[ His voice is slow, like humid, storm-threatening weather. Korra's head feels warm and heavy against his shoulder; a curl of her scent drifts up to him like smoke. He feels a sudden stab of unfairness, an aching tightness of the chest, that the skin of Korra's forehead should be so translucent despite the dusky skin, and that he should send her back to her room without him ever having pressed his mouth there. It's absolutely illogical, but as Hei closes his eyes, the moonlight turning the insides dark red, he buries his nose in Korra's hair and feels it all the same. ]
[ After a beat -- wryly, ]
One of the many horrors of hooking up with a celebrity.
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Date: 2014-03-24 04:33 am (UTC)[ His voice is slow, like humid, storm-threatening weather. Korra's head feels warm and heavy against his shoulder; a curl of her scent drifts up to him like smoke. He feels a sudden stab of unfairness, an aching tightness of the chest, that the skin of Korra's forehead should be so translucent despite the dusky skin, and that he should send her back to her room without him ever having pressed his mouth there. It's absolutely illogical, but as Hei closes his eyes, the moonlight turning the insides dark red, he buries his nose in Korra's hair and feels it all the same. ]
[ After a beat -- wryly, ]
One of the many horrors of hooking up with a celebrity.