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The little black haired girl stared down at the white little dog- or polar bear dog- whatever the avatar called her. The said tan girl suddenly tackled her into the snow, and little asami squealed.
“Hey, watch it!” asami huffed, wiping snow from her warming clothes. Little korra laughed, moving on top of asami. “This is a new coat.”
Puppy Naga barked beside her best friend and turned to sit beside asami. She licked up the side of asami’s face, and the little black haired girl grumbled and wiped her cheek with her sleeve.
“Your so sweet to naga. She loves you!” Korra spoke loudly.
“Im glad.” Asami mumbled, fixing her coat as she pushed off korra. The crazy one rolled into the snow and snuggled into it, embracing the cold as much as asami was trying to embrace the warmth of her light red coat.
“What are you doing?” Asami questioned, looking to naga but speaking to korra. Naga moved and settled beside the taller child, laying down her head on the girls lap.
“Im laying in the snow.” Korra answered. “Its so comfortable!” Asami moved and crawled beside her friend, ignoring the numbness in her fingers despite her gloves.
The girl laid beside the tan kid, shuffling onto her side and holding her hand up with her head as she looked at the latter kid.
From her small gap in her two front teeth to the warm-looking boots she was wearing, asami’s eyes didn't miss anything.
Korra looked…weird. Why was she so tan? Why were her teeth so white and a little gap in between the middle of her top row? Why was she so short? Why were her eyes blue, and why were her pupils always so big when she looked at her?
Why was she so weird?
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Korra looked at asami again, noting how the other girls eyes were also on mako. the pale, tall, dark-haired woman was stunning to everyones eye, except korra’s.
I mean, she was still gorgeous- dont get her wrong- but korra was more mad that she couldnt really compete with the dictionary definition of beauty and perfection.
She was more muscular, she had an attitude and a sour streak, she had a darker, tan complexion, and a piercing blue gaze that probably scared of mako half the time.
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Korra looked away, a blush slowly creeping onto her face. Asami was beautiful.
She just couldnt see why asami was so much more likeable and attractive than her. Maybe it was the height difference?
She didnt know, but she was snapped out of her thoughts when she saw asami sato walking away with mako. With Their arms intertwined and there steps matching, they were heading towards the door.
All korra could see instead of mako and asami sato was a perfect couple straight from the cover of a vogue, matching set magazine.
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Korra was…gorgeous to say the least. Asami adjusted herself and wrapped her arms around her legs, hugging them to her chest.
The avatar was meditating, and asami could faintly smell the omega scent coming from her as she let out a sigh in her calm state.
The alpha’s nose twitched and she perked up a little when Korra's hand stuttered. She was very protective of the girl, especially after her commands from everyone were to protect the avatar while she was vulnerable and meditating. And nobody had picked a better person for the job.
Asami scooted a bit closer to the latter woman, and watched her quietly. Every breath that moved her chest slightly and every sigh she made to maintain the relaxed look.
Korra was gorgeous.
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Asami was the most beautiful thing korra had ever seen. The black haired woman sat beside her on the long star case, staring st her with this…glint in her eye.
The omega couldnt tell what she was staring st her for, but all the girl could think of was how beautiful she was, and how much she *loved* her.
“I mean…i’ve always wanted to see what the spirit world was like.” Asami looked out into the view.
“Its a date then.” Korea said quickly, almost too quickly. But she spurred on, determined to make this work in her favor for once. “You and me in the spirit world for a quick vaca. No interruptions, and no tenzins.”