Since the last chapter took so long, I wanted to update the next one as soon as possible. :) Enjoy, review if you like it please.
Sounds of birds melodically confessing their love dragged Asami out of her deep slumber. She slowly opened one eye to test if she really wanted to open both. A piercing arrow of light sliced through her brain immediately and left an agonizing aftershock in its wake. Quickly, she shut her eye again and squeezed her eyelids tight together. She groaned loudly and pulled her comforter over her head. Her head was pounding, she was always such a lightweight.
All of a sudden last night's blurred memories hit her head on like a train at full speed. Kisses, touches, aggressiveness, rejection. Her hand was brought up to cradle her pounding head. When the memories hit her, they had almost a physical force behind them. She felt tears stinging the back of her eyelids as she swallowed the huge lump of regret in her throat. How could she let herself get so out of control? Korra would hate her for sure now. She would realize how she felt for her and be disgusted by it. Asami groaned louder and turned over in bed, her head felt like it was being slammed against her skull when she moved.
Downstairs, Korra was lying awake on the surprisingly comfortable couch and staring up at the ceiling with her hands tucked behind her head. She sighed, thinking about the events of last night. Asami probably wouldn't remember and even if she did, why would she care? It was a normal thing for girls to kiss other girls when they're drunk after all. She probably does that kind of stuff all the time. For some reason, that thought made her skin crawl. She gave another deep sigh as the throb in her nether regions reminded her just how much last night had affected her. She had never felt so simultaneously satisfied and unsatisfied at the same time. The feeling of guilt that she had allowed last night to happen was just the cherry on top of her misery sundae.
Korra made up her mind suddenly and swung her feet over the side of the couch. She was going to attempt to make some sort of breakfast for the other girl when she came to. Maybe eggs or pancakes, those were simple enough that she probably wouldn't mess them up. Korra was not especially skilled at cooking. Well, at least for Asami she could try, to make up for the way she took advantage of her last night. She winced at the thought as she trudged over to the kitchen. Even if Asami forgave her, she wasn't sure that she could ever forgive herself.
Asami finally managed the courage to sit up and try to get out of bed. She felt a bit of disgust for herself at the fact she was too drunk to even take off her heels before passing out. She bent over, her brain seeming to crash into her skull like an intense wave upon a shore. Her brain was swimming with pain and she closed her eyes tightly as she undid the straps to her heels and took them off with a sigh of relief. She slowly stood up afterwards, as not to further disturb her sensitive brain.
She walked carefully over to the bathroom, and turned on the light, while avoiding looking in the mirror. Her make-up was smeared all over her face and she knew it. She leaned over the sink, turned on the cold water, started splashing her face with it and washing her make-up off. Afterwards, she took the flower pin that was tangled in her hair out, then quickly reached for a towel and dried her face. She opened her medicine cabinet to look for some sort of refuge from the pain, but found she was all out of aspirin. She groaned in frustration, but then remembered she might have some in the cabinet in the kitchen. She vaguely remembered putting them away with the rest of the groceries, having been too lazy to bring the bottle upstairs. She took a quick glance at herself in the mirror to make sure she had gotten all the make-up off and then started walking down the hall towards downstairs.
As she walked downstairs, the sweet scent of food wafted to her and she suddenly realized how hungry she was. Neither of the girls had eaten dinner last night. She took the stairs one step at a time and tried to be quiet so Korra didn't notice her yet. As she was nearing the bottom of the stairs, she could see her from behind in the kitchen. She gasped as she noticed the state of the kitchen; it was an absolute mess. There was flour everywhere, batter stuck to the cabinets, various pots and pans strewn about, and yet in the middle of the disaster was Korra. She shone as bright as ever, she looked like a beautiful sun shining through the eye of a storm. A smile small spread across Asami's face as she watched Korra bounce frantically about the kitchen. She saw her in slow motion, her short hair, which had bits of batter in it, was bouncing about her shoulders. Her hands, which were moving rapidly in a panic, were moving slowly in Asami's mind and her muscles in her arms flexed deliciously with each movement.
Last night opened her eyes to her desire for Korra and how prominent it really was. She was embarrassed about her actions last night and didn't know what kind of excuse she was going to give for the way she acted. Once she entered the kitchen, unnoticed, she leaned back against the opposite counter from the stove that was beside the sink. Korra continued her actions, cursing a bit here and there when she messed something up or spilled something.
Once finished, Korra breathed out a sigh of relief. She wiped her forehead with the back of her messy hand, then grabbed the two plates, one of fried eggs and one of oddly shaped pancakes, and turned around. When she saw Asami leaning against the countertop, still wearing the clothes from last night, her heart jumped out of her chest in fright. The plates flew from her hands. However, her reflexes were honed from her training and frequent battles. She quickly airbended a gust of wind to appear under the plates, popped them back in the air, and caught them without skipping a beat. Asami's small smile broke into a big grin and she clapped enthusiastically. Korra gave a big lopsided grin, showing off her pearly whites, then bent down in an exaggerated bow. Asami laughed at the gesture and pushed herself off the counter. She quickly walked over to Korra and grabbed the plate of eggs from her to set it down on the granite surface of the island in the kitchen. The Avatar followed her and put the plate down next to the plate of eggs. After she put it down, she scratched at the back of her head sheepishly.
"Sorry about your kitchen, I promise I'll clean it up later." Asami shook her in disagreement. Then she sat down on one of the three barstools seated at the island. Korra followed suit.
"No, you won't. After all, you made this amazing meal, the least I could do is clean up."
"No way! I made a huge mess. It looks like I let Naga run free in here. I definitely need to clean up after myself." Asami chuckled.
"Well, at least let me help you."
Korra nodded. That, she could deal with. She turned to eat, then realized she forgot to get them plates to eat off of and utensils.
"Oh I forgot-" Asami raised her hand to stop her from continuing her sentence.
"I got it." She pushed her barstool back from the island to get up. However, she rose to her feet a little too fast, and her hand went to her head as a wave of dizziness overtook her. Immediately Korra's hands went to her upper back and stomach in an attempt to steady her.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, just drank a bit too much last night." Asami punctuated her sentence with a short laugh. At that response, Korra quickly removed her hands away from her with a blush on her face. Shame washed over her features.
"Oh okay, sorry."
Asami took note of the way Korra jerked her hands away at the mention of last night and winced internally. She took one glance at Korra and could practically see the regret written on her face. Sadness washed over her when she realized that Korra regretted what happened between them. Asami quickly turned away in order to get her emotions under control and forced the lump back down her throat. She walked over to her cabinets and grabbed some Aspirin from one of them. She then grabbed two glasses and plates from the upper part of a different cabinet.
Korra turned around to look at Asami at the same time she was reaching for dishes. Asami stood slightly on her tiptoes and it happened to make her glutes flex in her black skinny jeans. The view caught her by surprise and held her in a trance for a few seconds. She hadn't realized she was staring until Asami turned around. She quickly turned back around to stare down at the plates of food, like a kid who had just been caught cheating. A bright red blush spread across her face. She was pathetic, drooling over Asami like an adolescent boy. The morning after she let things get too far with her while she was drunk. She mentally smacked herself for being so pitiful. When Asami set the plate and glass of milk in front of her, it snapped her out of her self-depreciating trance. Asami then sat down on the other barstool with a glass of water in front of her. She quickly popped the top off of the bottle of aspirin, poured two into her hand, and then put the top back on. Then, she popped the two into her mouth and washed it down with a swig of water. Korra watched her out of the corner of her eye, feeling partly at fault that she was feeling so under the weather. Once she saw Asami start eating, she did the same and worked on devouring entirely too many pancakes.
They ate in silence, both working on their food with too much gusto to talk. When they were finished, there was barely a complete egg or pancake left on the serving plates. Both of them felt much better after filling up, Asami especially now that the Aspirin had now kicked in. Korra scanned around at the mess she made of the kitchen and quickly jumped up, grabbing their dirty dishes simultaneously, and put them in the sink. She turned on the faucet to start washing the dishes immediately, still feeling guilty about the mess she made.
"No fair, Korra! Don't start without me!" Asami jumped up from her seat, rushed behind Korra, and ripped the sponge that she had picked up from her hands.
"Hey! Give it back!" Asami flipped herself over and pressed herself back against the other part of the sink that was next to the one Korra was in front of. She then stretched her arms all the way up and backwards some, using her height to keep the sponge just out of reach of Korra. The Avatar wasted no time in surrounding Asami and pressing against her to try to reach the sponge from her hand. Korra had one hand on the left side of Asami on the sink, the other was reaching for the sponge that was in the taller girl's hand. Both she and Asami were laughing uncontrollably.
"No- Stop- You can't have it!" Asami breathed out between giggles. Korra was keeping her eyes on the prize and continuously jumping up to try to reach it.
"C'mon Asami! You can't use your height against me, it's not fair!" Korra protested, still laughing.
Korra's blue eyes shifted from the sponge down to the girl who was trapped between her and the sink. Suddenly, the intimacy of the situation hit her all at once. Korra was instantly made aware of every body part of theirs that was pressing against the other; their hips, their chests, their thighs. Those body parts then began to spread tingles like wildfire across her entire body. Korra's laughter died down and trailed off and she was left staring at Asami's beautiful face with the ghost of a smile on her face. She suddenly noticed that the other girl wasn't wearing her make-up like usual and yet somehow, she looked even more gorgeous. Her lips were seductively red and delicious looking, her eyelashes were naturally long, and her face seemed to glow more than usual. She wondered why she wore make-up at all.
Confused about why Korra had stopped laughing, she looked at her face and was hit with a bit of shock when her green eyes locked directly with the sparkling blue ones. The smile also fell off of her face when she was drawn in by Korra's eyes. Her eyes flickered from the blue pools of desire to the plump lips. She subconsciously ran her tongue across her lips. Korra's blue eyes followed every movement of her tongue with yearning apparent in her eyes. The Avatar suddenly forgot all about her hand that was still hanging in the air, and let it rest on Asami's forearm which had also been in the air holding the sponge. Korra's fingers gently wrapped around the arm as the distance between the two girls became smaller and smaller. Everything was drowned out except the distant sound of the rushing water behind them in the sink. Asami's green eyes glistened with desire as they locked onto the bright blue ones. She watched them get even closer with bated breath.
Korra leaned more into Asami's body to close the distance between them without much thought behind the action. It was as if the green forest hidden in Asami's eyes had a lasso around her body that was pulling her closer with a tangible force. All of a sudden, Korra's hand slipped right off of Asami's arm. It abruptly hit the button on the hose of the sink and it sprayed water directly in her face right before she lost her balance and fell with her face into Asami's shoulder. The sudden change of events snapped Asami out of her daze and she burst out laughing, holding Korra up as the shorter girl attempted to get her balance back. Korra raised her head slowly, her hair stuck to her wet face, and glared at Asami. The taller girl placed her hand over her mouth to try to stifle her laughter as she watched the water drip off the glaring face. Korra couldn't keep a straight face, however, and broke out into laughter as well. Although, the Avatar had no plans to take this laying down. She quickly reached behind Asami, grabbed the hose, and sprayed Asami with it. The other girl hadn't been expecting this, and gasped in surprise before shielding herself with her hands and laughing.
"Ah, I'm sorry I didn't mean," she stopped to laugh and defend off a particularly direct attack of water then continued. "I didn't mean to laugh!"
She ran from Korra until she was a safe distance from the hose then sat down on the ground, exhausted from the laughter and running since she wasn't at her best due to the hangover. Korra pouted when she realized Asami was out of the water's reach and then slid down the cabinet to the ground, she pushed her wet hair out of her face, her laughter dying down. Once they both stopped laughing, they both just looked at each other with huge smiles on their faces. Asami looked at the kitchen, which was still in a state of chaos from earlier, but now had puddles of water all over the floor. She laughed while shaking her head.
"Should we actually try to clean the kitchen now?"
Thanks for reading! :) I appreciate you guys, especially the frequent readers!