I don't have math the next day, so I don't see Asami in the morning. But when I go to her dorm at night, I'm actually pretty nervous. I'm not sure if this is a date or what, but I don't want to move too fast. I even bring my first animation assignment with me because well, it'll be a conversation starter, and because I don't want things to be too awkward between us.

"Hey," I say as I walk into the dorm, taking my shoes off at the door. Asami is sitting on the floor in front of her coffee table, scrawling complex- looking equations onto a sheet of notebook paper. "Dang girl, what are you doing?"

She looks up, a pair of glasses on her nose. Oh my God, she looks so cute. "Calculus." She laughs when I make a grossed out face. "It all ties in with architectural math, though. Wanna see?"

I shrug and walk over to her, taking one look at the paper before scoffing. "No thank you. I can barely do Trigonometry."

"Well, you're an animator, what do you expect?" She says and sneers jokingly, sitting up on the couch.

"Excuse me, ma'am," I say and put a hand on my hip. "I want to see you do this bouncing ball animation frame by frame for so long that you can barely see. Hm?"

"Oh man, do you have it with you?" She asks, and her eyes light up. "I'd love to see it."

I smile and nod. "Yeah, I was gonna work on it over here if we had some chill time." I take out the stack of papers out of my backpack and turn them over into a comfortable flipping position, showing her the frames fast enough so the animation looks rough but distinguishable. "The first assignment is always a bouncing ball." I pause. "You have a drafting table here, right?"

"Yeah, you can work on it there if you want." She laughs softly. "Is it weird that I just met you and I feel so comfortable around you?" She asks, still scribbling violently on the notebook paper.

"Nah, I feel the same way to be honest," I say, chuckling a little. "The only thing that worries me is that you won't want to be friends with me as you get to know me better."

At this she stops and turns around to face me. "Don't be stupid. I like you-" Her eyes get really wide and she slaps her forehead. "Dammit. I didn't say that." She turns back around, and all I do is laugh, snorting a little. She's so damn adorable.

"Right, of course. So, what's for dinner?" I say, getting all of my gear set out for later. "You said something about pasta?"

"Well, I can make that. But it's really whatever you want to eat out of the fridge," She says, laughing a little. She's blushing seriously.

"Actually," I say, thinking for a second. "How about I cook?" She looks at me like I'm crazy and I chuckle. "As you can tell, I'm a descendant of the Inuits, and both my mom and dad are some fifty percent Inuit as well. Mom makes this one dish that would make you go crazy, and I can make it with my eyes closed. And it's noodles, so I'll be able to whip something up while you work on your math. Sound good?" I pause. "I mean, I don't mean to say you can't cook or anything, Uh-"

"Korra," she says, taking her glasses off. She has one of the warmest smiles on her lips. "I'd be honored."

"You should feel quite honored," I say and wink, and watch her face turn bright red immediately. I can't help but giggle as I make my way into the small kitchen.

The food doesn't take long to make, and soon I have two bowls of greenish- colored noodles in my hands.

"Okay, it looks disgusting," I say as I hand a plate to Asami, "But I promise it isn't." Asami just scoffs and takes a tentative bite, making herself comfortable as I sit down beside her on the couch.

"Oh. Oh my God. Where have you been all my college life? I've been eating pizza and frozen meals for like a whole year." She takes a big mouthful of the noodles.

"Well, I was in Canada," I say and she punches me lightly on the shoulder.

"Smart ass," she chides, and I laugh. "Thank you for the food though, really."

"Don't mention it."

After we finish up eating, Asami puts on some cartoons and I get to finishing my animation, putting in my headphones. The silence between us is extremely comfortable, and I find myself getting a lot of work done on my animation. Most of the key frames are done, and I'm nearly done sketching the in-betweens too. And the work isn't due until next week. Maybe Asami is my good luck charm.

I don't remember dozing off, or even getting tired, but I'm woken up with a nudge to my arm. My back hurts like hell when I stand up because of the angle I slept in, and I look at the clock on the wall.

"2 AM?" I whisper, rubbing an eye.

"Yeah, I fell asleep too," Asami says softly. "Let me walk you to your dorm," she says, getting my stuff before taking my arm and slowly walking me through the halls to my dorm.

"This the one?" She says.

"Yep. Home sweet home. You know, I could have made it over here by myself."

"I didn't need you getting lost or something," She simply states, opening the door and looking around. "Messy."

"Don't judge," I say, yawning. She simply smiles and walks me to my bed, helping me under the covers and tucking me in.

"See you in math tomorrow?"

"You bet," I say, smiling. The last thing I remember, or I think I remember, is a soft pair of lips placing themselves on my forehead, and a quiet 'goodnight' said softly next to my ear. I'm not sure. But I know that even if it was a dream, it was a good one.

The next few months go by pretty uneventfully. I go by to see Asami when I'm not up to my eyeballs in work, as well as Bolin and Mako. They've even come over to my dorm a few times to help me get settled in, and I was thankful for every second of help. I fed them, and Bolin, of course, ate two cups of spicy ramen.

Math has become pretty much the class that I look forward to the most, only because I'm able to sit beside Asami. And animation class is going along famously. The crew asks all the time for me to show them my work. We all show off our work from time to time. Asami gives me a blueprint of a house that they're designing one day, and Opal does the best concept art I've ever seen. I'm pretty convinced that all Mako and Bolin do is sit around all day until Mako shows me this storyboard for his class, and Bolin shows off his animation of an octopus opening a jar. They're all extremely talented, and I can't help but think every day how lucky I am to have found such a good group of people to hang around.

Things are falling into place, and it's great.

….

K: Hey Asami, I got this new movie. Wanna come over to my place and watch it tonight?

A: What movie?

K: Big Hero 6

A: Oh my God I've been wanting to see that for forever. What time?

K: 8?

A: I'll be there ;)

….

Asami comes into my apartment a little early, like usual.

"Hey, how's it going?" I say, rinsing off some dishes in the kitchen.

"Great, as always," Asami answers, taking a seat on my couch.

"So you've never seen Big Hero 6 before? I ask, taking a seat beside her after turning the lights off. "It's been out of theatres for a while now."

"Yeah, I just haven't had the time to buy the DVD. But I'm getting around to it now so don't judge me, woman."

"Fine, fine," I say, laughing. "You'll love it. Just don't fall asleep this time!"

She makes a raspberry noise at me and I laugh, scooting a little closer to her.

The movie is about thirty minutes in when I feel her hand accidentally brush over mine, and her skin is so smooth. I look over and she's looking straight back at me, a blush on her cheeks.

"Sorry, I- I didn't mean to do that," She says, taking her hand back quickly.

"Hey, no. Chill, it's alright," I say, feeling my chest burn with nervousness. Now or never. I look at the movie for a few more minutes while I build up the courage.

I let my hand brush over hers, looking gently into her eyes. A soft smile forms on my lips, and her eyes widen when they meet mine.

"Hi," I say softly, intimately, ignoring the throbbing in my pants.

"Hey," Asami answers back. She pauses. "How are you?"

"I'm fantastic," I say, and my heart speeds up immediately. Another pause. "You're not watching the movie, are you?" I ask, feeling our faces slowly inch closer to each other. I grab her hand more firmly now.

"I was, but.. Y'know," she replies, her lips parted just a little. I see her gulp, and I bring my hand up and cup her cheek, feeling the soft skin beneath my palm. I give her a reassuring smile.

She was right in the middle of saying "You have no idea how long I've wanted this to happen" when I brush my lips over hers just a little, testing the waters. I wasn't prepared for her reaction, and I hum into her lips when she grabs my shirt and pulls me closer, her lips hungrily tasting mine.

"Oh my God," I whisper, wrapping my arm around her shoulders, tangling fingers into her hair. She tastes sweet, and her lips are the softest things I've ever felt. I'm drowning in them, and I don't mind.

This goes on for I'm not sure how long, several minutes at least. My eyes pop open when I feel her hand travelling down my hip and onto my thigh, and I pull away immediately, unconsciously.

"Is something wrong?" She says worriedly, her bright green eyes looking more concerned than I've ever seen.

"You don't want to touch me there," I say, feeling my heart speed up. I back away.

"Korra. Korra, stop," she whispers, grabbing my wrist lightly. "Talk to me." She seems more confused than anything. I mean, I would be too.

"You're going to think of me differently if you touch down there," I say, clenching my teeth. "Everyone always leaves when they do. Just… let me kiss you a little longer before you run away."

"I'm not going anywhere, Korra," She replies. "This is my first time kissing you. I haven't nearly gotten enough of you to run away," she says, inching closer to me. "If you don't want me to get handsy I won't, but I'd like to know what's wrong."

I pause, looking away. "I'm… different." I say, and she tries to meet my eyes.

"How..?" Asami says, tilting her head at me a little.

I shake my head, and Asami takes my face, pulling me into one of the deepest kisses I've ever experienced. "I'm not going anywhere. You can show me anything, and I won't go."

I look at her finally. "You.. promise?" I whisper, my voice shaking with nervousness.

"Yes, of course I promise."

I close my eyes and take my hands out of my lap, letting her see the obvious erection in my pants. I watch Asami's eyebrows raise in surprise, but then they go back to normal. To my surprise, she has a small smile on her face, but I go ahead and start talking. My words come out rushed and awkward, but I can't help it with the lump of nervousness in my throat. "I've been like this since I was born. I was just born like this, and everyone runs away when they find out that I'm weird or not a real woman. I just can't handle, I couldn't handle it if you did that and I just don't want you to do the same thing-"

A pair of warm lips collides with mine, and Asami brings her body close to me, so I'm almost sitting in her lap. She pulls away after several minutes, her hands on both sides of my face. "It's you, so it doesn't matter, Korra." She pauses. "You're unique. Plus, I don't care what you have in your pants, okay? Right now I'm just thinking about your lips. We don't have to go fast."

"I was hoping you'd say something like that," I reply, laughing a little. My laugh turns into a quiet sob soon, not from sadness but from relief, and before I know Asami is holding me in her arms, tears flowing down my cheeks.

….

Before I even realize it, the movie is over and Asami and I are just talking. At first she asks me about the way I am, pure curiosity in her voice.

"So.. how do you hide something like that?" She asks, her eyes looking down at my crotch for just a second.

I scoff. "Not easily." I pause. "The last few months have been extremely difficult for me."

"Why-" She pauses and her eyes get wide. She points a finger to herself. "Because of me? I've made you that.. Flustered?"

"You have, a lot. Since my first day in math and I found you staring at me."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." She laughs. "I was totally checking you out."

"I know," I say and laugh. "I'm not used to it."

"You'll get used to it over time," she says and smirks, and I lightly shove her.

"What's even so attractive about me?" I say, crossing my arms.

"Well, you're pretty ripped, woman," She answers, flicking my stomach. "Not to mention you kind of stand out in a crowd. Your skin is really beautiful, and that hair. Your personality is quite a plus, too." I blush and she laughs. "Sorry, tonight has probably been a lot for you for me to unload all of this on you, huh?"

"A little," I answer, running a hand through my hair. "So, are we.. a thing, now?"

"I would like to think so," She answers, pulling me back into a kiss, and I groan a little into it out of surprise. I can feel myself getting hard again, and I blush. Asami pulls away after a minute and looks at me, laughing. "It's gonna take me a little while to get used to that, isn't it?"

"It'll take both of us a little time to get used to this," I say in a whisper. "I mean, I've never made it this far in a relationship. I've never gotten anyone else to accept the fact that this is how I am. They always broke up with me after I told them."

"I wouldn't do that to you," She whispers, pecking me on the cheek. "So.. how big are you?" At first I think she's joking but then I look at her face. This is the first time tonight that I see her cheeks turn a deep red.

"You really want to know?" She nods, and I grin nervously. "Seven.. And a half.. Inches," her eyebrows raise. "Why?"

"Do I really need to answer that question?" She asks, and I grin even wider, my nervousness ebbing away a little. "That's what I thought," she chuckles. "But I want to get to know you better before.. Y'know," she says, and I nod.

"I was going to suggest the same thing."

She pulls me into a soft hug, but then she starts laughing.

"What?" I say, confused.

"You're poking me," she answers, and I feel my face, ears, and neck get red.

"Well excuuuuuuse me, madame."

She chuckles. "You're cute. Do you want to go out and get some Chinese or something? I know we didn't really watch the movie, but it's okay." She pauses. "After you get that taken care of, that is."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be right back," I say, making my way to the bathroom, shooting Asami a bird on the way, and all I can hear is her laughter. And I'm laughing too.

….

The crew knows immediately when we start dating.

"It's about time!" Bolin exclaims the first time he sees us kiss. All Mako does is chuckle.

"I knew it was gonna happen, you guys just took a little longer than I expected." Opal just smiles.

"I'm just happy for you guys."

And I'll admit it, I'm pretty happy too.

….