Admiration from afar
Even with these new developments, she was still nervous and looked on from afar
The water cascading down my body was so relaxing, it reminded me of Korra. I sttepped out and used a towel to dry my hair and body as I dripped water from every curve; I kind of wish Korra could see me right now, she'd blush so hard.
As I finished off drying myself I went into my bedroom to get dressed for the rest of the day, at least till this evening. I was looking forward to this evening. I noticed out the window, in the garden, my girlfriend (I was really looking forward to saying that a lot) was practising her airbending, Tenzin had made her promise to practise apparently. I was almost paralysed as I watched her graceful movements.
I chuckled at the situation, even though I was now in a real relationship with Korra, I was still watching, admiring, her from afar. There were so many things I still wanted to tell her, but I couldn't, not yet. I needed to help Korra get over these issues she had about herself and I still terrified of scaring her off; I'd stopped breathing at my 'honey' remark.
I loved her so much, hearing her say all those terrible things about herself hurt. I needed to take things slow and not mess this up.
I also needed to lighten up. I laughed at how ridicules I was being, getting all depressed, so what if I had to take things slow.
I had to focus on the important thing, that I had a chance now; now I had hope.
It seemed that Korra had finished her airbending katas and had moved on to waterbending. I bit my lip at the thought of my darling Korra, soaking wet clothes, clinging to everything... I knew she was more than skilled enough at waterbending to prevent that, but I could still imagine. I could also surprise her at just the right time to get dropping her bending water and get her soaked...
And here I had thought that a reflecting pool would've been useless on the estate.
AN: Sorry for the short chapter, just wanted to get Asami's thoughts across without rehashing he the whole last chapter.
