as Asami and Mako were having troubles with their relationship. Mako spent too many late nights at his detective office while Asami was never home during the day with managing her father's business. So when Asami had enough of their arguments, she would make the drive to Korra's place 20 minutes away and vented.

"I wish he was more like you Korra," Asami sighed while taking a sip of the expensive wine she brought.

"Do you want me to help him tone his abs?" Korra suggested.

"No...well maybe" Asami laughed. "I would just really appreciate it if he would listen to me the way you do."

The statement made Korra smile. "Mako can be a real idiot. To be honest we fought all the time before we broke up. It's no wonder it ended horribly," she paused, glancing over to Asami to find her giggling, she already told the emerald-eyed beauty the story many times before. "Has he ever explained that hole in the wall?" Korra's smile grew wider the more Asami laughed, both of them knowing the answer to that as well.

After several moments of letting Asami have her fun, Korra went on. "We were never patient with each other to begin with. I admit I knew that was one of our problems but I never thought I could do anything about it. I was wrong to think like that. Asami, be patient with him okay?"

"You're seriously the best Korra," Asami leaned over to kiss Korra's cheek uncharacteristically, the scent of alcohol filling up the shocked female's nostrils.

Korra could only manage to give a nod while her cheek burned. No way would have Asami do that if she was sober, Korra mused as she looked over to the half-empty wine bottle they both shared. Korra wanted to believe that she didn't need to look so deep into something her friend did while she was drunk.

Korra was wrong however, the closer they became the more affectionate Asami proved to be. Sometimes they would hold hands while they were out, share drinks, or change in the same dressing room. Korra was put into several situation where her sanity was put to the test. There was a point where Korra could no longer stand to be in denial, so Asami claimed victory while Korra ended up falling harder for her friend.

It had been at least a year that Korra had felt this way. By now she had accepted her one-sided feelings and continued to play her role to her best ability without comprsing their friendship. But if there was one thing Korra was sure of, it was the fact that her feelings weren't going to go away anytime soon. Which of course didn't make anything easier for Korra but she figured it was the least she can do to ensure Asam's happiness with Mako.


By the time Korra woke up from her nap, it was already late into the afternoon. She groaned when she heard her phone go off as well as the door bell. She rolled off of bed and went to get the door first. On the other side was Opal on the phone. She appeared annoyed as she hung up the call. "You look dead," was her way of greeting her exhausted roommate.

"Hm?" was Korra's clever reply.

"Why are you still sleeping? Don't tell me you and Asami went crazy last night when you dropped her off," Opal joked while tossing her jacket on the couch and heading straight towards the kitchen. "We have no more milk."

Korra did her best to laugh while she was lost in her thoughts. How exactly was she supposed to admit to the short-haired girl that the matter which she had joked about wasn't a joke at all?

"Korra, no milk," the younger female repeated herself.

"O-oh okay, I'll get some after my run." Korra locked the front door and went straight to her room without looking at Opal. Her face felt hot and she didn't trust herself to have a normal conversation with her roommate right now.


The azure-eyed woman changed, stepped outside her front door and checked her watch before starting off with a slow jog. This time she had no organized map planned in her head, she kept steady with her pace and took whichever turns came her way. While running, Korra had a thought that Jinora would most likely be the easiest person to talk to about her current situation, considering she was one of the few people who knew of Korra's feelings for Asami. Opal would most likely tell her boyfriend, Bolin, who held no secrets with his close brother Mako, who, if you need to be reminded, was Asami's current boyfriend. It was too much of a risk.

Bolin seemed to have arrived a little before Korra and was making himself comfortable at home in the refrigerator like usual. She came up from behind him and laid the gallon of milk on top of his brawny head, forcing the hungry young man to keep still.

"Korraaaa," Bolin let out a whine then tilted his head, controlling the angle of the fall and caught the gallon of milk with both hands. He frowned at Korra who was sipping a glass of water with a smirk.

Korra sat herself on the kitchen counter. "Weren't you with Opal all night and morning? You love birds sure don't get sick of each other," she mumbled.

Bolin placed the gallon of milk inside the refrigerator then shrugged. "She wants to go out for lunch. And there's no way I can get bored of looking at such a beautiful face." Korra rolled her eyes at Romeo and tried to change the subject before he got started.

"How did Mako wake up?"

"In a horrible mood as usual," he waved it off before looking at his friend with apologetic eyes. "Sorry Korra."

"What for?"

"Well I know Mako said he wasn't going to drink in order to keep an eye on Asami but you ended up watching over the both of them."

"Don't even worry about it, you had your hands full with Opal anyways. Besides it got easier when Mako passed out at the booth. They must both be pretty stressed out with work," Korra wondered out loud.

A very hungry Bolin took a banana from the fruit bowl, "Mako told me they haven't had sex in three weeks."

Korra almost chocked on her water from the sudden news. "S-seriously?" She did her best to gather herself. This was something she wasn't sure she wanted to know but couldn't help but be curious about.

Bolin raised an eyebrow, "Asami didn't tell you?" She was about to answer but Opal now appeared in the kitchen and swatted at the tanner woman's knee.

"Off." The younger girl commanded. Korra laughed and patted Opal's head as she walked past the couple to take another, more thorough shower. Standing under the hot water, Korra used the opportunity to think over the few scenarios she believed were more likely to occur when she went to Asami's condo.


Sounds of Asami moving stuff around could be heard through the door. The blue eyed woman grew nervous, in fact she was sure she was going to run if Asami didn't open the door right-

"Hey, oh fuck...sorry," hot tea spilled onto Korra's shoes. She yelped more out of being surprised then hurt. "Ah sorry again! Come in, come in," Asami grabbed hold of Korra's bicep, pulling her in without warning.

Korra stood inside with widened eyes, not exactly expecting that kind of greeting to go so...casual. Could it be that Asami didn't remember what happened? This had to be Korra's lucky day.

"Korra you okay?"

The brunette was pulled out of her thoughts immediately and cleared her throat before asking, "How are you feeling?" She quickly made herself at home and headed to the kitchen to pour herself some tea, not daring to make eye contact with the raven-haired beauty. She really wasn't sure if she could look at her best friend and not think about the previous night.

"Like I was recently brought up from the dead," Asami groaned then sunk into her chair while taking small sips of her tea. "Thank you so much for bringing me home," she said with a warm smile, one which Korra didn't notice.

"Y-you remembered?"

"Mako told me when I texted him this morning. He'll be here in a bit with lunch, though I doubt he'll stick around to eat with me." Asami sighed.

Korra knew their relationship was once again on the rocks and decided it was best to not beat around the bush, "You guys haven't had sex in a while."

There was a pause from Asami. "You know how he can be when an investigation isn't going his way," the emerald eyed beauty did her best to brush off the problem. "Besides I can't stay up to wait for him with work the next day so we just haven't gotten to it."

Korra nodded though she wondered why Asami hadn't told her about it, but maybe she should feel grateful for that. Korra also knew she lucked out with the fact that Asami didn't recall anything of last night. She hoped it would stay like that.

The doorbell rung, Asami got up and Korra kept her eyes on her tea, feeling anxious. By now she was accustomed to seeing the couple together but today was different. The tanned female felt the guilt begin to chew at her insides. If she could hardly make eye contact with Asami on her own how was Korra going to deal with being in the same room as those two? Fortunately, she managed to keep herself in the kitchen while the couple talked in the living room, only making her presence known when Mako yelled hi.

She finished her tea when the front door closed, Asami came into the kitchen with a bag of Narook's take out and placed it on the counter, running a hand through her dark locks afterwards. The taller woman then came behind the shorter female and laid her chin on her friend's shoulder. "Have lunch with me?" her hot breath tickled Korra's ear.

Korra closed her eyes with Asami's voice so near there was no way she could fight the memories of their committed mistakes. Which of course was a bad idea since Korra now had to fight the blush that was making its way to her cheeks. "Of course," she was able to answer with a squeak. She cleared her throat as she continued, "I'm only here for the free food."

Asami laughed as she pulled away to take out plates and drinks, looking happy to have some company. "Mako feels bad for last night by the way, he promised he'll be the designated driver next time."

"Asshole should feel bad," Korra grumbled, seeing as though she wouldn't be in the most awkward situation in her life if it wasn't for his carelessness. She then began to fill her plate with food and made sure Asami's plate was completely full to help with the hangover. They moved to the living room and sat on the couch while they watched 'Nutuck: Hero of the South'. Bolin didn't know this but the girls had a great time watching his early films, mostly laughing at the whole plot.

Every now and then, Korra would glanced at her beautiful best friend, but each time she was reminded of last night. Worry and guilt had taken up most of Korra's appetite so she had to focus more on the appearance of having a good time. Asami, on the other hand, was getting back her color and those tired eyes began to sparkle once again. The movie had ended and Asami once again chimed in that the DVD should have included bloopers. Korra smiled and laughed even though Asami had said that every single time they watched the movie.

Suddenly Asami's make-up less features twisted up with a frown as she noticed Korra's plate not completely cleaned. Korra caught her best friend glance and quickly thought up an excuse. "I ate a bit before coming here."

Those emerald orbs stayed on Korra. The image of Asami's mouth open, gasping with pleasure popped into Korra's thoughts. She fought the urge to shake her head in an attempt to physically push away those thoughts.

"Well take some home for dinner," Asami said while she picked up her own plate then Korra's to take to the kitchen.

Korra stayed put in her seat and used the private opportunity to hold her head in her hands, in efforts to keep herself together. She wasn't sure how much she can take, she wanted to leave but at the same time stay. Her thoughts were a mess.

"Hey Korra?"

"Y-yes?!" her voice an octave higher while she whipped her head up.

"Can you come here, I, uh, need to show you something." Korra furrowed her eyebrows. She got up and did her best to shut up her busy mind. When she arrived at that kitchen, Asami turned to her with a shaky smile. "I can't remember much of last night," she admitted with a blush then started to pull the collar of her shirt to reveal the dark mark Korra noticed when she woke up. The shorter woman swallowed a lump in her thought. "I'm worried about this," Asami muttered.

"Oh w-what about it?" Korra felt her whole world slowly turn itself upside down. Her heart feeling ready to burst with the sudden realization that Asami knew. What was going to happen to them now?

"Uhm, you don't think I cheated on Mako last night right?" Asami whispered lowly even though it was just the two of them already. Korra felt her heart drop, stopping abruptly from its frantic pace. But just because Asami wasn't suspicious of Korra, didn't mean she was out of the woods just yet.

She knew she had to be careful about this, this was her chance to clear any suspicion. Korra shrugged, appearing aloof, "Of course not, you probably bumped it somewhere with your drunk self." Asami raised an eyebrow, not exactly believing that. Korra felt it obligatory to go on, growing desperate to keep up the act. "I was with you the whole time 'Sami. Trust me, I wouldn't let a guy near you...they wouldn't be able to handle it seeing as you're a vicious kissing machine when your plastered."

At this Asami laughed, already quite aware of her wild drunk side. Korra was just relieved to see Asami had believe her, but also knew that she had dug her grave a little deeper with the white lie. "I'm so glad to have you Korra, but knowing me I probably tried to kiss you as well."

Korra didn't have the reflex to stop her blush which ended up making Asami laugh even harder. The brunette pouted and began to poke at her best friend. "You shouldn't be getting that wasted in the first place, now apologize."

"I'm sorry I'm sorry." Asami threw her hands up, looking her best to appear like she meant it but Korra suddenly felt her heart pick up its pace when she noticed that mischievous smirk appear on those soft lips. "So what you think? Impressive skills right?" Asami asked while she passed by and declared she was going to take a shower with her hangover symptoms almost gone.

Korra stood behind in the kitchen, holding her composure only until she heard the shower turn on. Why her, Korra couldn't help but think as she leaned back on the kitchen counter with her hand on her head. She already knew the kind of trouble she was in for being in love in the first place and then having to lie about it. But now she was supposed to pretend as if the best night of her life never happened too?

Korra couldn't decide which was more heartbreaking.


And that's that. Questions? Concerns? Comments? Leave a review! This was a long chapter so I hope you had some fun reading.

Thank you for reading!