Chapter Thirteen
"She's really getting better. She even fell into a deep meditative state today on her first try!"
"That's nice."
"When we finally get her out she's going to teach me how to properly metal bend. Won't that be great?"
"Uh-huh."
"She told me this really funny story the other day about the first time she met Lin... Oh how did it start-"
"Korra. Do you like her?"
"Kuvira? Of course, she's my friend."
Korra said. For nearly an hour she and Asami had been sitting side by side in a corner booth, two very expensive meals growing cold before them. Asami had barely spoken, getting sadder, angrier, and more impatient the longer Korra rambled on about how great the woman who murdered her father is.
Stop. You have to forgive her. If for nothing else, you have to let that go.
"That's not what I mean Korra. Do you like her?"
"I don't... What are you trying to say? Do you think I have feelings for her? Why would you say that?" Korra replied, completely caught off guard.
"Well, you spend more time sitting in a prison cell with her than you do pretty much anything else. You didn't even spend that much time with Mako when you two were together. Oh and there's also the fact that you've spent the entirety of what was supposed to be our first date talking about her."
"Our first... Oh."
Suddenly everything clicked into place. All the shy little smiles and sidelong glances... Spending every waking hour by her side after she was poisoned.
Asami...
"I just need to ask. Do you have any feelings for me at all? Anything beyond just friendship?" Asami asked, her voice gentle but filled with pain.
"I... I don't know. Maybe? I haven't let myself even think about romance in years. Not since the whole Mako mess."
"It took me far too long to realize it Korra, but I fell in love with you because of the whole Mako mess. No matter what happened... All the petty jealously, all the ill intent I felt towards you... You fought back of course, you wouldn't be Korra if you hadn't; but you never really tried to hurt me. In fact by the end of it you were more concerned about me than you were about Mako. When you fought Zaheer, when I saw you fall from the sky, certain you were gone... Thinking, if only for a moment, that I'd lost you... That was the worst thing that had ever happened to me. And just a few minutes later when you woke up, I stopped trying to lie to myself. I finally admitted that I was in love with you and I was so happy. As much as it hurt to see you so broken; the happiest time in my life was spending every day by your side, helping you get better. I know this is a lot to put on you and I'm sorry, but I can't keep pretending like you're just my best friend." Asami finished, looking away from Korra to hide the tears that stung her eyes, threatening to fall any second.
"...Don't be sorry. If anything I should apologize for not realizing it sooner. But you're right, this is a lot to take in. I need time to think... Can I have a couple days?"
"Two days?"
"Two days."
"Yeah. Okay. That's... That's good. Better than the reaction I was expecting. Well, then, I'll see you in two days." Asami said, still upset but clearly relieved. She dropped a few coins on the table before hesitantly wrapping her arms around Korra. A smile spread across her face when the young Avatar immediately returned the hug, holding her tight for just a moment longer than necessary. Without another word she stood from the table, turned and walked out of the restaurant, leaving Korra alone with her thoughts...
Wait...
"Wait! Asami! You drove us here!... And she's gone. Great."
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This is still a Korvira story I promise, but writing this chapter has definitely prompted me to want to write some fluffy Korrasami so expect that mess to be arriving in your inbox soon.