Bolin peeked his head in. Strange. The door was open. His company trailed after him like ducklings chasing after their mother as he entered Korra's new apartment. Maybe she went out and forgot to close the door. No, who does that? I mean, except for me. Opal, who was crouching behind her boyfriend, walked ahead and prepared to ask anybody if they were home.
"No!" Bolin frantically whispered and grabbed her fearfully. "Let's just get what we came for and leave!"
"We have to check and see if she's alright at least!" Opal hissed. "If she's even here..."
Mako third wheeled the couple and begun searching for their clothes that were left upon Korra coming home and yelling at Bolin and Opal to leave. That was after she was heartbroken. Mako still felt incredibly stupid, and even more remorseful now that the three of them are lurking around her flat. No one had seen or heard from her after that day. Her wrath kept them far away for at least three days before anyone even gathered enough courage to attempt to call the professional fighter.
"Here! I found them!" Opal whispered and threw a shirt at Bolin who gracefully catched the garment with his face and plummeted head first into a wall, possibly denting it and his own skull.
"Shh!" Opal shushed.
Mako choked trying to keep his laughter in. Bolin shot him an incredulous glare, as if to say: You're my brother! You're supposed to help me not laugh at me! "Alright, let's go!" Mako whispered, refocusing on the task at hand. Which involved getting the hell out of there as fast as possible because they may have just alerted Korra if she was home, and her finding the three of them like this, with a new crack in the new wall of her new apartment (that will most certainly cost her the security deposit)...it was time to leave.
"No wait, we have to see if she's okay." Opal crouched and started sneaking towards the bedroom. The brothers got prone too and cautiously followed her, Bolin shaking his head to clear his mind and his hair of plaster.
The door was closed so they had no idea if she was in there, and the last thing they wanted to do was wake Korra if she was sleeping. Bolin did mention seeing the woman busting up a sand bag at the gym. He ran before she could spot him through the window and snap his neck clean off. Bolin likes having his neck intact and head attached to his body.
"Opal, I don't know if this is such a good idea," the burly man's teeth clattered around his nails.
Opal rolled her eyes at him and reached up to the handle and opened the door slowly, peeking in. She gradually spotted stacks of letters strewn about, brought out of emptied cardboard boxes. More and more revealed as she pushed the door aside, until it got stuck, right before she could see up to the bed. She pried open the last part of the door, accidentally knocking over a stack of papers on the other side. The letters all filed out on the floor and the three intruders sat as silently as possible in the doorway, closed eyes and crossed fingers. They only listened. After a few moments of quiet, there was a shuffling of sheets. Oh man they were fucked.
"Asami? Did you hear that?" Korra asked, groggy from waking up after her nap.
Opal turned to her boyfriend and his brother. They shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders as she mouthed: "Asami?"
"Hey, who's there?" Korra asked, frozen in her bed, certain she just heard something.
The three musketeers stayed silent. Closed their eyes again, wishing they could turn invisible. More rustling. Footsteps.
"Opal?"
Realizing it was a lost cause, the holy trinity opened their gazes to find a very disheveled and very disturbed looking Korra. "Hi Korra." The smaller woman and her boyfriend said simultaneously, both grinning sheepishly, glancing up whilst Mako sighed in the back. The couple both got the urge to shut him up.
"Bolin? Mako?! What the hell are you guys doing in my apartment?"
"S-Sorry! Just picking up some stuff that we left!" Said Bolin, raising up the shirt in his hand, and Opal's underwear. The woman who the undergarment belonged to slapped a hand over her head, more gracefully this time. Bolin noticed shortly afterwards to which his eyes widened, making him self-consciously lower his hand.
"Why didn't you just ring the bell?" Korra asked. They all stare at her and she suddenly feels self-conscious. Not because she's insecure, but she's half-naked and all of them are fully clothed, albeit she's not so sure about that seeing as Bolin is holding up a bra. "What!" Her face grew red while trying to cover herself.
"You're not mad?" Mako asked, raising his tone at the end, as if 'maaAAD?' was all he knew her to be. Well, that may be true, in retrospect.
"About what?" Korra spoke soft. Too softly. In a voice and tone that Korra would never use, unless addressing Tenzin's children, and especially not on three people who broke into her flat and who also ruined her love life a week before.
"Who's Asami?" Bolin clasped a hand on his lips. Opal followed suit and suddenly the man had four hands on his blabbering mouth.
But Korra just turned rose red. "Uh... I–uh, she's..."
"Korra? What's going on?" came a yawning, angelic voice from inside the bedroom.
"Oh nothing, babe! Go back to sleep!" she answered. Now the three burglars were very confused. Korra turned to them again with a scowl. Bolin instinctively raised his arms in defense. "You need to get out of my apartment right fucking now, okay?" she whispered out of earshot of the other person in her room. It looked like she was telling off three kids with their hands stuck down a cookie jar.
"Korra, we're sorry," Opal apologized, whispering back.
Korra sighed and deflated. "I know," she responded. "We'll talk later, I just–"
"Sweetie, who are you talking to?" Asami asked, now sounding much more awake.
'Fuck', Korra mouthed. She looked back at Asami, then opened the door fully to reveal the three intruders, still crouching mischievously on the floor.
"Oh," the woman simply said. "Hi. You must be Korra's friends." She smiled politely, waved while still sitting in Korra's bed.
Korra began thinking she may need new friends because the two boys could not stop gawking at the woman in her bed. Opal didn't even notice her boyfriend looking at another woman because she was just as transfixed. "Hey!" Korra snapped her fingers in front of them, jerking their gazes to dart around, trying to seem innocent.
Asami just sat coolly by. "Don't be so hard on them, sweetie. Mako's plan worked, didn't it?"
"Yeah," the athletic woman said back, then turned to her three friends-turned- intruders, and raised her fist. "Thank fuck it did or you would not have lived for this long, I swear to god–"
"Korra," Asami scolded.
Her girlfriend sighed. "Sorry."
Opal stood up and walked over to Asami. "Hi," she introduced herself. "I'm Opal."
"Hello Opal." Asami lifted the hand she waved with, keeping her left on the sheet covering her torso, and shook the fellow green-eyed woman's hand.
The two brothers followed example and greeted the raven-haired beauty. Bolin then asked about the elephant in the room, in typical Bolin fashion. "So Asami, you're Korra's girlfriend?"
"That is correct," Asami happily confirmed, without hesitation.
The room went uncomfortably silent, as if struggling to believe what this goddess had just said. Korra stood in the corner with her flustered face in her palms. She resolved to take matters into her own hands and strode towards the group and her girlfriend. "Alright! Well, this was fun. I think we've had enough of you for another week and we'd love it if you could do us a favor and just leave us alone. Please, I can't deal with this anymore. You made enough of a mess for us to clean up."
The sacred three came back to reality after getting stuck in some sort of inexplicable trance, then they laughed as their irritated friend shoved them out of the bedroom. When they were in the kitchen, after stepping carefully between the littered pages on Korra's floor, they hugged the woman who had been leading them out. She was surprised enough to forget her annoyance, then embraced them back.
"I'm glad things worked out," Mako spoke first. "I'm sorry Korra, I shouldn't have gone and sent that letter without your consent."
"No, you shouldn't have." Korra agreed. "But you're lucky it went so well. Just knock next time, okay?"
"I would say you should close the door, but I'm guessing you didn't have time," Opal smiled.
They all laughed together in the group-hug. "Congratulations, Korra," Bolin said. "Asami's a real catch, she's perfect for you."
"Thanks," Korra replied, significantly more chipper. "I'll see you guys 'round okay?"
"'Course Korra."
Her three friends offered their goodbye's before exiting the apartment, shutting the door properly.
Asami took her chance and strutted up behind her new girlfriend and slipped slender arms around that alluring waist. She trailed affectionate kisses on the nape of her neck. Korra leaned into the hug and tilted her neck to give more access to the heiress. Eventually they met face to face and engaged in a loving lip-lock. They parted with blossoming fire in the pits of their bellies, fluttering eyelids, and fascinating eye contact. Asami's hands had roamed to Korra's abs to feel her lover under the thin white tank-top she wore.
"They seem nice."
"Hah, as long as they're not staring at you with those wolfish looks."
"I hadn't noticed."
"Really now? You loved the attention."
"No. I want you and you only," Asami whispered hungrily and tightened her grip.
Korra grinned and turned in Asami's pale arms to passionately kiss her girl full on the mouth.