Korra slams open the door, causing Asami and Bolin to fall out of bed and the Pai Sho board falls with them.
“No! I might have won that round! Look what you’ve done, Korra,” Bolin mourns, looking at the fallen pieces.
“It doesn’t matter. I just saw the cutest omega ever,” Korra says, panting slightly.
“Spill,” Asami demands.
Korra walks over to them and sits down. “So, I went to that new diner downtown, ‘Beifong’s Brunch’ right? The one Suyin owns?”
Asami and Bolin both nod.
“So, Lin was there with Tenzin and Pema to say hi to Suyin and I went over too and saw the cutest waiter ever. He had the prettiest gold eyes and really soft-looking black hair. And he smelled like s’mores,” Korra gushes.
“What’s his name?” Asami asks.
Korra squints, trying to remember. “I think it was…Mako?”
Suddenly Bolin starts cackling.
Korra scowls. “What?”
“I know who he is,” Bolin wheezes.
Asami gasps. “Who?”
“I’ll introduce you to him tomorrow morning,” Bolin said, laughter still not dying down yet.
Korra and Asami share a look.
Who the hell could it be that Bolin knew that made him laugh like that?
***
Asami grabs Korra’s arm.
“Holy shit, he’s fucking adorable,” the alpha whispers.
Korra nods. “I know!”
The two alphas look over to a far table where the omega is standing.
“Yo, Mako!” Bolin calls.
Asami elbows the male alpha’s side.
“Way to be subtle,” Asami hisses.
The omega turns around at the mention of his name and smiles when he sees Bolin.
“Hi, Bolin,” the omega greets.
Suddenly he turns to Korra and the female alpha looks away.
Mako raises an eyebrow. “Come to knock over a pitcher of orange juice on yourself again?”
Asami mutters a “loser” as Korra elbows her side.
“I’m sorry about that,” Korra apologizes.
Mako smiles. “That’s quite alright.”
“So how do you two know each other?” Asami asks.
Bolin grins. “Guys, meet my older brother.”
Korra chokes on the air she was inhaling as Asami’s jaw drops through the floor.
Mako looks very amused as he assesses the two alpha’s reactions.
This just got a lot harder.