And why again did I decide to make a fondant cake? x.x Damn, been busy all afternoon and just quit 30 minutes ago. But still need to finish it (just the last few things though!)
I’m physically exhausted and if anyone says it looks bad, seriously there will be heads rolling >___< Freaking pain…
I’ve been kinda wanting to write some fluff up, so your request for some korrasami came at a good time. (note this is my first attempt at writing these two) Hope you like it!
Set after book 2 ends, but they’re already a couple.
“Korra,” Asami started, “why are you still up? You’ve been at this all day!” She looked down at the Avatar from the office doorway in the Sato mansion where they were staying; Korra sat at the big desk and was leaning over several stacks of paper.
“You know that this is due at the World Leaders’ Summit tomorrow. I can’t let the summit end without some framework in place to protect the Spirit World. Now that it’s open I have to do everything I can to keep both spirits and humans safe, but I can’t be every where at once.” Korra let out an exasperated sigh and leaned back in her chair. She pushed the heels of her hands into her eyes. Asami walked towards her and sat on the edge of the desk next to Korra’s chair.
“Yes, I know, and this is supposed to help alleviate some of your stress. But right now, it looks likes its doing you more harm than good.”
“I just – ugh – I just keep looking at these words and they barely make sense. There is so much legal jargon that makes it so unnecessarily complicated. I’m not any good at this, Asami!” Korra’s hands dropped to the desk with a thud and she leaned forward in defeat. Asami frowned and reached over to place a hand on Korra’s back, rubbing small circles in between her shoulder blades.
“It’s just new to you Korra, just like airbending used to be. You’ll come to understand it with time, but trying to force it won’t do you any good. C’mon, let’s sleep on it and we can go over it in the morning, together.” Korra just shook her head and shrugged away from Asami’s touch.
“I can’t, I want to have this first draft completed before I sleep.”
“Why are you making that an ultimatum? Why are you pushing this so much?”
“Because I can’t make a fool of myself again!” Korra turned to face Asami, they’re eyes met but only briefly. Korra dropped her head to look at the papers. “Every time I try to do something in the name of the Avatar – something public – I mess up. I don’t want to be a joke. I want these people to take me seriously, not fear me because of what I am.”
“Oh Korra,” Asami said with sympathy as she pulled Korra into a sideways hug. “They’ll take you seriously because everyone can see how hard you’re trying. They can’t expect you to know how legislation and government policies work when you’re still so new at this. You’re not a joke, sweetie.”
Korra stayed quiet, so Asami stood and walked behind her. Placing her hands on either of Korra’s shoulders, Asami began to massage the Avatar’s tense muscles. Moving from shoulders, to lower neck, and back out, she quietly broke up the knots she could feel. She waited until she though Korra had become more relaxed and made a decision.
“So, what do you say?” she asked. “Let’s go sleep on it. You can tackle this all tomorrow, with help from those who know more – we can go meet with Tenzin before the summit.”
Korra sighed before she spoke, “Yea, okay. You’re right, I’m not going to figure this out when I’m exhausted. Thanks ‘Sami.”
Asami kissed the top of Korra’s head. “No problem.”
With that, they left the study hand-in-hand, resolved to take on tomorrow together.