Summary: Korra and Asami find comfort in each other as they sort through their grief.
Asami stirred from her sleep a few hours later, feeling disoriented as she sat up. She couldn't remember if she had been dreaming before realizing that Korra still hadn’t come to bed.
Sighing, Asami got up, grabbing her house coat and a gas lantern before leaving the room to look for her girlfriend. Asami was usually good about letting the young Avatar come to her when she was ready, but it was the middle of the night. Korra should have been in bed. She needed as much rest as she could get, especially now during this great period of reconstruction.
The hum of the city had died down and the clouds, still heavy with precipitation, created an almost deafening silence as Asami made her way throughout the dimly lit corridors of Air Temple Island.
‘I hope Korra is okay.’ Asami thought to herself as she wrapped her robe around her body tightly.
After a few minutes of wandering around Air Temple Island, she finally found her girlfriend sitting on the railing of a gazebo in the distance. Asami paused for a moment, wondering if she should disturb her peace before deciding Korra would forgive her if she did and made her way over.
“Korra, Sweetie,” Asami said gently as she approached her girlfriend. “Why are you still awake?”
Korra didn’t acknowledge Asami’s presence at first. She seemed distracted as she stared out at the light emanating from the Spirit Portal.
“I guess I couldn’t sleep.” Korra said finally.
“Korra-” Asami started
“No, I mean, nothing is wrong!” Korra exclaimed. “The whole world seems quiet for the first time in Spirits knows how long!”
This normally would have been something to celebrate. It was something Asami certainly welcomed with open arms, but the non-bender understood that the Avatar was feeling anxious. Asami grimaced and walked next to Korra and grabbed her hand.
“Ever since we got back from kicking Guan’s butt in the Earth Kingdom there’s been no conflict.” Korra continued warily. “I haven’t even heard anything about the Creeping Crystals or the Triple Threats in the city. It just feels weird.”
Asami looked at her girlfriend. She tried to make eye contact with Korra, but even as the Avatar looked in the direction of her love, Asami noticed that she wasn’t there. She still looked so tired.
“Oh, Sweetie.” Asami said gently as she squeezed Korra’s hand. That seemed to ground the Avatar as she sighed and looked back out towards the city.
“I know this isn’t a bad thing, I just…” Korra trailed off for a second as she tried to collect her thoughts. “I don’t know. I guess it just feels too good to be true and I don’t trust it.”
“I know what you mean,” Asami said, sympathizing. “You haven’t had a break since we came back from the Spirit World.”
Korra pulled back from Asami, blushing. “Heh, I guess that means you haven’t either, huh?”
“I guess that’s true,” Asami mused as she leaned on the banister Korra was sitting on. She gazed up at the sky, the thick clouds beginning to dissipate. It was a full moon tonight. “But I’m not the Avatar. I only have to deal with one world leader and you’re still dealing with the very palpable reality of being hurt by seriously evil enemies. It makes sense to me why you feel this way.”
The Avatar sighed and leaned her head back against the pillar of the gazebo. “I just wish I could enjoy the down time, you know?”
Asami stood up and moved closer to Korra until there was hardly any space between them. She gazed at the Avatar.
“Don’t beat yourself up, sweetheart,” Asami spoke softly and brought her hand up to the Southern Water Tribe woman’s face. Asami used her thumb to brush a few loose strands of dark brown hair away. Korra nuzzled into her partner’s slender hand. “Other people have done that enough.”
Asami closed the remaining space between them and pressed her lips softly against Korra’s own. The kiss was chaste and reassuring.
When they broke apart, Asami pressed her forehead onto Korra’s and held her close, her hand still resting on her girlfriend’s cheek. She inhaled deeply.
Asami hated seeing Korra so distraught. She knew she couldn’t do much except reassure the Avatar, but given her own personal grief spiral earlier in the night, she felt even less equipped to handle that.
Korra noticed that her girlfriend was lost in her own thoughts. She gave the dark-haired woman a half hearted smile.
“Hey,” she said before gently tipping Asami’s chin up so they were looking directly at each other. “I love you.” Korra said, as if nothing else mattered in that moment.
“I love you.” Asami said back.
This time Korra closed the gap between them with another lingering kiss. Neither of them wanted to stop. Both Korra and Asami wanted the world to just melt away so that only they remained. Suddenly the light of the full moon beamed down brightly. Korra gave a muffled giggle as she excitedly deepened the kiss.
“What is it?” Asami said curiously. Korra noticed how much Asami’s jade eyes glistened in the light and gave her a crooked smile. She couldn't believe that the beautiful woman standing before her was in love with her.
“Did I ever tell you that I’m related to the moon?”
Okay. I've been really excited about writing this, but I am also kinda winging it. I am trying to make sure my narration doesn't sound too choppy, but not writing for 10 years is...a long time, lol. I had to read this out loud several times to make sure it sounded okay, but anyway here's chapter 2. Enjoy!
PS. Can someone draw fanart of the last scene in this chapter PLEEEASSE?
