Don't own a thing.
It's early and Korra gives a loud yawn, rubbing her eyes and stretching. Iroh smiles briefly before straightening his uniform collar.
"Shall we?" he inclines his head as Korra beams at him.
Spirits she's pretty.
"Now, wait just a moment!"
Korra groans, and slumps her shoulders as Tenzin stalks towards them.
"Tenzin we're just going out for breakfast."
"That makes no difference to me, General Iroh, I trust you'll stick tdo our agreed terms?"
Iroh dips his head, barely missing the disdainful glower Korra showers him in.
"Very well-"
"Can we just go now?" Korra snaps sulkily.
"Korra-" Tenzin begins but Korra grabs Iroh and drags him off before any other stupid rules could be imposed on them.
Once clear of the elder airbender, their pace became slower, more amiable. Iroh pulls his arm away and offers her the crook of his arm.
Korra frowns slides her fingers over his arm, and then laces them against his.
He pauses, "Korra."
"Don't pull away," she whispers, "You're almost never here, and then when you are Tenzin is always there to cock-block."
"Korra!" Iroh blushes, lightly.
Their eyes meet.
"Please."
Iroh sighs and grips her hand back, feeling the damp sweat of her nervousness.
He glances at her.
There's a faint dusting of pink over her dark cheeks, and a slightly worried knit between her brow.
Suddenly he realizes how intimate this is. The last time he held hand was possibly when he was fourteen, trying to guide a younger cousin back to the palace, before that it was with his first girlfriend at twelve.
Korra's cheeks are still red, so he can't help himself when he draws her closer and presses his lips to hers.
I always want to be with you.
Fuck Tenzin's rules, he thinks later, after they've forgotten breakfast and found themselves lip locking in the privacy of the closed pro-bending arena-
"Korra?"
They break apart to find Korra's little friends staring at them opened mouth.
"What the hell is that old man doing to you?"
Korra's face is red, now, completely red like his jacket but her eyes are smiling; "Nothing I didn't want him to."
She kisses him again.
"I'm going to tell Tenzin!"
Iroh has never seen Korra so angry, and hopes he never does again.
"Besides," Korra says, after trapping one of her friends in stone as the others stand back, clearly not looking for a fight. "My parents approve."
Iroh stops dead.
"Well, at least my mom and Katara, my dad wants to meet you first."
"My orders to the South Pole next week...?"
"Commander Bumi helped me."
"Korra."
"Iroh."
He raises an eye-brow. "Just what are you planning?"
He gets a cheeky grin in response. "Our marriage."