AN: Initially I was planning to make this a stand-alone/short story so then that one chapter grew really, REALLYYY long and then I was like yassss *^* so then that "short story" got split into two parts (ch 1 & 2) b/c the pov changes… BUT THEN ALSO BAM! ALAS ya girl was like hell yeahhhh and then those two chapters got split into part a and b and then like 20+ more chapters later, there u go. My fic.

So yeah, it went from a "longish short story" to this monstrosity lmaooooo. Spoiler, this will be my longest fic yet and I plan to post every week on sat & sun so stay tuned. Ah, did I also mention it became a slow burn?

The drama gets real and poor bebey Asami… :( I'm so sorry in advance TTATT (we don't like Hiroshi in this fic…)

But a yeah, odd chapters will be Korra's POV while even will be Asami's POV. Oh, they also have siblings.


Ch 1a: Drunk Tendencies and Monthly Thirst

With a deep sigh, Korra slouched down onto her desk as she mindlessly texted her friend. Calculus was never really her forte but she had to take it since it was one of her prerequisites for some reason. You'd think going to college you could take whatever you'd want but noooo, that's not how universities worked. Letting out a disgruntled groan, she mindlessly copied the board while texting at the same time. By the time class ends, her phone buzzes with an incoming text.

the DICKtator (12:00): u wanna get some lunch?

Korra quickly texted back:

sure I'll meet you there

As she quickly packed up her books and notes, she couldn't help but hear her classmates rambling in the distance.

"Hey Asami, were you going to come to the welcoming party at the Kung Pow Fu this weekend?" a handsome boy asks.

"I heard their chicken skewers are to die for!" another good-looking boy interjects with a bright grin.

Asami gives them a pretty smile before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Of course, I'm looking forward to drinking with the guys."

"Yes! I'll meet you there then!"

"You need a ride? I can pick you up if you'd like?"

It wasn't long until another crowd of people, specifically, the girls, began their banter.

"What's so great about her?"

"I swear these boys are always Asami this and Asami that. What's so great about having a nice body and face?"

"Hmmph, if it wasn't for her brain she'd just be an empty sex doll."

"Spirits, it's so unfair. Just because she was born with a pretty face, is a little smart, and has a lot of money, all the boys just flaunt her way! That fucking cunt. I bet you she's loose."

Frowning at that comment, Korra looks back towards the source. The woman that they were talking about, Asami, was surrounded by most of the male population from the classroom and as you'd expect, she had to be one of the most popular women on campus. You could say she was the campus's idol and madonna even.

Korra honestly didn't care about such trivial matters though.

Her schedule was packed enough as it was. She had classes to pass and it was a waste of her time to bother with this so-called gossip culture. What she hated about this culture, in fact, was how these people had the audacity to talk behind someone's back like this. All the schools she's been to were all the same actually. Once in her past, she was in the same boat as Asami but after moving away from home to chase her dreams, town after town, she grew tired of such meaningless matters.

Who cared about popularity when in the end, she was planning to become a physical therapist for as long as she could? Her courses were already extensive as they were, so mingling with others and trying to befriend them was another task in itself. Therefore, she didn't have the time or energy for such trivial matters. That was also another reason why she never did dress to impress anymore after all. There were always three kinds of groups at uni: the popular try-hards, the lazy squad, and then the gossipers. Take this situation for example:

Exhibit A: Asami.

Definitely, a try-hard since she always wore fashionable clothes and those of which were most likely following the top trending fashion at the time. She also always wore a modest amount of makeup that brought out her perfect features and even jewelry that matched from time to time. Adored by practically the entire male population, she is known as the number one beauty on campus and the number one enemy of women but in conclusion, the popular kid.

Now, let's move on and take Exhibit B, herself: Korra.

Compared to Asami, she belonged in a whole different world since her attitude was the polar opposite from her. She purposely chose to dress in a beat-up hoodie and comfy sweats. She was the definition of a laid-back college student. Always casual, no makeup or styled hair. It really was tiresome to keep up 'proper appearances' so she opted out for the next best fashion, complete and utter comfort so in conclusion, the lazy college kid.

And then you have the kind that Korra hated the most, Exhibit C: the gossipers who are completely salty about their lives because they have nothing better to do than trash talk others when they can't get what they want.

Either way, it was none of her business. Finally zipping up her bag, Korra swung her bag over her shoulder before walking past the gossiping girls. Soon enough, she inevitably passes Asami on the way out. Passing by her path, Korra didn't even spare her a single glance before making her way out the door. As she walked down the hallway, an oh-so-familiar and oh-so-wonderful stab to the gut made her change her path. Feeling as if her lower back wanted to snap into two, Korra made her way over the bathroom, and soon enough, she entered the stall before plopping down and rifling through her backpack.

"Shit. Don't tell me I forgot to bring a pad?"

She dug around even deeper.

"Fuckkkk, I forgot meds too dammit."

She finally sits before glancing down at her panties. It was thankfully safe, aka yet to be stained, but the pain she felt had to be too good to be true, meaning, it was soon to come. After she was done with her business, she double-checked for blood stains after she wiped herself clean and did that check again. Still good. With an intrigued hum, she rolls her neck side to side, unable to shake that feeling that she knew it was gonna come when she least wanted it to. At last just to be on the safe side, she pulls out her earbuds before plugging them into her phone and dialing her friend. Thankfully she picks up quickly.

"Hey, Kuv."

"What's up? You almost here?"

"Nah…" Korra starts organizing her bag as the bathroom door clicks open. She ignores the heels approaching the direction of her stall before continuing on with the conversation. "Had to stop by the bathroom. Do you have any spare pads or meds? Not quite bleeding yet but I have this feeling it's gonna start soon." She watches as some red heels pass by her before entering the stall next to her left.

"Nope. Tough shit fam, good luck with that."

"What! You ass, just do me a favor will you? I feel like it's gonna come at the worst time possible."

"Why, you haven't even started bleeding yet gurl? What am I? Your gopher? Forget it, I'm starving. Gonna go ahead and order first."

"What! Hey at least wait for me you ass! Seriously Kuv, I saved your ass the last time you bled through your damned grouchy and knotted panties." She could've sworn she heard a quiet chuckle from the next stall over.

"Well that was then and I actually bled through clothes, thank you very much. It's not my fault you don't carry extras around. Besides, don't sweat it, if you actually start bleeding I'll getcha one."

Rolling her eyes, Korra flushes the toilet. "Fine. Don't come crying to me the next time your bloody ass needs some help."

"Yeah yeah, hurry your ass down here already. I'm starving."

"I know I know, on my way now oh your Highness, the Great Uniter!" she jokes in a playful voice.

"Why you little—"

"Later!" Hanging up just like that, Korra made her way to the faucet with her headphones still in her ears before glancing at the rowdy bunch that just entered the bathroom. She lathered up some soap before her ears caught their words.

"I swear, Asami's such a slut. Did you see the way she flipped her hair? Who does that?"

"I know! I'm so sick of the boys going 'Oh, Asami you wanna get a drink?' or 'Asami let's hang out!' I swear if I have to hear the boys ramble again, I'ma flip. Why can't they just shut up instead of wagging their tails in her face?"

"You're telling me! It's such an eyesore. What's so great about her anyway?! That pretty little face of hers won't last forever! I betcha she'll look like an old hag when she turns forty— no, thirty even hah!"

Korra rolls her eyes before letting out an indecisive groan. She could just ignore it and walk away since she was done but… how could she miss this sweet opportunity? Clearing her throat, she starts in a loud voice before pretending she's on the phone. "Sorry what? Oh, you mean that loud barking in the background? Oh don't mind that, it's just some low self-esteem chicks who are bash talking someone because they're insecure about getting some dick."

She notes them turn her way from the corner of her eye.

"Yeah," she continues with a smug curl on her lips. "I know right. If they have all the time to gossip they should work on their personalities and maybe then some guy will notice them." She chuckles playfully again. "Yeah I know, the louder they bark, the more they'll scare off the boys! Man, I can't imagine dating someone who yaps their mouth every second, geez, like how embarrassing." She rolls her eyes dramatically, enjoying their fuming reflections on the mirror.

Pulling her sleeves back, she purposely exposes her tribal tattoo sleeve for intimidation before flexing her arms. She enjoyed watching them cower back in the mirror before making sure to tighten her forearms as she washed her hands again. "Oh yeah, when were we gonna spar again? There's this take-down move I want to try out…" she watches them take a step back. "Uh-huh… tonight? Yeah sounds good, I've been looking forward to tossing you on the mat again." She says harmlessly while a cocky chuckle.

One of the girls finally pats her companion's arm. "Urgh, whatever, let's go."

"Uhuh… gotcha… mmhmm…" Korra waits until they both leave the bathroom before finally dropping the act and unrolling her sleeves.

"Geez, about time they left." She flicks her hands dry before taking off her headphones. "Man I'm starving… what should I eat today?"

Drying off her hands, the person who had just walked in earlier finally exits her stall. By the time those clacking heels come to a stop, Korra glances over to her left. Her eyes climb up those tight jeans and sure enough, she makes eye contact with a familiar pair of light green eyes.

"Ah…" Korra's mouth drops as she watches this woman give her a possibly flirtatious or even smug smirk as she begins washing her hands. Her eyebrows couldn't help but twitch in response. Shit, Asami Sato? Please don't tell me she heard that… she didn't... did she…? Fuck… this is so awkward.

Clearing her throat awkwardly, Korra finally finishes drying off her hands before mindlessly making her way out but, before she makes it too far, that familiar voice stops her.

"Oh wait, Korra, here. I only have a tampon but just in case you need it, if you'd like…" Asami offers as she quickly dried off her hands and pulled it out from her purse.

Korra twitches to a stop before slowly turning to face her. The corner of her mouth twitched up into an awkward smile not knowing what to do. Many thoughts were running through her mind but before she knew it, she reluctantly accepted her offer for damned some reason. She had this inclination that if she hadn't, it would've been even more awkward if she rejected. "Sure… t-thanks…"

Asami smiles again with those ruby lipstick-stained lips of hers. "You're welcome."

Giving her a lopsided grin, Korra quickly pivoted on her heels before rushing out of the bathroom feeling flushed. "Fuckkkk! Fuck fuck fuck, fuck that was so fucking awkward! Shit, why the hell was Asami in the bathroom? More like she knows my name? Shit! She sooooo heard me then fuck! I should've just kept my damned mouth shut." Groaning out loud, she smacked her face before making her way to the canteen.

"This sucks."

xXx

With a sad groan, Korra almost drops her lunch tray onto the table. Kuvira immediately gives her a judging look before speaking up. "What took your cranky ass so long? More like, who made you tie your panties in a bunch." She notes while waving her spoon at her friend.

Korra drops down onto the bench chair with much oomph. "Can you finally just end my life now?" She exasperates, mostly to herself, while wanting to jump down into some hole at the same time.

Kuvira rolls her eyes before crossing her legs. "Only if I get to keep your knife collection."

Frowning at that, she quickly responded. "Hell nah. You wish."

"Then forget it. Look for someone else." She waves back dismissively before watching as Korra bangs her head against the table. Feeling amused, she laughs at her face before asking again. "Seriously though, what happened? I doubt your salty ass would be that upset over just pads."

"Ugh." Korra abruptly looks up and looks her friend in the eyes. "Okay. So let's say you're in this situation."

Knowing where this was going, Kuvira goes along with it. "Okay…? I'm listening."

"Theoretically of course!"

Kuvira couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Ah yes, theoretically of course."

"Okay." Korra shifts more comfortably onto the bench for a better storytelling mode. "So let's say someone heard our phone convo when I was taking a piss."

"Uhuh."

"And let's say when I was done, I heard some salty hoes shit-talking about someone as I washed my hands…"

"Uhuh…"

"And as you know, I love trolling them gossipers when face to face…" she pauses and continues once Kuvira nods. "So… let's say I pretended to be on a phone call and bash talked these basher talkers in front of their faces."

Kuvira grinned slightly as she perked up. "Okay, I like where this is going. Continue. What'd they say and do to you?"

Korra clears her throat awkwardly before continuing. "Oh, it was great. When I flexed my arm, they looked like they were about to piss themselves and took a step back! Anywho, all in all, it was fucking hilarious!" She laughs brightly before cutting herself off and continuing. "And of course, that's not the issue and this is all theoretical."

"Yeah yeah, I know. You and your theories. So, what happens next 'theoretically' then?"

Fidgeting her fingers, Korra rips the bandage off and completes her story. "Let's say the person that they were bash talking was in the stall next to me and let's say she may or may not have heard the entire conversation because, by the time I was leaving, she offered me a tampon…"

Kuvira dropped her spoon onto her tray. "Noooo… don't tell me you accepted it."

Looking away guiltily, Korra felt like she was sweating bullets. "I may or may not have…"

Snorting, Kuvira picks up the spoon before scooping up her food again. "Laughing my ass off. Of course, you did you dumbass!" She laughs wholeheartedly. "Why the heck would you do that?! Spirits, now I'm even embarrassed for you. Can't imagine getting caught like that whether you're defending or bashing a person and accepting that as charity from the source of the gossip! Hah! This is great!" She claps her hand in amazement.

Bringing her hands up to shrug, Korra was flabbergasted. "Well, what was I supposed to do! We have calculus together Kuv, she knows where to find me and she even knows my name!"

Kuvira belches a louder laugh this time. "You're fucking great Korra! This is why I keep you around phew," wiping after her tears, she looks at her friend again. "Well, now go on. Who is she? Do I know her? More like, did you at least get her number?"

"Of course not!" Korra shoots back in defense, "That was awkward as shit man! Do you know how embarrassed I feel right now!"

"Nope and I couldn't care less so tell me, who is she already, or do I seriously have to stalk all your classes and ask around? Man, this is great, finally some shit I can rub in your face for embarrassment."

"Hey, rude!" Korra finally picks up her chopsticks and points them towards her friend. "Just you wait… I'm gonna blackmail the fuck out of you one of these days."

"Hah! Sure you are." She snorts in amusement before urging, "Now come on, seriously though. Stop dodging the question. Tell me, who was she? Was she hot at least?"

Korra purses her lips as her eyebrows twitch. She knew Kuvira had a knack for finding details whether she wanted to disclose it or not but this time was just… flat out the most embarrassing shit she has encountered in public with a stranger. That's why she cleared her throat once again before mumbling out, "Asami…"

"What? What was that? Didn't catch yah." Kuvira leans closer in with a smug grin plastered on her face before she closes their distance.

Coughing a few times, Korra clears her throat again before whispering but slightly louder. "I-It… it was Asami…"

Kuvira blinks when she registers the name. "No…. Asami? As in that Asami, Asami Sato?"

Wishing she was a good liar, which she wasn't, Kuvira was the one person she didn't stand a chance against even trying to pretend. "Y-Yeah…?"

"Asami as in this campus's madonna and the one and only daughter of the Hiroshi Sato?" Kuvira repeats louder than before, making Korra shriek in place.

"Y-Yes. How many times do I have to repeat myself? Shut it will you?!" She spits out in an angry whisper.

"Hah!" Clapping her hands loudly together, Kuvira belched a laugh. "This is the best thing that has happened in my life!" She continues laughing to the point tears stung her eyes. "You're the best Kor, I can't believe you accepted a freaking tampon from the Asami Sato! I'm dying hahaha hah!" She holds her chest in an attempt to calm herself down.

Blushing to herself, Korra shrunk in her place. "I hate you from the bottom of my heart you know that…"

After her friend finally calms down somewhat, she wipes her tears before sitting upright again. "Oh… oh boy. Alright, alright, get over yourself woman. Now come on, tell me this story from start to finish again. I need to engrave this in my memory."

Korra wanted to punch her. "In your dreams."

"Come onnnn, don't be shy. My ears are all open for you."

"Nope. Never in your wildest dreams, you DICKtator!"

"Pleaseeee Korra, my best friend, I must insist. Share your concerns with the Great Uniter, I'll make your dreams come true!"

Korra scoffs, "What dreams?"

"The one where you hook up with her and get all nasty in bed."

"What!" Her mouth drops down low. "As if! I'm not trying to get in her pants Kuvira! What the hell man!" She chucks a tissue at her face which falls short by a lot.

"Aww come on, I know you find her hot you bisexual disaster. Besides, there's no one here on campus that wouldn't want a chance to bang her. Asami Sato is hot as fuck fam."

Korra just rolled her eyes. "As if, not me. Why the hell would I want to bang some random chick? It's not as if I wanna fuck every single good-looking person out there. Who cares if they're hot? Besides, I betcha she's a pillow princess anyways."

Kuvira scoffs with a roll in her eyes before playfully smirking. "So you have thought about it then."

"Have not!" She spits back immediately.

She was easily retorted. "Then why would you think she's a pillow princess then? For all you know, she's a top. I wouldn't be surprised, she has some nice big dick energy if I say so myself."

"T-That's—" she blushed heavily before continuing her pointless banter. "O-Obviously because you know! She's always surrounded by guys who suck up to her left and right so she has to be one!"

Kuvira laughs in single syllables. "See. Told ya. She's hella your type huh? I know you have a thing for milfs."

Korra grew red. "I do not!"

"Then why else would you confess your love to your Aunt Kya?"

"Kuvira!" She slammed her chopsticks down, "I was ten when I said that! TEN!"

Her friend smirks playfully. "You didn't deny that older women are your type though. You do know that Asami took a year off, right? Meaning… she's older than us– and within reason too– so she's perfect for you."

Korra smacks her face. "I can't believe this."

"Which part? The part where you told me you prefer older partners or that you accepted a tampon from a stranger?"

Giving her a deadpanned look, Korra glares at her. "Making friends with you."

Laughing a bit, Kuvira simply shrugs. "Hey, it's not my fault you get extremely flirty and horny when drunk. If I wasn't a saint, we totally would've fucked already."

Korra audibly voices her disgust with a dry gag. "Oh spirits, don't even go there. I still regret drinking that much to this day…"

"Still I do have to say…" she rubs her chin, "That's still the most memorable memory I have of you to this day… it's a good thing you hide your tatts under that hoodie because phew wee, boy oh boy those new freshmen would jump at a chance to fuck you. You're totally fuck boy material and your tribal arm sleeve and back tatts are killer. If you'd just dress normally the way you do outside of school, you'd get any dick or cooch all you want."

With a sigh, Korra slouches onto the table before going along with it. "It's a curse being born this hot." She then playfully flips her short hair back, getting the head shake of shame from Kuvira, and simply shrugs coolly before continuing. "Besides, I can barely ace my tests these days let alone deal with relationships. This is the only time I can focus on topics that I like and have a normal life until I take over the village. You know," she aimlessly waves her hand, "I wanna do well and achieve what I can even if it's technically pointless in the end."

"Yeah yeah yeah, I get it." She sighs at her boring attitude, "Study all you want man but know that your sex life is gonna dive into the dumpster at this rate. Talk about a shame for your missed sex opportunities. College ain't all about studying you know, you're missing out on the frat parties."

Korra simply wagged her finger. "For one, I've already been there, done that. Two, parties suck because why would I want to hang out with random people, and three, that's what sex toys are for my friend. Less of a hassle and more reliable and energetic." With a wink, she wiggles her eyebrows knowing that Kuvira knew that she was right.

Unable to retort her statement, Kuvira just scoffs back. "You're no fun."

"And you're an ass!" She counters back with a shit-eating grin.

"Whatever… forget it," she rolls her eyes, "this isn't fun anymore."

Korra laughed triumphantly. "And that's what I thought."

xXx

Sighing to herself, Korra couldn't help but ask. "Remind me what we're doing here again?" She says before playing with the rim of her glass.

Kuvira takes a swig of beer before slamming her mug down. "For the free booze obviously duh."

Resting her chin onto her fist, Korra huffs. "Right…" She takes a sip of her drink before glancing over to her other classmates. Naturally, she eavesdrops on their conversation to see if they were talking about something entertaining.

"See I told you it was going to be like this." A brunette says while nodding towards the rowdy table. "Why'd you even dress up? You know Asami was gonna attract all the guys."

"What?" Her friend pouts while playing with her cup. "I was hoping at least one guy would look over at us…"

Her friend only clicks her tongue. "At parties like these, you just learn to mingle, make friends with the gals and drink some booze. Besides, these chicken skewers are so damn good for some reason."

She laughs back in response. "True." They look over at the bigger table to see Asami laughing with some handsome guy. They couldn't help but feel jealous before letting out a defeated breath and giving up before turning back to their fellow classmates. "Well, who's up for some drinking games?"

Kuvira perks up at that note. "Count us in!"

Korra finishes her drink before rolling her eyes. "Oh boy… this is gonna be a long night…"

"Loosen up Avatar!" Kuvira wraps her around her friend's shoulder. "The night's still young, the semester's just started so let's drink while we still can! I'll cap you off since I know how you are when you're drunk, so let's have fun since I know your classes are gonna kick your ass at some point in time. Might as well and party now while we still can."

Korra pours herself another beer from the pitcher. "Okay, point taken… besides, I'm probably going to need to be wasted to deal with your ass all night."

Kuvira ignores that comment and laughs it off. "Touché to that my friend! Try not to drink too much though okay? I don't wanna pick up your ass from some random house again. You know you're hard to keep track of one too many drinks in."

"I thought you were gonna spot me…" With her lips pursed, Korra decides to quickly drop the topic and shrugs it off. "Well whatever, and that's why we do the buddy system." She nudges Kuvira's arm, "You watch my back and I watch yours."

Raising a glass to that, Kuvira smiles. "Cheers to that."

xXx

One second Korra was enjoying herself, drinking another glass of beer, the next, her bladder was playing games on her. She taps Kuvira's shoulder to excuse herself. "Hey, I'ma take a piss real quick alright?"

Kuvira gives her a thumbs up before slurring out. "Sure, need a hand?"

"Nah, I'm good." She stands up and ends up catching herself on her friend's chair.

Kuvira raised an eyebrow at that. "You sure?"

Korra lets out a heavy breath. "Yeah totally, I only had like what? Five glasses of beer?" Her core was feeling extra warm and she was quite in a good mood. Or did I drink seven or eight? How much did I drink again…?

Breaking eye contact after a moment, Kurvira shrugs. "Alright, help yourself. Holler if you need anything."

Waving her hand mindlessly, Korra made her way to the bathroom. By the time she stumbles her way into the bathroom to take a piss, she sighs yet again at the slight disappointment that her period still hasn't come. "Geez… I know you're coming so hit me while I'm up. No surprises okay…"

Looking up to the ceiling, she brushes her hair back before letting out a sigh. After she lazily flushes the toilet, she makes her way out before washing her hands. Cupping some water in her palms, she splashes her face to cool down. She stood there, watching as the droplets of water dripped down her face before letting out a haggard breath and mumbling to herself.

"Shit… maybe I drank too much…"

With a slight groan, she runs her hand up her face to push back some hair. That causes a few of her hair locks to get wet but still feel refreshing at the same time. Feeling extra hot for some reason, her chest rises a few times before she starts pulling her shirt back and forth to fan herself. Soon enough, clacking heels creep up on her.

"Are you doing alright there?"

Korra had her eyes shut to enjoy the serenity of the bathroom before she slowly peeled them back. Her gaze was high as she slowly looked down towards the source of the voice. She smirks slightly before fluffing out her hair. She, in theory, would have been an embarrassing mess given who just walked in but, by the power invested in sweet, sweet alcohol, she was having the time of her life.

"Totally peachy. You?"

Smiling playfully, her classmate walks towards the mirror next to her side before touching up her makeup.

"All sunshine and rainbows."

Korra lets out a flirtatious chuckle before she can't help herself in her state of intoxication. She slouched forward slightly on the counter before playfully accusing, "Guess you had enough of the boys?"

Her classmate raises an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? And why do you think that?" She responds, feeling amused and going along with this drunk person's antics.

With a devilish smirk, Korra turns to face her. "Mmh… well let's see, the only reason why women go to the bathroom to fix their makeup is that they need some time to themselves." She fans her classmate's body up and down with her hand. "And even more so for some like you."

"Someone like me huh?" With a hum, she faces Korra coyly before asking, "And what do you mean by someone like me?"

Korra leans in closer into her space before playfully twirling her classmate's wavy hair between her own fingers. Her eyes narrow in on those red lips before she leans up to whisper into her ear. "Someone who I'd totally want to fuck if I drank anymore."

Her classmate twitches in place before eyeing Korra suspiciously. However, she does little to nothing to separate their bodies from their close proximity.

After breathing some labored breaths, Korra ruthlessly breaks away from the ever-growing heat before splashing her face with more water. "Fuck… I definitely drank too much."

Letting out a deep groan from her seductive advances, her classmate swallows dryly before smiling coolly. She shakes off her funk before flicking her hair past her shoulder. "In that case…" she steps in closer to look Korra in the eyes. "You wanna ditch this place and head to a bar? Just you and me?"

"Heh!" Giggling while giving her a lopsided grin, Korra gave her a challenging look. "Who me? With the ohhhh so famous and popular Asami Sato, the madonna of RCU?"

Blinking once, Asami finally lets out an amused giggle before stepping in closer to Korra's space for a closer look at those clear blue eyes. "Yeah. Just you and me. The two of us all alone… getting more drinks." She practically purrs under her breath.

Korra breathed in that ridiculously good-smelling perfume. She kept eye contact with Asami for a short amount of time before she couldn't help but look down at her jawline, just past her neck and right down at that sharp collar bone. The teasing amount of cleavage Asami was showing was more than enough to make Korra curious about what would come next. She was most definitely enticing.

Swallowing hungrily, Korra hums before answering the obvious hint. "If you don't mind that bar being my fridge at home then yes, I'll have to take you up on that offer."

Biting her lower lip, Asami stepped in closer and carefully grabbed her hand. She breathed in Korra's slight alcoholic breath before answering. "Sounds perfect."

They didn't exchange any words after that. Korra squeezed back Asami's hand before leading her out of the restroom. She honestly didn't remember what she said or what happened after that but Asami had excused herself from her table with some excuse while Korra went over to her table to assure Kuvira that she was fine and that she was just going home. Of course, she ignores that shit-eating grin of hers when Kuvira sees her leaving with Asami in tow.