Brass and Brawn [korrasami]

Chapter 10

"If he wasn't going to counselling then maybe I would've called the authorities. But I'm sure there won't be any more occurrences." Her greens eyes were glossy. So glossy that Korra could see her own infuriated face reflect in them.
"You won't say anything will you? Please?"

It was as if her eyes had darkened to a navy colour, she bit the side of her cheek; suppressing the words she wanted to say. The demands to meet the abuser were pushed into the pit of her stomach. As much as she wanted to break her cover to protect this woman, she couldn't. All she could do was nod.
"If he does it again, I'll press charges."

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The weekend came by quicker than Asami wanted it to and it was the day where Korra would be paying a visit. Miss Sato made sure her house was spotless before she left it this morning. There was a calmness to cleaning a house, feeling the furniture glide over the wooden floor and the soft sound of the broom as it sweeps. When the house was cleaned it felt lighter and brighter, becoming a place that invites deep breaths and for the thoughts that are probably as slow as Korra. Perfect to say the least. Though, to much of Hiro's dismay, she swiped around the house more than twice; giving the oak furniture a glossy shine to it. It took a while since her place of home was quite large, especially for just the two of them but she managed.

Bolin strolled over with his usual cheery smile on his face. In his hands were two cups in which he placed both of them onto the table Asami and Hiro where sitting at. He gave the little man a fist bump.

"Thanks Bo." Asami cheered, flashing him a dazzling smile which took the barista off guard. Bolin raised a brow and slowly sat down into the empty seat opposite. He was on his break, so why not spend it with Asami?

"You look happier than usual." He said, looking at the pink tint to her face. Asami wasn't listening. Instead she gazed upon a small scratch on the wooden table and let her eyes do the dreaming, her brain weaving reality and an array of fantasies with a large smile on her face. Bolin had never seen her like this before, so.. dreamy. He waved a hand infront of her face.
"Earth to Salami."

The woman quickly shook herself back to the real world and met eyes with her friend.
"Sorry what was that?"

Bolin crossed his arms and gave her a look of confusion. She was acting weird.
"Somethings got you in a daze. What happened?" Was it a someone perhaps? Maybe someone from the school? But what he remembers is that most of the teachers barely match her age, they're all older so surely it couldn't be any of them.

Asami nervously took a sip out of her cup, sighing with delight once she felt the hot liquid slowly trail down her throat.
"Nothing, I'm fine. Just a little tired that's all."

"Are you sure that's what's up?" Bolin asked, still confused on why her face was so red.

Hiro looked up from his mother's phone, pausing the small game he was playing.
"mum has been cleaning all morning."

Asami's breath hitched whilst Bolin's confusion heighted even more. He gave her a look which asked her tons of questions and he hoped Asami would answer all of them.
"what? It needed a clean." Asami responded.

"I swear you cleaned it last week."

"It's because Miss Smith is coming for dinner today!" Hiro practically yelled, thank goodness the cafe was busy.

Asami smacked a hand to her forehead with a groan. She really needed to teach her son to not shout out, and well, maybe also how to keep a secret.
"Woah, woah! You asked Korra out on a date?" Bolin asked as he leant forward on his chair. Of course, how could he forget the clumsy Korra?