Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this collection. Kudos to Bryke, indeed.
Pairing: Tahno/Korra
Genre: Romance/Angst/Drama/Hurt/Comfort/Humor (WE HAVE IT ALL.)
Word Count: 268
Summary: An extra hot caffe mocha, a few Christmas lights, two stubborn graduate students, and the realization that it's all in the details; a holiday coming-together story written in pieces. — Collection of Tahnorra gift!fics for my tumblr followers, all inspired with the prompt: "That one night..."
Author's Notes: 11/29/12. Two to start us off!

Musical Inspiration: "Christmas Lights" by Coldplay.

Gifted To: orocoro

That one night

Korra feels really, really homesick.

It was too late for winter.

"Korra," came Asami's soft voice from the other side of the small room. Korra glanced at her from the corner of her eye; she was standing in front of the mirror, brushing her long hair, and she hadn't looked up.

Korra gently curled her fingers around the warmth of her mug, feeling snug beneath a mountain of blankets, and waited.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?"

The inside of her hoodie was warm, the froth of her crappy hot chocolate was thick, and the very idea of trying to remove herself from this spot was simply too much.

"I don't think I'm up for it right now," she replied honestly.

Asami turned around then, dressed in a sleek little black dress designed to kill, and examined her roommate with curious, made-up eyes.

"I thought you loved the cold."

Korra glanced down at herself, layered and bundled, buried and hidden, and lifted her eyes toward the gentle cityscape outside. The window was lined with frost, and even the cars and lights seemed hushed in the snowy twilight.

"So did I," she whispered.

A half hour later, Tahno arrived in her mostly empty apartment, complaining of dissertations and cheap reading glasses and certain young graduate students wasting his time. But he held an extra caffe mocha in his hand, extra hot, and the whipped cream was missing, just the way she liked it.

And Korra had always known

that you're not supposed to fall in love with your enemy.