( ah, good. she's well aware at this point that there's literally nothing on the planet that could scare asami off, but there are somethings that are - you know. a little more heavy than others. having children is one of those things.,emotional, but. happy, in this case. korra smiles like asami just gave her the world on a platter and said eat up.

she wants them too, she knows. family is a huge part of water tribe culture, where last names don't exist because everyone is one with each other, a big family that stretches from one pole to the other, although the north pole is. a little bit fancier. like your cousins from the wealthy side of the family. having a family has never been in question, because korra can point in any direction and find a relative of hers - but. children. that's something else. more people would probably call her too immature for kids, but asami knows her better than most. she has a profound love for small things, and her heart's big enough for the entirety of all four nations.

there's no question about if asami would be a good mother. none whatsoever. korra moves her hand to flatten on her stomach like someone's already growing in there - and then her eyebrows knit, a little, because she remembers, you know. basic biology. she doesn't have any of the right parts to knock asami up. )

I'm not sure how we'd do it, but. ( more kisses, flattened in between words. ) You'd be a good mom, too. Can you imagine how pretty our kids would be? ( she nips at her lips, turning to kiss her jaw, her neck, the soft band of fabric on her engagement necklace. ) And how sassy. I mean, dang. Right? They're all going to have attitude problems.