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"So what d'ya wanna do now that we have a free period?" Korra asked Asami as they walked back to the girls' dorm rooms.

Korra had made it about halfway to her Engineering 101 class when she was met by Asami, who told her that Varrick had cancelled class for the day. Apparently Zhu Li was having contractions and he was overcome with anxiety and stress. So now they both had an hour to waste before needing to head off to their Healthy Living class.

"We can go to my room and study," Asami prompted.

Korra snorted and nudged Asami in the ribs.

"Yeah, study."

Asami gave her a look.

"No, really. Varrick's giving a quiz next time we have class."

Korra deflated.

"Oh," she said disappointedly.

The two of them made it to the dorms and climbed the stairs to Asami's room. Once they entered the suite, Korra was happy to find that Opal wasn't there. Since the start of the new term, she hadn't been able to have much alone time with Asami because she was taking twice the amount of classes that Korra was, as well as Varrick's teaching assistant. So it was nice for a chance to be with her, even if it did mean just studying.

Asami and Opal's room was much nicer than Korra's by a long shot. The pair both happened to come from wealthy families, so they could afford the best. Asami had offered to pay for Korra's rent in the nicer rooms on multiple occasions, but Korra always declined.

Their sides of the room were easily distinguishable, with Opal's greens and greys on the far side and Asami's blacks and reds closer to the door. What made their suite so much nicer than the others is that it had much more open space, two desks, and a much more updated bathroom. Korra would just wander up to their room to use their shower once and a while.

Korra dumped her bag on the floor and dove onto Asami's bed, stretching out with a content sigh. She peered up at Asami, who was pulling notes out of her backpack, and patted the silk sheets next to her.

Asami grinned at her as she placed her notes on one of the desks.

"That's not studying."

"You're right, it's not." She patted the mattress again.

Asami only continued grinning and ignored her girlfriend. Korra sighed dramatically and rolled onto her side.

"I have a whole two days before this quiz," she reasoned. "I can study later."

"But it's best if you study now, that way you won't have to tomorrow."

Korra scowled at the wall and grumbled something incoherent. Asami gathered her notes and walked over to where Korra lay, placing them into a neat stack on the bedside table. She stooped down and gave her brooding girlfriend a kiss on the forehead—which turned out to be a bad idea.

Before she finished her innocent act of affection, Korra reached out and grabbed Asami by the shoulders. She pulled her down, and with one quick twist of her body, she had successfully dragged Asami on top of her.

"Korra!" Asami protested through a wide smile.

"What?" Korra chuckled and snaked her arms around Asami's waist. She kissed her hard on the mouth and felt Asami's long fingers grazing her collarbone. "This is more fun than studying," she said in a low voice against Asami's mouth.

"Mmph," Asami agreed as she brought their lips together again.

After half an hour of not studying, Korra and Asami decided it was time to clean themselves up for their Healthy Living class. Asami did her best to quickly straighten up her clothes and reapply her lipstick, while Korra stared into the mirror in the bathroom, scrubbing off lipstick from her lips, face, and neck.

"Ready to go?" Asami asked her as she came back into the room.

"Yep." Korra said and she grabbed her bag.

The two of them set off for their class, meeting up with Mako along the way.

"Hey ladies," he greeted them.

"Hi Mako," Asami said with a smile.

"Hey," Korra said.

They chatted for a bit as they walked, talking about their professors, Korra's training, among other things. When they finally arrived, Bolin was already there sitting in the front row.

"Guys!" he said excitedly. "Look! I got us the front row this time!"

The class had filled up already, but Bolin had somehow managed to ward off anyone who tried to sit next to him.

Mako and Korra simultaneously scowled, though Asami moved happily to sit next to him. Korra grumbled and took the seat next to Asami, followed by Mako on her left. Their health class had long rows of tables, rather than individual desks like her others.

Bolin leaned forward on the table and beamed.

"Guess what we're going over today."

Mako sighed. "I dunno, vegetables?"

He giggled. "No, Sex Ed."

"Joy," Korra said and rolled her eyes.

Asami placed her fingers lightly on Korra's forearm. She trailed them up and down her arm teasingly.

"Mmm, could be useful," she prompted with a smile.

Korra blushed violently. Mako clamped his jaw shut and pretended to be busy with his notes.

"Uh…yeah—good," she stuttered.

More and more students came trickling in as the time for class to begin drew nearer.

"Hello, Bolin," a monotone voice said from behind them.

Bolin's eyes widened in fear.

"Eska!" he jumped. Bolin swallowed and turned around in his seat. "He—hey…what're you doing in Republic City?" he asked nervously.

Eska and Dezna were finding their seats a row behind them.

"Father insisted we come here to learn from different instructors," Dezna explained with a bored expression.

"Yes, but do not worry, Bolin, this is the only class we have together," Eska said. "I've checked."

Bolin scratched his temple awkwardly. Mako covered up his laugh with a cough.

"Really?" he tried his best t not sound relieved.

"Yes."

He sighed in relief.

"How is that airbending girl that stole you away from me?" Eska asked. "Not that I care, I was just being polite."

"Uh…Opal? Great, she's great—we're great."

The professor walked in then and greeted the class as she placed her briefcase on the podium in the front of the rom.

"Anyways it was nice talking to you," he said quickly and twisted back in his seat. Asami scoffed and he made a face.

The beginning of class was fairly straightforward—nothing blush-worthy at least. However, Asami had crossed her legs at some point during the lesson and would occasionally rub Korra's leg with her toes, causing her to jump or make mistakes in her notes.

"Okay," the professor said and pulled two sheets of paper out of her briefcase. "I need two of you for this." She walked down the front of the class and stopped next to Korra and Mako. "Here." She handed them both one of the papers.

Mako gave Korra a look out of the corner of his eye.

"Come on!" the professor encouraged. "Front of the class, let's go."

They scooted out of their seats and ambled awkwardly around their table. Korra scratched the back of her neck as she looked down at the paper in her hand—it was a…script? The professor put her hands on Korra's shoulder and pulled her more to the center of the open space, and then did the same with Mako.

"Okay. Here's the scenario: these two are a couple."

A few students that knew them personally snickered. Korra and Mako's faces both started to turn red.

"And they've been having sexual relations frequently."

Korra wished she could disappear right in that moment. She dared a glance at Asami. She was leaning forward on the table with her hand clamped over her mouth, obviously trying not to laugh.

"And, because they were not taking enough precaution, she is now pregnant."

"Aww," Bolin said jokingly from his seat.

A few students laughed now. Korra looked up at Mako and found him as embarrassed looking as she felt.

"Now, I want the two of you to read these scripts I've given you."

"Wh—what?" Korra asked.

"The scripts!"

"Oh…"

They looked down at their papers. Korra mentally cursed Bolin for making them sit in the front and cleared her throat.

"I have something important to tell you."

"What?" Mako asked in a flat tone.

"I'm pregnant."

"What? How?"

"What do you mean 'how'?"

"What am I going to do? I don't make enough money to support a child."

"Well you should have thought about that before," Korra faltered. "Before you…" she coughed suddenly. She didn't dare look at Asami now.

Mako's face flushed.

"Okay, but—"

"I'm going to have you guys stop there for a second," the professor interjected.

Korra and Mako both sighed in relief.

The remainder of the period went back and forth between discussing the mistakes the couple had made and Mako and Korra reading their scripts. That single hour was one of Korra's most embarrassing moments, and not necessarily from the chuckles in the class, but from the rocky past she had with Mako.

When the torture was finally over, the students left the class with muffled laughter. The four of them gathered their bags and followed the crowd, Mako and Korra silent and Asami and Bolin wearing matching smiles.

"Hey it wasn't that bad," Bolin said with a peel of laughter as they exited the building.

Mako scowled and punched him in the arm.

"Ow!"

Asami slid her hand into Korra's. She gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"Really, it wasn't bad."

Korra didn't reply, she was still suffering from her embarrassment.

Asami squeezed her hand again and pressed her lips to Korra's ear.

"At least we won't have to worry about all that," she said quietly.

Korra blushed anew, but nonetheless smiled at her girlfriend's words.