AN: Super short drabble… again. This explains how feelings can change without warning.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Korra?"
"Are you trying to talk me out of it?" Korra asked Tahno, smirking slightly and crossing her arms.
"No, no," he replied quickly. "I just… want to make sure you know what you're getting yourself into. I may as well be a stranger to you."
Korra laughed and stepped closer to him. In the dim light of his bedroom, his eyes seemed to glow. "I didn't come here to be lectured by a nice guy. Now," she pushed him onto the bed, "give me everything you've got. Don't hold back."
Her lips were on his in a heartbeat. She was forceful and aggressive, not wasting any time. Soon enough, they were together in a very literal sense of the word.
Korra had never done anything like this before, but that didn't stop her from trying. Tahno wasn't special to her. He didn't hold a place in her heart. Though she refused to admit it, all he was to her was a body to use. A tissue to wipe the tears a careless boy had caused. At least, that's how it started. They shared several (if not awkward) intense nights in Tahno's apartment. What began as a fling turned into a surprising friendship. And that turned into something more.
And the whole thing was a secret. The only thing better than the satisfaction behind making a certain firebender jealous was knowing he would never see how happy they were together. Keeping it from him was more rewarding than rubbing it in his face. Eventually, he was forgotten completely, and the hole in Korra's soul was fully healed by the last person she would have expected.
AN: Once again, sorry it's just a drabble. I have an idea for a longer one shot that may turn into a multi-chapter story. It will take some time to get it right, though. (Summary hint: Tahno and Korra in modern-day Chicago!) Hang in there! And a special thanks to my loyal readers. Your support encourages me so much!