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As soon as the monorail doors open, Korra is grabbing my hand and rushing to be the first ones down the ramp to surpass the crowd. She weaved in and out of the people, making sure to keep a good grip on my hand.
“Asami! Hurry up!! We want to get there first!”
Korra had been so excited when I told her about my business trip to Orlando. That whole night Korra was like a child jumping on the bed, squealing in the highest pitch, and talking Disney nonstop. Ever since that night, I knew she would be tagging along this trip, and we would most definitely be making a pit stop. For the next 4 weeks, we watched nothing but Disney movies. We probably watched every Disney movie known to man. And Korra knew the names of every single character.
“The rides aren’t going anywhere Korra…” As if she heard me.
Without even turning around, Korra continued to weave in and out of the crowd, “but in order to ride every single one, we need to start A. S. A. P.”
Not that I didn’t like Disney… Or theme parks… It’s the crowds. However, nothing is going to ruin my day because seeing Korra, beautiful, excited Korra… Seeing her with this child-like wonder and excitement. Nothing could ruin our day.
“Let’s get a picture in front of the castle! OH, and we must get Mickey ears! I am definitely getting the pride hat.”
“I think I’ll let you be the one with the hat.”
“But you have to Asami! We need to get the full Disney World experience. That includes being obnoxious tourists.”
“So that explains your behavior,” I say with a smirk.
Korra crosses her arms and decides to reveal, the pout. The look she knows I can never say no to. That voluptuous bottom lip that I love to bite so much makes its way over her upper lip. Sad eyes peering up at me with tears about to be her next step.
I cave.
“Fine… But no hats! Maybe just a headband.”
That shit eating grin now occupies her face. She sure got over that fast. “I will accept that.”
Making the trip in the middle of Disney World’s PRIDE celebration was just a happy coincidence. This fact made Korra even happier as the day went on. She made sure to wear her favorite tank top with the saying “Sometimes I’m GAY” in the colors of the bi flag. Accompanied by high waisted jean shorts and her rainbow-colored checkered Vans.
Korra insisted I too show my pride and support for the community, so I opted for a black crop top that says “Love is love” with a pleated rainbow plaid mini skirt and high-top Converse.
Once Korra had her PRIDE Mickey ears that she insisted to get with her name embroidered on the back, she made sure to find me a headband that had a rainbow-colored bow on top. Now, our ensembles were complete.
Seeing how excited Korra was, was all I needed today. I could put up with the heat and the crowd if it means seeing her this happy.
We made our way down Main Street to the photographer to ensure we get what Korra called, “the perfect picture.”
“Alright! You ready? 1… 2… 3…” With her arm around my waist, she gave me the sweetest kiss on the cheek. “Now one more!” With this next picture, she caught me off guard by wrapping her arms around my torso and picking me up looking her directly in those cerulean eyes. Our lips met. “1… 2… 3…” I don’t even know when the picture was done being taken. I was lost in those lips.
My attention to our surroundings was brought back to the forefront when hearing the cheers of those around us erupted. Whistles from people passing by showing their support.
Korra put me back down and smiled at me. All I could do in that moment was blush out of sheer embarrassment for forgetting our very public location at the moment.
“I love you,” she whispered.
I wrapped my arms around her neck and placed my lips on her cheek, “I love you too.”