'Way2Awesome89' requested: Asami and Korra get into an argument because Korra, being the hothead that she is, gets injured in a confrontation. Asami wants her to realize that she has responsibilities to her too, which include coming home safely.

I loved this prompt, sorry I didn't get to it sooner!

Responsibilities

Korra and Asami were sitting in traffic on Main Street, and they had been for the past half hour or so. Korra drummed her fingers on the car door out of boredom and annoyance while Asami touched up her lipstick using the rearview mirror.

"Ugh!" Korra finally exclaimed.

"Korra," Asami said as she repositioned her mirror. "It's okay, it's only a bit of traffic."

"But we've been here forever!"

Right then the cars began to move and they were able to go forward some.

"Hm," Asami smirked.

"Oh yeah, five feet!" Korra threw her arms up then crossed them tightly across her chest.

Asami rolled her eyes. Korra huffed and turned away; she looked down the alley they had pulled up next to. Suddenly a little shop's door flew open and a big, bulky man burst out and ran down the alley with a sizeable bag slung over his shoulder followed by three other men.

"Thieves!" someone cried in the alley.

Korra perked up. "Asami, turn down that alley!"

"What? No, Korra I can't make that turn. Plus I have to get to my office."

"Well, I'm going."

"Korra!"

Korra jumped out of the Satomobile and turned to Asami.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

Korra ignored her.

"I'll meet you at your office in an hour or so." And with that she took off at breakneck speed down the alley.

"Ugh!" Asami seethed and she gripped the steering wheel tighter.

Asami had been at her office for about three hours now and Korra had still failed to show up. She ignored the paperwork and designs on her desk and paced, growing more worried by the second. Her office's personal phone rang out all of a sudden and she picked it up immediately.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Asami?" It was Tenzin.

"Oh, hey Tenzin. Listen, have you seen Korra lately? She was supposed to meet me at my office a long time ago."

"Uhh, that's what I was calling about. She's here on Air Temple Island and she's pretty badly beaten up."

"What?"

"Apparently Naga had found her somewhere, and when people see a giant animal dragging an unconscious Avatar around Republic City, they tend to call."

Asami closed her eyes and grit her teeth.

"Is she okay?"

"Kya was able to heal her, yes, but she still has some nasty bruises, but there's nothing we can do about that."

Asami sighed. "Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can."

She hung up and cradled her head in her hands.

Asami was able to leave her office almost immediately and she wasted no time in making her way to Air Temple Island. Once on the actual island, she desperately looked around for a sign of Tenzin or Korra.

"Oh, Asami! Good, you're here." It was Kya. "Korra's in her old room."

Asami nodded and clenched her teeth together as she walked to Korra's room. She found it easily enough and stood in the door frame. Korra was sitting on the edge of her old bed, wearing only her chest bindings and pajama pants. She didn't notice Asami standing there.

Asami gave an audible gasp when she properly saw Korra sitting there. She had a deep cut on her lip and one across her cheek, faint bruises covered her bare arms. The most horrific sight was Korra's stomach: she had a purple bruise the size of Pabu that stretched diagonally across her midsection.

Korra heard the gasp and looked up at Asami, her eyes widening.

"Okay, Asami, don't freak out."

"Don't freak out?" she asked, practically fuming, as she stepped in front of her beaten up girlfriend. "Korra, I told you—"

"I know, I know."

Asami sat next to her on the small bed and softly brushed her fingers over the cut on Korra's lip.

"You can't keep doing this."

Korra's eyebrows drew together in confusion. "What, I can't stop the bad guys anymore?"

Asami sighed and dropped her hand to her lap. "No, I mean you can't just go off to do something like that at random."

"Why not? I'm the Avatar, it's my responsibility."

Asami frowned. "Because you also have a responsibility to me. I need to know you that you're going to come home in one piece—not all cut and bruised."

Korra hung her head. "I understand."

Asami peered down at her, trying to make their eyes meet. "Do you though? Korra, it's really important to me that you're safe."

Korra looked up at her. "No, I do." She took Asami's hand. "I just have to have you kick butt with me."

Asami rolled her eyes. "That's not entirely what I meant."

The two of them smiled at each other and continued to hold hands. Asami sighed, feeling better knowing that Korra understood her.

After a few moments of silence, Asami pressed her fingertips as gently as she could to Korra's monstrous bruise.

"So how did this happen?"

Korra slightly winced at the pressure, despite how light it was. Asami removed her fingers as soon as she saw her reaction.

"I had the bag they stole, but one of them earthbended a pillar right in into my stomach when I turned around to see if he was still following me."

Asami grimaced as she envisioned that happening.

"Ouch. I'm sorry."

Korra sighed in agreement and took Asami's hand again.

"Sooo, because I'm so badly injured does this mean I get special treatment?"

Asami scoffed. "No."