Note:
Sorry for the late update! If you didn't see on my tumblr, I announced it would be a bit late because my school started, AND I managed to slice my finger while doing dishes. Don't worry, I didn't take off my finger, just maybe a nice slab of it (Warning: unneeded, gross details). I have been typing with nine fingers, and surprisingly, it was a pain to get used to. Now, I'm used to it. Yay! Back in business! Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and thank iterdei, our amazing beta reader, for the extra Korrasami at the end (saved my life with the Korrasami suggestion). But yeah, sorry, it's a filler chapter...
The weekend and first couple weekdays afterwards passed by surprisingly fast to Korra. Her weekend was spent finishing up a couple of projects due on Monday and studying for a history quiz Mr. Zaheer had told them to prepare for on Tuesday. Of course the Southerner had easily spent an hour or two studying each day before the quiz only to end up with a C+ on it. How is that even possible? These questions don't match anything to do with what we were studying in the book or in class. Ughhhh, Mr. Zaheer is going to fucking fail me, and I'm not going to be able to graduate this year. Fuck you! Korra could only roll her eyes at the giant C+ in the corner of her paper. What a fucking ass-hat.
"Korra! Wait up!" The voice was light and silky. Oh no...
Korra quickly spun around to find a raven-haired vixen jogging through a mob of students during passing period. Their eyes met immediately, which caused the omega to let a sweet smile light up her face, making the Southerner blush. Just the slightest bit of happiness shown in Asami's had caused blood to rush up Korra's face. It was just a simple, genuine grin, but who could have predicted it would cause the alpha's stomach to flip. The space inside the Water Tribe girl's gut felt mostly empty and only carried a light feeling of fluttering butterfly-hummingbirds.
"H-hey." Korra couldn't keep her eyes off of the omega; her eyes are so beautiful, and her lips, they're so plump and perfectly formed. How does this girl manage to be so perfect?
"Hi," the beauty of a girl held something out to Korra, "you left this in the garage the other night." It was the paper with her number, still kept neatly with crisp edges. "And your car's still at my place, too."
Korra slowly reached for the note, still keeping eye contact with Asami. Those striking green eyes caused Korra's stomach to burn with a spark, a spark she hadn't felt since...forever.
As she tried to speak, a lump was caught in the Southerners throat: "Thanks..."
"You're welcome," the omega replied.
Korra finally broke the gaze between them, staring at the ground instead. Grabbing the back of her neck, she let out a sigh. "I'm sorry about ditching you like that. I shouldn't have just run off."
With delicate hands, Asami reached out to the Southerner and gave her a soft touch of reassurance. "It's okay. It's not that big of a deal," the omega sweetly smiled, "and I am for sure not mad at you at all for it."
"I know, but it just shows what a shitty person I can be, running off at the fact I'm actually engaging in a conversation with this new, beautiful, wonderful person who just came into my life." Korra winced a little at the fact she had just called Asami "beautiful" and "wonderful". I mean she is both, but I didn't mean to imply that I like her...like that. I shouldn't, and hopefully she gets the memo. Korra cleared her throat and continued, "I'm not the most social person, as you can tell."
Giggling, Asami commented, "I can tell. We can fix that, though. I'll be there for you when you need me, Korra. It's so nice to have someone like you in my life who is beautiful and wonderful." She let out a small giggle at her remark.
Korra immediately looked away, her blush increasing intensely. I should leave now, shouldn't I? Wait! Don't just leave her; at least give her a hug or something and say you should go.
Korra pulled her head back up to find those emerald eyes gleaming and those painted red lips curled into a smile. In return, the Water Tribe girl gave a small smile. "I should get going. Class is going to start in two minutes."
"Oh, yeah, that's right." Asami glanced around the hallway frantically to find only a couple of students running through the hall to their next class.
Korra suddenly pulled the omega into a quick, tight hug, then bounded off in the direction the rushing students had gone. She yelled across the hall, "I'll see you later, and I'll make sure to text you the details of our get-together, when I get home!" She waved the note to confirm she actually still had it. "Also, I'll pick up my car sometime this week!"
"Okay!" Asami giggled and turned to walk to her next class.
Korra took one last peak at the omega's swaying hips before turning around and heading to her next class. Damn, you just can't stop looking, can you? Fucking asshole.
Ope (heart emoji and kissy heart emoji x3): Alright see ya there in a few mins babe
Tonight's plan: dinner date with girlfriend. Game plan: don't think about that freaking black-haired, green-eyed, alluring omega. Sounds good. You've got this, Korra. She took a breath and continued to button up her white, long sleeve button-up shirt. After finishing the last button, she took her one and only favorite, navy blue tie and wrapped it around her neck. Tonight's date was semi-formal, so Korra thought it would be nice to dress up a little for Opal; she loved when the Southerner wore something other than a t-shirt or hoodie, especially when it was one with a polarbear-dog on it.
Next up: socks and shoes. She put on dark, plain socks and her nice, shiny black shoes. Carefully she tied their laces and made sure they weren't entirely sloppy. Good enough, Korra huffed as she finished the second bow.
Now, what the fuck do I do with all this hair? Wolf tails? Or down? The Southerner was caught in a battle between which hair style would be better for tonight's occasion. She pouted at her final decision: down. The Water Tribe girl always had her hair tied up; it was just another tradition from the Water Tribe. Both men and women always had to have some sort of tie or decorative thing in their hair, which was sometimes tied up into wolf tails, braided down with beads, or something else. Everyone had their own unique way of doing their hair.
Okay, no wolf tail in the back, but maybe leave in the two side thingies... Yup! Good enough. Korra shrugged it off, while looking at herself in the mirror. Opal'll love it anyways. She doesn't care as long as I'm not wearing a polarbear-dog.
The Southerner quickly grabbed her keys, phone, and wallet and dashed out of her room. She quickly shuffled down the stairs to find her father on the couch reading something on his phone and her mother snuggled against his side. They're so disgusting...
Korra stuck her tongue out at them, only to find her mother nuzzling further into her husband's chest.
"You'll be just as disgusting when you have a family of your own, Dear."
How did she even know? Ugh, mothers just always know everything. The teen just rolled her eyes at her mother's remark.
"She's right, Korra. Your children will be saying the same thing about you and Opal in a few years." Her father let out a hefty laugh.
"Daaaad! I don't even know if Opal's..." she threw her arms in the air, "ugh! Just forget it."
Both of her parents laughed at their daughter's reaction to their teasing. Her father finally quieted his chuckling and asked with curiosity, "Where are you going tonight? You're dressed up for something because there's no polarbear-dog to be found on your clothes."
Korra frowned at her father's comment of there being "no polarbear-dog" on her shirt. "I'm going out with Opal tonight," she huffed.
"Oh! Have fun then, you little stud," her father gave her a wink, "and use protection this time."
Korra turned bright scarlet and put the biggest pout on her face as she could. "I'm out!" she yelled as she approached the front door. Quickly, the alpha turned the knob, slipped through the door, and slammed it shut. Raavadamn parents... Always finding a way to embarrass me and make everything that much more awkward. She crossed her arms and continued to pout.
Within just three minutes, Opal was pulling into Korra's driveway in her dark green truck. Korra trotted up to her side, opened the door, and kissed her girlfriend square of the lips. "What a charming alpha," the earthy-eyed teen said with a small grin.
"Only for a cute, beautiful omega like you," Korra retorted.
Opal smacked her girlfriend playfully on the arm and laughed. "You're such a cheese-head."
"Well, you started it! And it's pretty damn true, too."
"I guess you're right." She gave Korra a quick peck on the lips, which Korra turned into a full, deep kiss. The alpha ran her tongue over the omega's lips as they continued smashing their mouths together. Opal immediately pulled back at the feeling of Korra invading her mouth. "Korra, can we just go have a nice dinner already instead of making out in front of your parents?" Nodding her head at the window behind the Water Tribe girl, Korra turned her head to find her parents giggling behind the window. A moment later, the Southerner's phone let out a sharp bell sound.
Mom: Listen to what your father said! Use protection, Darling.
She quickly put her phone back into her pants' pocket, hoping Opal hadn't read the message as well. Heat raced up her cheeks, and she gave the omega a shy, sideways smirk. Opal let out a small chuckle and gave one of Korra's red cheeks a kiss.
"Alrighty, to Kwong's?"
"Yep!" Korra shot around to the car's passenger seat, then Opal backed out of the driveway.
The front door shut with a light bang, alerting that the young alpha had returned from her night out with her girlfriend. Senna took a glimpse from around the corner of the wall to find her daughter seemingly content.
"How was the date, Sweetie?"
"It was good. Just went out for dinner at Kwong's and yeah..." Korra couldn't recall anything significant that had happened. Their night together had been simple and sweet; they simply had dinner at a nice restaurant, talked a bit, made out in the back of Opal's truck afterwards, then drove back. It wasn't spectacular nor was it bad, just satisfying.
It would've been nicer if Asa- Bad, Korra, bad! Korra mentally smacked herself for letting the thought of the irresistible omega cross her mind.
"Imma head up to bed, since it's getting kinda late. Goodnight, Mom!" With her last words, the Water Tribe girl yawned and headed up the stairs to her bedroom.
Just as she'd left it, her room was a total disaster. It was like a world war had been fought in there. Shirts, some pants, and other various pieces of clothing were scattered on the floor and the foot of her bed. Papers and notebooks could be found piled around the edges of her bed, having been dumped there once she was finish with homework or when she was going to sleep. A plate from her breakfast had been left on her bed stand speckled with small crumbs of bread and a smudge of peanut butter.
"I'll just get it in the morning," the Water Tribe girl muttered to herself, as she crashed down on her bed.
She lazily turned her head towards the silver and white clock on the small desk beside her bed. It read 10:23. It's not even that late! How are you this tired after such a calm night? It's not like you had sex or anything...
It was an alpha trait: sleeping after sex. Normally, alphas are eager to please themselves and their mate or court, but they'd use up so much of their energy to only fall into a deep slumber next to their partner after intercourse. This mainly happens after a knotting, but it could happen with just regular sex. Korra had surprisingly been able to walk right out of the Beifong house that night she'd ditched Asami. Not that she really had a choice (Opal shoved her out the front door immediately and drove her home). Korra was luckily able to stay awake, but she was still somewhat hazy on the ride back. When she had reached her bed that night, that's when the alpha crashed. She didn't bother changing out of her clothes or even getting under the covers; she just died.
Korra had felt the same way tonight: ready to die and sleep forever. Maybe it's the stupid erection that came up during the make out. Korra could only huff at her anatomy because of how annoying it was. Why couldn't I just be a beta? Everything was just perfect until the puberty attack. Fuck my life.
Korra stretched and let out a faint whimper of relief. I still have to take off these Raavadamn clothes, too. Fuck. Me. Lazily, the alpha rolled from her back to her side and pushed herself to sit on her bed. Slumped over, another yawn possessed her, and she stretched again. The Water Tribe girl only stared at the messy piles of paper and notebooks on her floor mixed with a small pile of shirts and socks. Should I even just maybe pick up some clothes before I go to bed? With a few seconds of thinking, the decision was final: take off clothes and go to sleep. At least that was the plan until her phone went off.
'Sams: Hey, so you have any plans for the weekend, yet?
Korra's eyes shot open, and she wildly dove for the phone sitting on her desk. She found herself unlocking the device and instantly opening her messages to reply to the omega.
Korra: Ummm haven't thought of any yet BUT! I might have something tomorrow. I'll talk to you tomorrow at school about it :D
'Sams: Okay, thanks :) Goodnight and see you tomorrow.
She put a smiley face... Korra couldn't help but let a huge grin cover her face, which was soon torn down by the fact she was heavily crushing on her new friend. Just admit it, Korra. You're fucked. You like her, yes, but you have Opal. You need to figure this out, but now, it's not the time because you're tired as fu- A yawn overtook her thoughts. With a sigh, the teenager set down her phone and went back to what she was going to do before.
The tie was first to go; it was choking her, even though it had been loosened by a certain someone during their intense kissing session. Korra simply slipped it undone and pulled it from around her neck, sighing with relief. Next up: buttons. When the Southerner looked at the first button, it wasn't buttoned, as was the second. That's when she could barely make out a couple light bruises appearing on her upper chest. Fucking omega... Korra only rolled her eyes at the fact Opal had given her hickeys on her chest, and probably one or two more would be found on her neck somewhere in the morning. As for now, she was too tired to really care and started to unbutton the white top. The jeans weren't that much of an issue, other than the bulge of... Oh. My. Raava. Are you serious right now?! She only glared at it, further annoyed it was still present or wanted to make another appearance. Nope! You are not getting any attention tonight. "I'm too damn tired for this..." the alpha grumbled. She tore off her jeans and bra, leaving herself only in underwear. "Good-fucking-night." The Southerner clicked off the light and crashed back into bed under the soft covers.
