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She sucked at math. Like really, really sucked at math. Asami knew that. Still she had offered to tutor her.
They were sitting next to each other at Asami’s dining room, homework in front of them. Every now and then you could hear Korra grunting or cursing under her breath and Asami lightly laughing at her, but for most part they were silent. Asami had explained to her, more than once, how to solve the algebra problem, but it felt like the numbers had it out for her.
“How am I supposed to figure out what x is if it doesn’t know it itself?” Korra asks dead serious, and Asami looks up from her own homework.
“You talk about that math problem like it had an identity crisis.” she says holding her laugh.
“Well maybe it does.” Korra groans and practically smacks her head down to the table, her forehead on the textbook.
“Are you trying to soak the information through your skull?” Asami teases her. She had gotten used to Korra’s dramatics over the past few months they’d been dating.
“Why are you so mean to me?”
“I’m not. I’m just trying to figure out if you want me to explain it to you again or if you’re just done for the night.”
Korra doesn’t answer. Asami can hear almost inaudible mumbling, only being able to make out her own name.
In a moment she lifts her head up, takes the pen back into her hand and returns back to her work, still incoherently mumbling about math being a creation of society to torture young minds in school.
Soon enough she groans again and says “Fine! Explain it one more time.” She looks toward the older girl. “Please.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.” Asami says with a smirk and takes the pen from Korra.
And so she does explain it again. She is halfway to explaining how to simplify the problem, before starting to look for the solution when she hears Korra silently whisper “I think I’m really happy.”
She blinks. Well, that wasn’t math.
She turns to look at Korra who was still staring at the problem in front of them. Slowly, she finally turns to look at Asami in the eyes.
“I think I wanna stay.”
The world slows down for a moment. Those blue eyes on her. They were clear with something like wonder and awe. Like the first cracks were made on the walls they were so eager to pretend weren’t there.
She then watches as slight panic fills them, as if she realized what she had just said.
“Me too.”
She doesn’t break the eye contact. She just answers. She watches as the calm washes the worry away from the blue. For a moment it felt like the world slowed down for them.
She gives her a shy smile before leaning her head on Korra’s shoulder. She quietly taps the pen on the math problem. She doesn’t move from the position, even as Korra starts to work on it again.