Did… did she yelled that? Given the dead silence in the diner and all seven-people including the staff stared at her, Asami concluded she did.
“No it’s not Posh Spice Asami! Never mind my friend, she’s drunk and hungry! Nothing to see!” Opal joked rather nervously to the staring faces, clearly not wanting to cause a scene.
“Her who?” she then muttered through her teeth.
Asami looked through the small crowd of five after her target, and to her despair none of them was a girl slightly less tall than herself or with short hair.
"I was so sure..." disappointed, she looked around a second and then a third time just to be sure she didn't miss anyone.
“What are you even talking about?!”
“The girl at the party, it sounded just like her”, Asami murmured slowly. She must be getting paranoid or something.
"Aww sweetie, you’re just getting paranoid like always. C'mon, let’s get some dogs and head home. I can already feel my hangover coming." Opal put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and that was pretty much it that night.
The following weeks were all about studies and exams and setting up five virtual machines for network class. Not that Asami needed to study as much as she did though, she had a brilliant mind after all. And that same brilliant mind had also lot of time to think about the mystery girl from the party. She had kept her eyes on full observation mode ever since, but no one fitted the description.
And then one day...
She was in a hurry to class but just had to stop to get some coffee first because the lecture was about computer history and the guy having it was just as charismatic as a dune bug sleeping. But she didn't like making a scene like you always do when coming late to a lecture, so she sped up the pace a notch, hot coffee in one hand and her cell in the other to text Opal about her slight delay.
“Hey save me a seat idfg” was all she saw on the tiny screen when she crashed into another person. Coffee was everywhere, her phone somewhere on the ground probably in a thousand pieces, and the person she hit was sitting on her ass and holy fuck that’s a cane blind people use to get around.
“SHIT! I am so so sorry!” Asami bent down to help the girl up. “I was late for class and I was texting and didn’t see you, shit! I am really sorry…” she was rambling. she could tell because the girl looked at her like she was a ghost or something. She didn’t wear any glasses either, and thank spirits for that because she had the most beautiful blue eyes Asami had ever seen.
They ended up just silently staring at each other. Or well, Asami stared until the girl awkwardly averted her eyes like she could see Asami.
“I uh, it’s alright don’t worry about it”, the girl said. Was she blushing? “I-I just… have we met before?” she asked.
“Um… I don’t think so?” Asami said, a little confused. She would have remembered meeting a blind person.
“Oh, okay…” the girl furrowed her brows and looked absolute adorable. “What about… were you maybe at the Kappa Tau party a few weeks ago?”
“Yeah, I was but I’m pretty sure I haven’t met you before. Unless…” Asami eyes went wide as saucers at the same time the girl grinned just as wide.
“You are the one I kissed!” Asami literary squealed. And with a little glance she saw short brown hair.
The girl smiled just as sincerely. “I guess you found me at last. I’m Korra, by the way.”
“Asami. Here let me help you up. Sorry again for running into you.” Asami helped Korra up on her feet again and yes, she wasn’t as tall as Asami.
“I’m actually kind of glad you did…” Korra got that blushy colour on her face for the second time during their short encounter.
‘Spirits she’s cute.’
“So uhm, w-was it coffee I smelled and heard splashing when you hit me?”
Lucky for Asami, the coffee had hit everything but them. “Yeah, yes. It was.”
“Oh okay, great!” Korra smacked herself in the face. “I-I mean not great like you spilled your coffee but then I could maybe ask if you would like to have coffee with me?”
Asami was just about to tell her yes, that she would very much like that but Korra was on a rambling spree and was nervously twirling the handle of the cane between her hands.
“You don’t have to say yes just to be polite because I’m blind, I understand. It’s okay I’ll-“
“Hey, Korra? Korra?” Asami put her hands on Korras upper arms (yes, very defined) to calm the girl down. “I would love a cup of coffee with you.”
“Oh!” Korra blushed again and averted her gaze. “Can you tell I don’t do this very often?” she chuckled a little, and it sounded just like Asami remembered it.
“Well, I for one always run into gorgeous strangers on purpose just to get them to have coffee with me”, Asami grinned widely when Korras cheeks got even redder.
After finding her phone (undamaged, thank you service guy who made her buy the SHOCK-DUST-WATER RESISTANT GORILLA GLASS 5000 case), they walked back in silence to the same coffee shop Asami had picked up her previous cup. The cane made faint sounds as its ending hit the ground softly.
Well at the shop Asami ordered another coffee while Korra took a cup of tea. It felt like had known each other for years after only a couple of hours, but the more Asami talked to Korra, giddier did her body feel. If this had been like any other dates she’s been on she would have already been texting Opal to come get her, or politely turned the person down. But this was so different. Korra was funny, smart, utterly charming and very humble. And had the best lopsided grin she had ever seen. It was hard not to grin right back.
When they decided to leave the coffee shop it was already dark out. Asami offered to walk Korra home and she gladly accepted even though it wasn’t very far. Unlike the walk to the shop they talked the whole way until they were just outside the door of Korras flat.
“Thank you for today, I had a really good time”, Asami said and smiled for the nth time that afternoon.
“Me too. Your voice really is pleasant to listen to”, she smiled back. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course, anything Korra.”
“Would you…” Korra looked at her with those beautiful blue eyes (Korra wasn’t full blind, she could see shadows, or different kind of blurs, like she called it). “call this a date?” she asked more shyly.
Asami considered the question before answering “I think I would, yeah.”
“Okay”, Korra gave her signature lopsided grin again, and Asami thought she melted a little every time she did that. “So um, would you say you’re one who kisses goodnight on the first date or do I have to wait for our second or third?”
She sounded so casual and flirty at the same time and it stirred all kinds of feelings in Asamis body.
“Oh, for you I’m definitely a kiss on the first date kind of girl”, Asami flirted back and gently put her hand over Korras cheek and leaned in.
Kissing someone who was grinning like a dork like Korra was at that moment was more lips against teeth, but Korra was quick to reciprocate by taking Asamis lower lip between hers. And then another, longer sweeter kiss and the fire Asami had felt the first time in the dark room was instantly back, and she couldn’t be happier right now. A pair of hands softly made their way around her neck while Asami put her free one around Korras waist to pull them closer. None of them wanted to end what was about to become a repeat of the first time they met, but air is apparently something a human need to live, so eventually Asami pulled away to breathe in some of that much needed air. She didn’t let go of Korra though, and Korra wasn’t so keen of letting her go either.
“Do you wanna come in?”