don't tell anyone you saw me crying AU

If anyone ever asked Korra about her most embarrassing moment, she would without a doubt or hesitation say that it was this one. It wasn't the fact that she was dressed only in a pair of boy shorts, a bra, and wool socks, or because her messy mop of hair was sticking up in places and looked like it might become sentient at any moment. It also wasn't the fact that she was sitting in darkness, the only source of light coming from the screen, with a blanket around her, surrounded by an assortment of foods that would probably clog her arteries right there and then. No, it was the fact that she was caught weeping in the middle of Bolin's and Mako's living room while watching 'I Am Legend' and downing a can of spray cheese. The worst thing of it all was that it wasn't Bolin or Mako that found her like that, it was their stupid rich friend who walked in.

It happened when Korra heard the front door of the apartment slam closed right as the dog on screen was getting killed. She paused the movie while a few sobs managed to break free, the damn doggie died don't judge, to see who came in. Asami stood in the entrance to the living room, frozen in her spot, a box threatening to fall from her grip, and her face contorted into an uncomfortable looking grimace, and she still looked freaking pretty, damn her! Korra could practically see the intruder looking for a way to gracefully get out of there, and to both their disappointments she seemed to not have found a way to ditch. After a very tense five seconds, Korra realized that she needed to act.

"What are you doing here," she said, her voice sounding too high-pitched for her liking.

Asami seemed to snap out of her stupor. She straightened up self-consciously and cleared her throat awkwardly. "Mako gave me a spare key a while back, and I was just dropping off some of his stuff." She shuffled the box in her arms a little.

"Right…"

The two girls stayed there, both looking more and more uncomfortable by the second, their eyes never quite meeting. Asami looked everywhere but at Korra, and Korra just sort of stared at the coffee table in front of her while her fingers played with the remote.

Korra broke the deafening silence again, "so this is awkward, but I'm actually gonna have to ask you to never, and I mean never, mention this to the boys." She gave Asami the most intimidating stare she could muster, which wasn't much considering she was practically without clothes and looked like she hadn't seen light in ages. "Or anyone for that matter, ever, because if you do then we'll have a problem."

That seemed to get the attention of the prissy woman. She scoffed, looking very agitated, and spoke with a very curt tone, "I don't think you having a problem with me is a threat seeming as you already have a problem with me."

"Hey, you're the one breaking into people's apartments like it's nobody's business!"

"I have a damn key! You know, that little metal thing you stick in the lock?" She held up the key pointedly and gave her a very fake smile.

"Well what the hell are you doing here anyway? Didn't you guys brake up like a month ago or something?!" Korra was way past irritated, and if she had some pants on she would kick the spoiled brat right out.

"Yeah, right about the same time I caught him locking lips with you! You know what, I don't need this bullshit. Take his crap. I'm out of here." She tossed the box on the floor and proceeded to storm out.

Guilt tugged at Korra's heart strings, and she didn't know whether it was the fact that she actually did feel sorry about that, or if the dog dying in the movie made her go soft for the moment. She groaned and stood up, chasing down Asami while being very much aware that she had flying lemurs drawn on her undies.

She caught up to her just before the elevator closed, and stuck her arm into the closing doors. "Asami wait!" The doors opened and Korra felt her nerves skyrocket. "Okay…I'm really sorry about the Mako thing. I knew you guys were dating, and I did it anyway, and I regretted it ever since." She couldn't look her in the face, and she realized that she really did regret it.

Asami stood there, her arms crossed over her chest, and her eyebrows scrunched up, but soon her expression softened. "It's fine," she said finally, "better that I found out he's a cheat sooner rather than later, right?"

"He's not, it was me. It's my fault," Korra finally looked up at the girl. She looked defeated and just plain sad.

"He kissed you back."

Deciding that Asami needed a break from all that crap, Korra extended her hand to her. "Hey, how about you come watch some movies with me? I've got 'Dawn of the Dead' lined up next, and you seem like you could use a break." When Asami didn't move, Korra moved her hand closer to her. "Come on, I have a box of Twinkies with your name on it." She wriggled her fingers, and was happy to see a ghost of a smile on Asami's face. Asami's resolve broke and she walked passed Korra, ignoring her hand.

"Does this mean that you won't tell anyone?" Korra called out as she followed her back.

"What, that you were crying over a dog dying? I'm not evil you know."

"Just making sure."

"Now those undies, however, are a different story."

"Hey! I'll have you know that these are collector's edition from the Avatar's first season premiere," she said grumpily.

"Well they sure are one of a kind."