When Korra, Asami and Naga came back to the Harbour city, the dance floor was empty and everybody were still sleeping. The tables were still out and nobody cared to clean them, as this was only the beginning of a three day fest. Today is going to be the second day of their wedding celebration, but for now all they wanted to do was sleep.

"Where should we go now?" - Asami asked turning her head towards Korra - "To the Royal palace?"

Korra took a few moments to think what does this question hold, as the answer for her seemed obvious: "Yeah... But why do you ask? Do you have something other in mind?"

"Actually..." - Asami began gingerly - "I would love to see your old home. Where you grew up."

Korra's eyes widened. "Of course! She didn't get to visit that place the last time she was here...with all the war and Varikk going on..." - she thought to herself.

She put her chin on Asami's shoulder and whispered into her ear: "I would loved for us to stay at my childhood home."

Asami smiled genuinely. This was the longest happiness moment she ever experienced. And now she will get to be in the place where Korra was born. "Probably burned, broke and froze more than few times too." - Asami tried to keep the giggle to herself, but Korra noticed.

"What's..?" - she looked at Asami suspiciously.

"Nothing. Nothing bad. I just thought about how handful you probably were..."

Korra opened her mouth to say something, but Asami was first: "Ok, Naga, let's go to the old home! Lead the way, girl!"

"Hey..! It's not the first time today that she doesn't let me to properly defend myself..! Is it what I signed up for marrying the girl who can get anything using her most powerful mind in the world..?" - Korra smirked to herself. She pressed closer to her wife sitting in front of her - "I guess so."

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After they got home, Korra made some tea. Naga was sleeping next to Asami. Asami felt warmth. Not just from the tea or the big white furry gentle beast close to her. She felt the warmth of the house, the home itself. She looked at the walls and saw a crack. It looked old. And it also seemed that somebody tried to fixed it. "I'm sure it was made by Korra. No one else could have done that." - Asami chuckled to herself as she took another sip of the tea.

"Tell me about it..." - Asami asked eyes on the crack and back to Korra.

Korra lowered her cup. Looked around and wondered where to start. She started from the doors. Told Asami how she occasionally set things on fire, busted walls or grew new ones when she had arguments with her parents. She told how her father slip and fell after she froze the ground under her feet. She then told how little time she had here before she was taken to the compound.

They talked for about two hours. The sun was up even higher. Korra looked at Asami and saw the tiredness in her body and her eyes: "I think we should go get some sleep. Last night and the morning was pretty eventful and we still have a lot going on later today. We should go rest."

Asami would have loved to listen more, but she knew that Korra was right. She also felt her head was turning off from time to time and she had hard time joining Korra's sentences together.

"Mhm." - Asami even didn't understood how tired and sleepy she was before she failed to produce a full sentence.

Korra just smiled. "I don't think I've ever saw her so tired or sleepy. I don't she would be able to get to the bed on her own."

"All right sleepy-pants, let's take you to bed." - Korra said to Asami not sure if her wife heard her. Naga stood up to move out of the way and watched Korra take Asami.

Korra took Asami into her hands: "I heard they call it 'the bridal style' in some places. Ain't that fitting now..?" - she mused to herself since Asami was comfortably asleep in her arms.

"So, Naga, shall I take her to my room or the guest room? What do you think?"

Naga barked one time.

"Yeah, you're right girl. I don't know why I even asked this. It's a stupid question."

She turned around and walked into her room. Naga trailing after them.

Korra laid Asami on her bed and the latter shifted a bit humming unsatisfied as Korra started to pull away from her. She stopped holding her hands from both sides of Asami. She waited until Asami settled down again and resumed her standing. She was enjoying just looking to her sleeping wife. With that black dress with small blue pieces on the sides of the bottom of the dress. Asami insisted to have them. She took her outdoor boots when they entered the house, but she was still wearing her indoor ones.

"Ok, let's take those off." - Korra kneeled at Asami's legs and pulled of her boots.

"What do you think, Naga, she can sleep like this, can't she..?" - Korra was flustered about her further actions.

Naga wasn't sharing the same thought.

"Ok, ok. But wouldn't it be sufficient if I just untied her dress?" - Korra was still trying to find a solution to a sleeping-dressed Asami problem.

Naga looked more pleased with this suggestion, but still a bit a lot sceptical.

"I know. I know. But what you want me to do?"

Naga whined a bit and poked Korra with her nose.

"I am not doing that."

Naga poked her again.

"No! I said I am not doing that."

Naga whined and walked to her sleeping site as if telling Korra to figure things herself if she's not willing to listen to suggestions.

Korra trailed the polar bear-dog with her eyes. Later she looked back to her unsolvable question 'undress or not undress'.

"Not. Definitely not. I am not doing that." - Korra reassured herself again. She turned around towards the closed. Took out her sleeping clothes. She walked to the mirror to look at herself once more in her bridal dress. It was blue with waving white and, just like in Asami's dress, there were some pieces of black sewed on the bottom of the dress, but unlike blue waves in Asami's dress, these black pieces were stair-shaped (imitating unrolled gear). She loved that piece. Loved the idea of carrying a bit of symbolic Asami on her clothes. She turned to look again at the woman sleeping on her bed. So calm and peaceful. And happy. Asami was smiling. It was the pure definition of beauty itself.

Korra resumed changing her clothes and walked to the bed after she was done. She sat on the edge of the bed gingerly. She hesitated to lay down. She didn't know why. They had slept together. Well, not together together, but together. So why did she hesitated now..? She took few more moments to look at the back of her wife. With her eyes, she trailed every ato-meter. Looked at how the hair strands fall on her back, shoulders, bed. Korra inspected the curve of Asami's shoulder, shoulder blade, how the dress was laying onto them. She trailed her eyes to see how Asami's arm was joined to her body. She took few moments at her armpit. Then lowered her eyes to her waist. Middle back. Her back. It was sturdy and beautiful. Like a wet sand on the beach were the waves meets the earth. She trailed the curve of her hip. Thigh. Knee. She thought that it was the most beautiful knee she had ever seen.

And then Korra yawned. "Time to bed." - noted to herself.

Korra laid behind Asami. Put a blanket on both of them and then cautiously undid her dress. Asami shifted slightly backwards towards Korra. The movement took the avatar by surprise. It took her few moments to collect her composure. She smiled lovingly and put her arms around her new wife: she slid her right arm under her neck. Still sleeping, Asami lifted her head. Korra put her left around her waist. She squeezed her nose into Asami's hair.

"Welome home, sweet Asami" - Korra pressed a kiss to Asami's collarbone and felt asleep shortly.