Sun light began to creak through the blinds and the audible sound of birds could be heard, chirping away. Asami stirred slightly, rolling over with her arm stretched out. When she felt the space beside her unoccupied, her eyes snapped opened and she quickly sat up in bed, eyes roaming over every inch of the room. It wasn't hers, and so she defiantly wasn't dreaming, so where had her lover gone?
After a few short moments, she threw the covers back and slid out of bed. Grabbing a jersey from one of Korra's draws and pulling it over her head, she made her way out of the room and into the open planned area. Korra was sprawled out on the couch, half naked and fast asleep. Asami giggled at the sight and quietly made her way over, tucking a stray hair behind the girl's ear as she leaned down and kissed her cheek.
"mm, Ataa.."
Asami instantly popped her head back. Had she heard it right? Korra was having a dream about another girl, and it made her feel slightly unsettled. What was she to feel though? They shared one amazing night together and all of sudden Korra was a prize? No, she had no right to feel jealous, but that didn't seem to matter, she felt it still.
Pathetic Sato. Considering you slept with Mako when they were together..
"Asami?"
The heiress looked down into those azure pools and forced a smile to cover her stupidity. Korra rolled onto her back and pulled the woman down on top of her. Those butterflies were back and so was the rising in body temperatures.
"How'd you sleep?" asked the southerner.
"The best," replied Asami as she leaned down and brought their lips together. "Why are you on the couch?"
"I, ah, don't sleep so well and didn't want to wake you." That was obviously a lie, but Asami didn't pay it much mind.
"I wouldn't have minded if you had. That's what friends are for right?" Although that statement seemed innocent enough, she was basically fishing. I want to be more than friends Korra. I think we would make a cute couple Korra. Marry me Korra.
"Friends huh?" teased Korra with that trademark grin, as her hand disappeared under layers. "I just assumed after last night we would be.. more than friends."
Asami moaned into the touch of feeling fingers glide over her abdomen, then up and cupping her breast.
"I-mm.. we-umph." she was cut off by a kiss and moaned into the mouth, closing her eyes to feel that sensation once more. It was true bliss. "Fuck. Korra, we.. as much as I want to, I have work today."
Korra removed her hands much to Asami's dismay. "Yeah, I should probably go see Mr. Boomerang, since he's been pestering me more lately."
"Mr. Boomerang?"
"Mako. It's his nickname, since.. well you know?"
"Not sure I follow you."
Korra got up from the couch and walked over to the fruit bowl, grabbing a banana and then turning back to Asami. The heiress caught on real quick and before long the pair broke out in laughter.
"Now I follow. Good one."
"I thought so too."
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Mako sat patiently inside the diner, watching every car that passed by. When Korra had called to arrange a time and place he couldn't have been more excited, but now that an hour had passed, he was starting to get nervous. Then again, this was Korra we were talking about. Thinking back, Korra had an infamous record for being late, so that thought alone helped subdue any negativity.
"Mako!"
He looked over at the door, seeing Korra wave at him frantically as she made her way over. He smiled warmly as he stood to hug her, but she was quick to seat herself. As he sat back down, he noticed her attire and the fact that she was all sweaty.
"I take it you went for a jog, seeing as you're over an hour late."
"Yeah, I haven't felt so pumped in a long time." Korra gulped down the rest of his water, wiping the liquid from her jaw, "I just have all this energy."
"Are you smoking crack again?" The instant the words left his mouth, so did her smile. "Shit. I'm sorry Kor, I-"
"No, I get it. You think I'm not clean because you caught me smoking pot?" The silence was enough of an answer for her. "Really Mako, I don't see a problem with it. It's like smoking cigarettes, only it doesn't kill you."
"No, just makes you dumb."
"Ha, yeah but in a funny way."
It wasn't an argument, not in the slightest. Mako was laughing alongside Korra, something they both realized at that moment they had missed. There was some catching up to do. Mako had some questions, and Korra, had some explaining. From past experiences, when the two would chat like this, it usually ended up with arguing, but this was different, they reminded themselves. They were different.
"So, judging by the amount of messages and missed calls I got, you want to ask me some things?"
"Yeah, well-no. I just wanted to know why you never wrote back to us? I know we didn't leave things on a good note, but I only found out about you a week after you had gone." Mako averted his gaze, but Korra had already seen the hurt in them.
"Mako, I'm not going to lie. I was ashamed." Now it was Korra's turn for the water works. "I really tried, you know? To end it after that night. I wanted too so bad. I felt like it was my only option at the time." Mako reached a hand across the table and placed it upon hers. "That's why I never wrote back.. I thought I didn't deserve people like you and Bolin, in my life."
"Korra, we're family. Just try and get rid of us."
It was nice to hear that word again. Korra wiped her tears away with her forearm, swallowing the burning lump in her throat as she did.
"I wasn't a hard out junkie like some, but my first few days there I was in agony. I just remember wanting to have a hit, just to stop the scratching and sweats."
"Did they not give you anything for it?"
"Boiling Rock, didn't get it's name for nothing you know? Those fuckers are hardcore."
Yet, she's here. She looks better than ever and she's smiling again. Genuine smiles.
"After that, things got easier. I mean, I had other things to occupy my time with, but late at night.. when I was alone.. that's when I started thinking of those things again." Korra bit her lip, replaying a memory in her head. "That's when I discovered weed. I know you don't approve, being a tight-ass and all-"
"-Hey!"
"..but, it's soothing.. it has it's downsides, but it's not lethal."
"What about alcohol?"
"Are you kidding me? I hardly drink."
"Yes, but when you do, it's like you're someone completely different."
Korra thought for a moment. If what Mako was saying was the truth, then that would explain a whole bunch of shit that had happened in the past.
"I still drink, but not to the point where I get totaled." Except last night, but I didn't wake up with a hangover, plus I remembered fucking Asami.
Mako shuffled in his seat as he took a sip of his drink. "How did last night with Asami go? I gotta say it's kind of weird you two hanging out and all." Does she know? Of course she doesn't. If she did, I wouldn't have a dick right now.
"Hey, I have a question for you."
"Sure, what is it?"
"I know you and Asami went out. What I didn't know is why you two broke up, when clearly she is a keeper. Did you cheat on her?"
"What? No. Asami and I just.. we didn't click."
Bullshit.
"Well, whatever. I'm just glad we can move on, since me and her kind of.. you know?"
"No, I don't know. You two kind of what?"
"Well last night we had a few drinks-a few, I swear, and well.. one thing led to another."
It took the young man to register what his ex just said about his other ex and what that meant. "You two..."
"We had sex." Clear, simple and precise.
"WHAT!?"
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"Miss Sato, you have a visitor."
"Send them in."
Asami was currently typing away on her laptop, when she looked up at the sound of her door being busted open. Mako stood in the doorway with the most angriest scowl on his face. For whatever reason it was, he looked stupid as fuck. Asami leaned back in her chair, brows raised and a small smirk on her lips.
"You fucked her?"
Ah, she must have told him. Damn it Korra, I'm too busy for his tantrums. "Before you explode in your underwear, let me just say that Korra and I are both single and what we do and don't do, has nothing to do with you."
"Bullshit, Asami." Mako slammed both fists on the table, angry as ever. "Now I know why you came to my office yesterday and asked me about her."
"Yeah, but not for sex." Asami stood so that she was eye level with him, not wanting to give him the benefit of looking down at her. "Yes, I was interested in her, but I wasn't planning on sleeping with her. That came naturally."
"You're a bitch, you know that? Korra just got out of rehab and is trying to settle in and you take advantage of her-"
"Advantage of her? Don't make me out to be something I'm not, especially when we both know that something is you." Mako was taken aback by the sudden comment, but Asami was finished there. "I fell for her the moment I saw her and that was before I even knew who she was, so don't fucking accuse me of shit!"
"Asami, I-"
"Why would you care anyway? Unless," Asami's eyes widened as realization dawned on her. "You still love her don't you?"
Mako didn't say a word. He stood tall, then turned to leave, but stopped before closing the door.
"I never stopped loving her."
Wow.. what does that even mean? Saying shit like that, then storming off.
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Korra was lying on her couch, flipping through the channels, not watching anything particular, just surfing. It was quite clear she was blazed out of her mind, the room was still cloudy and there were a few joints rolled on the table and her eyes were pink, half open.
After telling Mako about her and Asami, things hadn't gone down so well. Mako had pretty much stormed off without saying a word to her. She wondered why it mattered, seeing as they were all single, although she never asked if he was seeing anyone, just assumed.
Maybe he was jealous? Maybe he couldn't stand the thought of his two ex's getting it on without him? Maybe he was just a shallow cock sucker. If only she knew how true that was. Just then her phone starting buzzing and she reached over and grabbed it.
"Hello? Hey you-Ah, so that's where he went. Sorry, I kind of let it slip. Haha, yeah. You want to come over? Okay, I'd like that. See you then. Ciao."
Korra rolled off the couch and onto the floor before jumping to her feet. Although, Korra was already high as fuck, she felt something else, something new and foreign. It was like she discovered a new drug. A drug that she knew she was getting highly addicted to. Was it a good idea? Who cares, like weed, it made her happy. That was the best feeling after all.
"Asami's my very own happy pill."
(A/N) Hey guys, I hope this chapter was okay. I know some of you probably were hoping for some smut but to be honest I don't know how to write smut. Sorry to disappoint. Enjoy your days guys, and as always, you're inputs help me out a lot. :)