So you all enjoyed the smut. Seriously, are you guys sure you read the right story? Just kidding! It makes me really happy that you guys liked it, really boosts my confidence in my writing :) So, here's another chapter for you all!
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Asami couldn't tell if it was her sickness, her nerves, or the nonexistent stares of the other students that was making her uncomfortable. She knew (maybe) that they weren't really watching her, but her paranoia said otherwise. It was like she could see them from the corner or her eye, hear them whispering when it was quiet enough.
And it only got worse when Opal finally found her.
The tiny omega skipped up to Asami with a wide grin on her face until she was a few feet away. She stopped short and her smile faded. Asami tried her best to act casual.
"Hey, Ope." she said.
"Why do you smell like Korra?" Opal asked, getting right to the point.
"I'm wearing her jacket." Asami said.
Opal rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I can see that. Why are you wearing her jacket?"
"She gave it to me." Asami said. "As a form of protection."
"There's more to it than just that." Opal narrowed her eyes and grabbed Asami by her wrist, dragging her off.
"Opal-" Asami began.
"Shh!" Opal interrupted.
Opal tugged Asami along to the nearest girl's bathroom and pulled her in. She locked the door behind them and faced Asami, crossing her arms.
"Talk." she said.
"There's nothing to talk about." Asami lied. "Now let me out."
"Not until you tell the truth." Opal said.
"You're being ridiculous."
"And you're lying."
Asami groaned and rolled her eyes. "I don't have time for this." She started for the door, shoving by Opal and reaching for the knob. Opal took her by her shoulder and moved the collar, revealing the mark. Asami bit her lip and looked to the ceiling.
"Nothing to talk about?" Opal said with a raised eyebrow.
"Opal-"
"When?"
"What?"
"When did you and Korra do it?" Opal asked.
Asami's eyes casted to the tiled floor. "Yesterday."
"What the actual fuck, Asami?!" Opal exclaimed. "I thought you said-"
"I know what I said!" Asami snapped as she turned around. Her eyes stung. "We tried! We really tried!"
"Well you didn't try hard enough!" Opal said.
"Why are you even upset?! You're the one that said it was going to happen!" Asami said. "You're the one that kept saying to pick someone! And you and Bolin-"
"I didn't tell you to fuck them, I was joking! And Bolin and I don't have an industry to run!" Opal argued.
"There's still his Probending career!"
"We use protection!"
Asami started to say something else, but her mouth immediately shut and her hand turned into a fist. This stinging in her eyes poured over her cheeks and she choked on a sob. Opal's anger dissipated and she pulled Asami to her, hugging her tight.
"I've never been so scared, Opal." Asami admitted, huffing out a shaky breath. "I... I don't know what to do."
"What did Korra say?" Opal said, rubbing soothing circles around Asami's back.
"She said we'll be fine." Asami said. "She said if I'm not...not pregnant, we can start over the right way."
"And if you are?"
"We'll get through it together."
"Well at least you don't have to worry about the sire of your child running out on you." Opal said.
Asami sniffed and stepped back from Opal, wiping her eye with the heel of her hand. "I guess... But still. Everyone will stare and talk about me behind my back. They might even say it to my face."
"Korra wouldn't let them do that." Opal reassured her. "They'll stop the second she gets to them."
Asami imagined Korra staring down the gossipers, growling, and cracked a smile. "Yeah. You're right."
"Don't forget," Opal added. She looped her arm around Asami's. "you still have me, Bo, and Mako. We're here for you."
"Thank you." Asami said. "That means a lot."
Opal grinned and unlocked the bathroom door. "Come on, we should get to class."
~Later~
Korra stood outside of the cafeteria, her hands shoved in her pockets and her foot tapping rapidly. She was biting her lip as she glanced up both hallways in search of Asami.
Okay, Korra. You can do this. she encouraged herself. You can tell her, for the sake of your possible family. She needs to know what she's gonna end up in, what you've gotten her into.
While it was crucial to her safety that no one knew she was the Avatar, how do you keep that kind of secret from your mate? She didn't want to do that. And, even if it turned out that Asami wasn't pregnant, she'd still like her to know.
How did it come to this in six days?
She smelled her before she saw her and she looked up, seeing Asami come down the hallway accompanied by Opal. She was too engaged in their conversion to notice Korra until she was in front of her. Their talking ceased and Asami and Opal looked at her.
"Hey, Asami." Korra said. "Remember I said I wanted to talk to you?"
"Oh, yeah." Asami said. She looked at Opal. "Do you mind saving my seat at the table?"
"Sure, no problem." Opal said. As she walked by Korra she said jokingly, "Keep it in your pants this time."
Korra blushed darkly and watched Opal walk through the cafeteria's double doors before turning back to Asami. "How does she-"
"She was wondering why I had your jacket and found the, uh, mark." She whispered the last part, blushing a bit.
"Oh, well, um," Korra stuttered. "C-come with me."
She took Asami by her hand and led her away from the cafeteria and down the hallway, around the corner to the nearest stairwell. There were still a few students coming down the stairs, and they waited patiently for them to leave, with Korra looking around the corner to make sure they were out of ear shot.
"Everything alright?" Asami asked when Korra turned to her.
"N-not... I don't know yet..." Korra said. She fiddled with her hands. "I... just need to tell you something. It isn't really easy to say..."
Asami frowned and the curious gaze in her eyes shifted to suspicious betrayal. "What is it?"
"I think..." Korra paused to start again. "You have the right to know that... You and our, um, possible kid, that I-"
She stopped abruptly when Asami took her hand and they locked eyes, Asami giving her a smile. "I won't laugh, if that's what you're worried about."
Korra chuckled nervously. "No, that's not it. It's just... I'm not really supposed to tell anyone this, but...if-if we're gonna be together..."
"Go ahead." Asami said. She gave Korra's hand a squeeze.
Korra nodded and took a deep breath. "Asami, I'm the-"
"Korra!"
Fucking hell. Korra thought.
Kuvira came bounding down the steps, propelling herself over the railing and landing in front of the couple with a grin on her face. "I've been looking everywhere for you, dude."
"I've been here." Korra said between her teeth.
"Hey, Asami." Kuvira said, purposely ignoring Korra's aggravation.
"Hi, Kuvira." Asami said. She gave a tight smile.
"Do you... mind if I borrow Korra from you?" Kuvira said.
"Well, she was just about to-" Asami began.
"Great, thanks." Kuvira said. She grabbed Korra by her forearm and took her away. "See you at lunch!"
When they were a fair distance away, Kuvira dropped Korra's arm and faced her. Korra growled
"Kuvira, what are you- Ow!" Korra's sentence was interrupted by a harsh slap to the head.
"The fuck do you think you're doing?!" Kuvira hissed angrily.
"I was talking to Asami!" Korra said.
"You were about to tell her you are the" Kuvira made a gesture to Korra. "y'know!"
"Yeah, so?" Korra said.
"So?!" Kuvira echoed. "Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Tenzin told you not to tell anyone!"
"You don't understand, Kuv." Korra said. "Asami needs to know."
"Just because you fucked her?" Kuvira said.
Korra frowned. "How did you know that?"
"Her scent was all over you when you came home." Kuvira said. "I had to cover for your ass by saying she was your wrestling partner after school."
"Whatever." Korra said. "If Asami's pregnant, then I need to tell her."
The two alphas stood there, staring each other down. When Kuvira realized that Korra wasn't going to back down, she huffed and looked away.
"This whole thing is gonna go up in flames right in front of your face." she said.
"Good thing I know how to heal." Korra said and stalked away.
Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, Asami took her seat next to Opal and sighed.
"Where are the boys?" she asked, noticing the absence of the two brothers.
"They'll be here, probably got held up by the gym teacher." Opal said. "What happened with Korra?"
"Nothing. We were interrupted." Asami said. When Opal raised an eyebrow, she rolled her eyes. "Not like that. She was trying to tell me something and Kuvira showed up."
Opal scoffed. "Talk about perfect timing."
"I know, right?" Asami said.
"Any idea of what she wants to tell you?" Opal said.
"Who knows?" Asami said with a shrug.
~Even later~
Asami was in the bathroom of her house, leaning against the sink, her hand over her mouth as she stared at the stick in her hand. In a few seconds, she would know. Her heart raced in her chest and there were flurries of butterflies in her stomach.
It's okay.
No, it's not.
What if she was? What would she tell her mom then? She could only hide it for so long. Her hand drifted to the bruise on her neck and she bit her lip. She couldn't help the image of a little version of them dance around her thoughts and behind her eyelids. A little boy with Korra's skin tone and Asami's green eyes. Korra's smile and Asami's hair color...
Stop it. You're not ready for this.
But she couldn't help it. Then again, could anyone? Even if they didn't want to have kids, it was near impossible not to imagine what they would look like.
But they were gonna start over. They were going to get a fair second shot. And, when they were ready, their little boy would come to life.
When we're ready.
The stick in her hand beeped and she opened her eyes.
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Go ahead, say you hate me. I still love you! I tried my best to stretch this chapter out to over 2,000 words but I just couldn't do it. So I'll make up for it with a cliffhanger!
AND! If you missed my previous author's note rant, I encourage you to look up Ariana Grande's song 'Too Close' and share in my frustration about how I didn't remember the song sooner and how perfect it is for this story.
Thanks for reading!