Drabbletag5, Legend of Korra, Korra/Asami, cars
Title: Feel the Wind
Author: temari778
Fandom: Legend of Korra
Pairing: Korra/Asami
Rating: G
Word Count: 218
Prompt: Cars
Korra leans against the hood of Asami's garnet red, 1921 sports car, and before Asami can tell her, Get off of it, I just had it waxed, Korra says, trying to sound as casual as possible, "So, hey, can I take it for a spin around the track real quick. Please." At the end of that sentence, she throws in what she hopes is a winning smile, her eyes practically sparkling.
Asami folds her arms, immediately giving her a skeptical look, her red lips (which almost matched her car) pursed with disapproval. She says nothing, hoping the look in her eyes is a big enough 'no'.
Korra finally gets off the car, pressing her hands together. "Please, Asami," she begs, "just one time.
Asami's raises an eyebrow.
Korra lowers her arms, "All right," she concedes, "twice, maybe three."
No far away, several other cars roar past, unofficially racing each other. She didn't want in on that..yet.
To the surprise of both of them, Asami relents, reaching into her pocket and takes out the key. "Twice around the track," she tells her firmly, "and if you get even a single scratch on it-"
Korra rolls her eyes, grabs the keys out of her hand, grinning. "Yeah, yeah, I know. You'll kill me."
Asami huffs. "Oh, just go, already."
Author: temari778
Fandom: Legend of Korra
Pairing: Korra/Asami
Rating: G
Word Count: 218
Prompt: Cars
Korra leans against the hood of Asami's garnet red, 1921 sports car, and before Asami can tell her, Get off of it, I just had it waxed, Korra says, trying to sound as casual as possible, "So, hey, can I take it for a spin around the track real quick. Please." At the end of that sentence, she throws in what she hopes is a winning smile, her eyes practically sparkling.
Asami folds her arms, immediately giving her a skeptical look, her red lips (which almost matched her car) pursed with disapproval. She says nothing, hoping the look in her eyes is a big enough 'no'.
Korra finally gets off the car, pressing her hands together. "Please, Asami," she begs, "just one time.
Asami's raises an eyebrow.
Korra lowers her arms, "All right," she concedes, "twice, maybe three."
No far away, several other cars roar past, unofficially racing each other. She didn't want in on that..yet.
To the surprise of both of them, Asami relents, reaching into her pocket and takes out the key. "Twice around the track," she tells her firmly, "and if you get even a single scratch on it-"
Korra rolls her eyes, grabs the keys out of her hand, grinning. "Yeah, yeah, I know. You'll kill me."
Asami huffs. "Oh, just go, already."