The Little Things
It didn't start off as much, a little gust of wind here, a gentle breeze there. But whenever Asami was with Korra, it felt like the wind was always blowing in just the right way to give her hair the tousled look at Korra loved so much. She didn't give it a lot of thought. Republic City was right on the coast, so a bit of wind was only natural.
What made her suspicious was when the gusts of wind and the breezes followed her into her office and the apartment she shared with Korra. And was it really a coincidence that Korra was always there whenever a stray breeze kicked up? Maybe it was, but Asami didn't think that was very likely.
Still, she didn't have any proof. The small smile on Korra's face could easily be from something else. After all, they did enjoy spending time together. And any movement on Korra's part could simply be due to the fact that Korra didn't like to stay still for too long.
Nevertheless, Asami had her suspicions, and being the person she was, she wouldn't rest until she had an answer. Of course, she was forgetting something. Although Korra was usually blunt and outspoken, she could be quite sneaky when she needed to be.
Weeks went by with Asami trying to catch Korra in the act, but the other woman was always one step ahead. She even had the audacity to whistle a merry tune when Asami felt the wind rustle past her. Asami turned with an accusation on her lips, only to find Korra draped across the couch with her hands folded behind her head.
"What?" Korra asked with smirk.
Asami's eyes narrowed. "Nothing."
And then, somehow, despite the fact that the windows were closed, a gust of wind blew through their apartment. Korra, meanwhile, went back to whistling.
"Okay, be honest with me, how are you doing it?"
"Doing what?" Korra's smirk widened, and Asami was struck with both the urge to whack her over the head with a couch cushion or kiss her. Perhaps she could do both.
"You know what. You're the one making the wind blow my hair around all the time."
"Well…" Korra winked. "That's a secret."
"Korra!"
The Avatar chuckled. "Fine, fine, I'll tell you. I know it must be driving you nuts." She gave the smallest movement of one finger, and the air around Asami shifted. "It's something I've been practicing: how to bend using as little movement as possible. It was tough at first, but…"
"You've been practicing a lot." Asami found herself smiling. "By using it on me."
Korra shrugged. "What can I say? I really like the way your hair looks when it's caught in the wind. Plus, you're really observant. If you couldn't catch me doing it…"
"Nobody could." Now, Asami was outright grinning. "You're keeping this as a trick up your sleeve, aren't you?"
Korra nodded. "I can't do anything too big with it yet, but it might come in handy one day. Who knows, maybe I'll even get good enough at it to throw someone off their feet?"
"Well, you better not do that to me," Asami said.
Korra gave Asami a thoughtful look. "I can think of a few times it might come in handy."
"Oh?"
"Like getting you into bed." Korra gave a minute gesture with one finger, and Asami found herself pushed toward her ever so gently. "See?"
"Technically, you're on the couch right now, not the bed." Asami laughed as another gust of wind propelled her into Korra's arms. "But I suppose it could come in handy."
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Author's Notes
As always, I do not own Legend of Korra. I am not making any money off of this either.
Korra can be very creative when she has the right motivation, and what better motivation than Asami?
As always, I appreciate feedback. Reviews and comments are welcome.