Korra watches the way her name shifts with the skin of your wrist. She never really believed about the whole soulmate thing, there was friends and family who were with their destined one— but there were people who weren’t. She just thought her one and only was Asami.

But she was wrong, she looks down at your own name inked on her. She’s still in disbelief. “We’re.. soulmates.” She swallows thickly. She can’t wrap her head around it, she thought she was always going to be Asami’s.