A New Day
A/N:It's been a long, strange ride. Thanks for stickin around.
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They woke as one, coming to consciousness near simultaneously, though neither of them notices it.
They're too busy noticing just how tightly they're gripping each other, and how tightly they're being held in return.
There's a long, quiet moment, neither of them quite willing to break it, each feeling utterly at peace just sitting there and listening to the oddly in sync sound of their breathing.
'Blake's face look so soft when she's not tense.' Yang's addled mind manages. 'I'm so glad I can help her be calm, that she feels safe enough to let her guard down around me, and that she trusts me this much…'
'She's so strong.' Blake thinks, fighting off a sudden rush of tears. 'She's so strong, for all of us… She fought off that cold for days, and she tries so hard, and…'
'She's so beautiful, and she just… smells so good…' They think, in unison.
Before either of them can consider their actions, or even notice they're moving closer… their lips meet.
For Blake, the kiss is loving, gentle, soft… all the things she admires in Yang, and hopes to whatever god there is that the blonde will continue to show her, especially since she knew the truth, now.
For Yang, the kiss is a bit awkward, sure… but passionate, gentle, and whispers to her of more to come, more to see and experience and love.
Yang pulls apart first, tearing up a bit, but smiling. "H-hey, yknow, that's how you catch a cold."
Blake just shrugs, the smile refusing to fade from her face and the tingle refusing to fade from her lips. "It's worth it… Besides, I've been sleeping in your arms this whole time, I'm sure a bit of kissing won't put me at much more risk."
"Does that mean I can do it again?" Yang asks, tilting her head to the side a bit.
Blake sees that old spark back in her eyes, and feels her smile widen to almost obnoxious levels.
"Of course." She replies, leaning in and closing her eyes… Though those plump, beautiful lips don't touch hers, instead kissing her cheek, and whispering in her ear.
She can feel the heat radiating off Yang, then, not the natural heat of Yang, or the unnatural heat of a fever… it takes her a moment to put the pieces together.
Yang, the self-titled brash brutal battering ram brawler… is blushing.
"Blake?" She asks, in a small voice that's so unlike hers. "Will you… I mean…"
She sighs, and Blake wraps her arms around her midsection, giving her a light squeeze. "What is it?"
"Look…" Yang sighs, resting her chin on Blake's shoulder. "I know, usually, you go on dates first to make sure and all, but… with you, I just feel so… connected, yknow? And… look… Blake, will you be my girlfriend?"
It's Blake's turn to blush, then, the tips of her human ears going red, and she flails about wildly for a response, eventually settling on "Would you want us to be monogamous?"
Yang shrugs, pulling back to look in her eyes.
Blake notices her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she thinks, her eyes going blank for a moment.
It's cute, and she can do nothing but smile.
"I'd prefer it?" Yang says, nodding. "But, we can wait a little while first, if you want?"
Blake shakes her head, and gives Yang a soft headbutt. "Yang…"
Yang's face falls, and Blake looks deep into those beautiful eyes. "I'd love to be with you."
Yang hugs her then, the blonde underestimating just how much strength had returned to her arms and nearly causing bruises, but Blake can't complain.
After all... she's in her girlfriend's arms.
All in all, she feels warm, and safe, and-
"Fuck." She says, her eyes widening. "We can't let Ruby and Weiss know they were right."
Yang smiles sheepishly, biting her lip. "Weiss… might have been the one that told me to ask you out."
Blake blinked. "When was this?"
"Yesterday?" Yang offered, shrugging. "I'm not sure what today is, to be honest.
"Yesterday…" Blake asked, furrowing her brows. "How… how long have I been asleep?"