[ Homesickness is unfamiliar to Hei. He's learnt early on to put on the tight masks of stoicism, to build walls around what is too raw and shocked; the better to survive. The comfort of things, places, sensations ... none of that matters to someone in flux. Sentimentality has no place in his repertoire. With Korra, though, he's always making allowances. It's easy to whenever Korra looks up at him, so full of wanting but with a bright aura of anxiety shimmering around her edges. Anxiety that he'll revert back to coldness and distance, that she won't get what she needs. ]
[ He tries to dissuade her of that. The kiss, when she draws him in, is a slow burn. A lull for both of them. Korra to relax under the familiar pressure of his mouth, his coasting palms, and Hei because he wants to parse out any prickles of doubt in her. His knees, straddling hers, squeeze a fraction closer, his hips settling better against hers with a small shift of weight. His fingers are on Korra's sides, feeling how the scratchy swathe of her sarashi is molded to her, warm from her body in the dark evening cool. It's only a moment before he's reached behind her, fingers fumbling before he finds the knot and undoes it. ]
[ Half-sitting up, he takes her with him, letting the bandages unravel in stages. Gathers them up to set aside, before he murmurs, ]
no subject
[ He tries to dissuade her of that. The kiss, when she draws him in, is a slow burn. A lull for both of them. Korra to relax under the familiar pressure of his mouth, his coasting palms, and Hei because he wants to parse out any prickles of doubt in her. His knees, straddling hers, squeeze a fraction closer, his hips settling better against hers with a small shift of weight. His fingers are on Korra's sides, feeling how the scratchy swathe of her sarashi is molded to her, warm from her body in the dark evening cool. It's only a moment before he's reached behind her, fingers fumbling before he finds the knot and undoes it. ]
[ Half-sitting up, he takes her with him, letting the bandages unravel in stages. Gathers them up to set aside, before he murmurs, ]
I'm going to tie the scarf around your eyes now.