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Korra's POV

After Asami's father practically crashed her celebration, she wasn't the same. She was pensive, keeping to herself afterwards and I had decided to leave, asking her if she wanted to meet up for lunch the next day. My best friend agreed, giving me a small smile as I hugged her once again, wishing her a happy birthday. Mako and I shared a worried look but I silently assured him she would be alright.

Ollie took me home and I went to my room, unsurprisingly finding that Jason was there. I smiled at this before changing into more comfortable clothes and lying down next to him. He snuggled closer to me and I placed an arm over him as I did every night. It was our little routine and I loved it.

The next day I told my mom and dad about going out with Asami but they said they would be busy that afternoon and wouldn't be able to care for Jason. I sighed but nodded my head and decided to take him with me. Not like it was a problem or anything. I made reservations at Kuang's before dressing up the little Firebender and heading over. She was already there when I arrived.

"Sorry," I apologized as I put Jason down in the seat. "My parents couldn't take care of him. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not, Korra," she replied with a smile before shifting her attention to the boy. "Hey there, Jason."

"Happy Birthday Asami," Jason greeted before scooting over to give her a hug. "I drew you a picture," he added, showing her the piece of paper he had been holding.

"Thank you," my best friend replied with a smile. "So what is this about?"

"I wanted to make sure your birthday was celebrated properly," I replied, sitting down next to them. "It was a little…tense last night."

"Leave it to my dad to ruin everyone's mood," Asami muttered before ordering.

"He did come by," I pointed out, ordering a drink and food for Jason. "It seemed like he was trying to act a little…dad-like."

My best friend scoffed at that, shaking her head. "Dad-like?" she repeated. "That actually describes him perfectly."

The waiter gave the little Firebender a few crayons and a sheet of paper for him to color. I thanked him and shifted my attention back to the raven haired girl, who seemed pensive like the night before.

"I know the two of you had never been close," I began. "But it couldn't have been easy for him after your mom was killed."

"I think he forgot there was another person in that boat," Asami replied bitterly.

"I'm not defending him, Asami," I clarified. She shook her head at this, taking a sip of her drink. I sighed before continuing. "With everything I've…been through, people that I've lost, I know how hard it can be."

"I didn't know you when my mom died," she began, her voice barely above a whisper. "But after her funeral, he left for about two years." I didn't say anything to this, just patiently waited. "And when he did come back…he was so cold. He barely spoke. It wasn't till I met you, Mako and Bolin that I started to socialize again."

"Asami..."

"From the outside, it always looked like I had a father," my best friend said, cutting me off. "He paid my bills, he lived in the house, he bailed me out but he forgot something very important: to be there for me."

"I didn't know," I whispered, putting a hand over hers. "But you have to understand this; at the end of the day, your dad is…your dad."

Asami gave me a small smile turning to look at me. "I meant what I said last night," she said. "I'm really glad that you're back." And I could see in her eyes that she meant it. For a moment I believed we had gone back five years.

I returned the smile and gestured to the food that was being brought to us. Jason folded the picture that he drew as I placed a napkin on his shirt so he wouldn't dirty himself. Asami and I talked to pass the time and she seemed to be genuinely happy to be having lunch. She even talked to the little Firebender a little. We were starting a new conversation when I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey Korra," the too familiar billionaire greeted, taking a seat next to us. "Asami."

"Are you stalking me, Ollie?" I asked.

He chuckled at that while shaking his head before shifting his attention to the boy sitting next to me. Ollie raised a brow before looking at me, a questioning look on his face.

"Who's the little tyke?" he asked as he took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"Ollie, this is Jason," I said, gesturing to the boy. "He's my son."

I don't think he saw that one coming. He choked on his drink, wiping his face with a napkin before looking at me and the boy and then at Asami. I could see he was trying to put two and two together. Asami laughed at this, shaking her head.

"What Korra means is that she adopted him," she clarified. I inwardly sighed. She just couldn't let me have my fun. "But I thought you were a kid person, Oliver," my best friend added teasingly.

"Well I guess I just didn't see it coming," he replied, still sounding surprised. "I mean, you didn't think you ever wanted kids, Korra. Ever."

"People change," I reminded him, picking the boy up and placing him on my lap. "Jason this is Ollie," I told him. "He's an old friend of mine."

"Hey there, kid," Ollie greeted, making a move to mess up his hair.

I grabbed Ollie's hand, shaking my head. I hated when people messed up his hair. Jason scrunched up his nose in distaste and moved away. Apparently the little Firebender didn't like the billionaire

"You know, I can take you to the park after this," he continued, trying to get on Jason's good side. "We can play soccer or something.

The boy shook his head and I laughed. "He doesn't really warm up to new people that easily," I explained. Ollie nodded. "So, to what do I owe the interruption?"

"Sorry," he apologized. "I was just checking on my restaurant and I had an idea."

I raised a brow. "Whatever it is, no."

"Oh come on, Korra!" Ollie cried. "At least hear me out!"

"I'm in the middle of lunch, celebrating my best friend's birthday," I said.

"I don't mind," Asami answered, taking another sip of her drink.

I sent her a small glare, making her smirk. She was enjoying this way too much. "Okay, what is it?" I asked, my voice monotone. "What is so important you are interrupting my lunch?"

"I want to open a night club, and I want you to manage it while I'm away," Ollie said with a smile.

"You're joking, right?" I asked.

"Nope, not at all," he said, standing up. "I'll meet up with you later and give you the details. Enjoy your lunch and it's on the house," Ollie added before walking away.

I took in a deep breath, controlling the urge to Airbend him into the wall. Jason slipped off my lap and continued eating his food. I apologized to Asami, but she assured me it was fine. What she found amusing, however; was that my son didn't like his 'future dad'. I rolled my eyes at that.

Over my dead body.