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Korra sat silently as the laptop on her lap played a movie she hadn’t been paying attention to. Instead her attention was on Asami. Asami had arranged the pillows on her bed to prop Korra up and set up Netflix. But once she’d done that, she went to her desk to work on her project for engineering. She’d been working on some type of diagram for the past two hours, but Korra was pretty sure Asami had no clue how much time had passed, especially since she had said that she’d watch the movie with her as soon as she was done.
Korra watched as Asami’s hand that wasn’t holding the pencil stroked Naga’s head absentmindedly. Naga had been sitting next to Asami since the moment they had arrived to her dorm room. Korra didn’t mind though. It was cute seeing Naga with Asami.
Korra stayed silent until the ending credits began to roll. She knew that Asami needed to get her work done and didn’t want to interrupt her without a good reason, but now that the movie was over, she didn’t have anything to do.
“Asami,” Korra spoke up.
Asami didn’t react though, completely hyperfocused on her work.
“Asami!”
Asami’s head jerked up and she turned to look at Korra over her shoulder.
“Hmm?” she hummed.
“The movie’s over.”
“What? It’s over?” As she spoke she stood up and started to make her way to her bed that Korra was sitting on.
“Yeah. You kinda missed it.”
“Oh.” Asami closed her laptop and put it onto the night stand. “Was it good?” she asked as she settled on the edge of the bed to Korra’s side.
“Okay, I guess.”
“Sorry that I didn’t watch it with you. I lose track of time when I’m working sometimes.”
“It’s okay.”
Asami smiled softly at Korra and moved forward, pecking her on the cheek. She then leaned in towards Korra’s ear. “Anyway I can make it up to you?”
Korra felt her cheeks warm up. “Hmmm. Let me think,” Korra hummed in a surprisingly steady voice.
Asami pulled away, one of her eyebrows raised waiting for Korra’s answer.
“What would make me feel better?” Korra asked herself. “Oh I know! That chocolate over there.” Korra nodded her head over to Asami’s desk.
“I was thinking of kisses, but fine.” Asami slid off her bed and grabbed the candy bar that she had gotten earlier that week from people trying to promote their club in one of the academic buildings.
“I can’t have both?”
Asami laughed as she opened the candybar and took a bite of it.
“Hey, you’re supposed to be giving it to me!” Korra joked.
“Oh… I am,” Asami mumbled slightly as she crawled back onto her bed and settled atop Korra, straddling her. She placed a hand under Korra’s chin and tilted her head up as she leaned down until their lips met.
Korra could taste the faint trace of chocolate on Asami’s lips, but it wasn’t until she parted her lips and Asami’s tongue slid into her mouth did she get the full, bitter taste of chocolate. Korra hummed at the feeling of kissing Asami so deeply and the taste of the dark chocolate.
Asami ended the kiss all too soon though. “Did that make things a little better?” Asami asked, her eyes still focused on Korra’s lips.
“A little. I wouldn’t mind some more chocolate though.”
Asami laughed as she held the chocolate bar up to Korra’s lips. Korra then proceeded to take a substantial chunk out of the bar.
“Mmmm, dark chocolate’s my favorite.”
“I like milk chocolate,” Asami responded. “Dark chocolate can be too bitter at times.”
“Eh, that’s what makes it good.”
“You must hate white chocolate then.”
“Yeah, I’m not a fan.”
“I like it, but only in small amounts.” Asami held the bar back up to Korra’s mouth.
“I’m all set now, but thanks.”
“Okay.” Korra watched as Asami wrapped the chocolate bar back up and tossed it across her room to land on the surface of her desk. “Can I ask you something?”
Korra nodded. Asami could ask her anything if she wanted to.
“So we’ve gone on a couple dates now and have hung out a lot, but we never, um….” Asami cleared her throat and then continued. “We haven’t really said that we’re more than just dating… and I kind of was wondering if I could… call you my girlfriend? Like my dad has been asking about you and I wasn’t even sure what to call you since we haven’t talked about this. And Mako keeps teasing me saying that it’s not official and we’re just casually dating, but it feels like more. And-”
“I’d like that,” Korra said to stop Asami’s nervous rambling. “Tell your dad I’m your girlfriend and tell Mako to fuck off.”
Asami giggled as she threw her arms around Korra’s shoulders and hugged her. She buried her face into the crook of Korra’s neck and let out a relieved sigh.
“How long had you been wanting to talk about this?”
“A couple weeks,” Asami admitted softly.
“You want to know the truth? I kind of just assumed we were girlfriends already,” Korra chuckled. “I mean you’ve met my parents a handful of times now and we spend so much time together there’s no way it was just a casual thing.”
“It’s not my fault Mako planted the little seed of doubt.”
Korra felt Asami’s nose nuzzle into her neck, tickling her slightly.
“Are you almost done with your work?”
Asami nodded against Korra’s neck. “Almost.”
“Well how about you finish it up and then we can figure out something to do.”
“Or we can just stay like this. I don’t really want to go back to it."
“When’s it due?”
“I have all week.”
“Well then you should definitely take a break,” Korra chuckled.
“Yeah.” Asami kissed Korra’s neck gently. “We.” With each kiss she traveled further up Korra’s neck and to her lips, lingering just out of reach. “Should,” she whispered before closing the gap.