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I’m not sure what woke me up, then again I never really do. I just know that it always starts with an ear flicker. After that it’s like my mind and body are slowly pulled out of whatever dreamland I was in only to be greeted by the sight of my beautiful girlfriend. Now, keep in mind that I don’t typically use that word to describe someone considering there was more to a person than just their looks. However there just wasn’t any other way for me to describe Yang. Especially when she had this seemingly unnatural talent to just radiate in an unfairly attractive fashion when the only thing she was doing was sleeping soundly next to me.
It really was unfair just how beautiful she was, both inside and out.
Carefully, as to not wake her, I curled closer into her side. A perk I have recently come to take advantage of ever since she quit her job as a security guard last week. And I have to admit, It was nice to wake up with Yang still laying next to me. Before I would wake up to our two cats taking up her side of the bed. More often than not they would actually be the ones waking me up before my alarm clock to demand food. Granted, that was just one of the many perils of owning a pet that I’ve learned how to live with long ago. But while waking up to a fuzzy bundle of purring warmth was enjoyable, it could never compare to that of a warm body to press up against.
As I tucked my nose further under Yang’s chin I found myself smiling over the thought of our relationship thus far. It was funny to think that just in the time span of a few months our relationship grew from the somewhat awkward nights spent together at one another place, to inseparable cuddling in the comfort of our shared apartment.
What? Don’t judge me, Yang was warm and in my opinion, gave the best cuddles. Moving in with her was perhaps the best decision I had made in a long time. Although I will neither confirm or deny the fact that I had practically taken over half of Yang’s closet with my own stuff may have played a role in her finally asking me to move in with her.
Either way it turned out to be perfect timing as Neptun’s was looking for a new place to stay anyway, so it made me feel better about telling Sun that I was moving out. Not like I needed to be worried in the first place, the dork was beyond ecstatic about the news. Although I could have honestly lived without his ensuing onslaught of questions asking when the wedding was, could he be the best man, and if we decided to honeymoon in some tropical location could he tag along. My answers were: Not anytime soon, only if he behaves and absolutely fucking not...
I swear he and Ruby were related in some alternate universe, it was the only logical explanation I could think of for his hyper personality that matched the younger brunette.
Obnoxious friends aside, a few months after moving out I was still together with Yang and feeling the happiest I have been since returning to Vale. Perhaps that’s why I unexplainably wake up in the mornings now. To just take a moment to drink in this feeling of love, warmth and overall feeling of happiness. Something I unquestionably did not have in my previous relationship. I always dreaded waking up in the mornings then, they were always filled with a constant sense of anxiety and foreboding.
Needless to say, I do not miss those days.
Feeling a sudden swell of affection, I couldn’t resist tilting my head to start peppering Yang’s jawline with light kisses. I had hardly started before Yang began showing signs of waking up. However she surprised me by snaking her arms around me and pulling me further on top of her (I even may or may not have let out a squeak when she did this). Seeing her signature grin staring up at me, I had the sneaking suspicion that she may have been faking sleep until just now.
“Hmm, now this is a nice view to wake up to.” God’s it was unfair how attractive her voice was still thick with sleep as she continued to grin at me.
No doubt she was expecting me to say something, or comment on the way she was blatantly giving me a suggestive look. Like I would ever give her the satisfaction. My response instead consisted of leaning down and continuing to kiss her. It was slow, almost lazily so, but seeing that I had the day off and of course Yang no longer worked, why rush? I mean, last I checked we had nowhere to be nor did anything demand our immediate attention.
That is until something heavy jumped onto my lower back, offering a rather painful reminder that there was something that demanded our attention. A big fluffy something that is…
Yang laughed out tiredly at the disgruntled noise I made as I buried my head in her neck. “Wendel, why do you hate me?” Yes I groaned out my grievances into Yang’s skin, so it was a bit muffled and caused the blonde beneath me to quietly laugh a bit more at my plight. I guess I forgot to mention that some things haven’t changed since we moved in together. Much to my annoyance.
I swear the not so little maine coon cat had a sixth sense or something when it came to knowing when either Yang or I were awake and therefore able to deliver his much loved breakfast. He certainly thought with his stomach that’s for sure. Where was Shroud when I needed her? I’m sure she could bully Wendel for me for interrupting such a perfect moment.
The thought almost had me laugh out loud. No seriously, after being subjected to constant visits even before Yang and I decided to move in together, the lithe bombay cat not only became less shy around the much larger feline but had become rather proficient at bossing Wendel about the house. Yang joked quite often that this was proof that Wendel considered Shroud to be his girlfriend because how else could she get away with half the things she did to him? I stopped arguing the notion after witnessing Shroud slinking up to Wendel one night and growled at him, causing the large orange cat to flop over onto one side in which she promptly crawled on top of him and curled up to sleep.
In a weird way I found it amusing how the action was similar to when I would poke and prod Yang until she moved into a certain position that was optimal for maximum cuddling comfort. And no, I will never mention this to my girlfriend either. She would never let me hear the end of it for one, though I had a sneaking suspicion that she already knew about the commonalities I shared with my feline companion.
“Okay Wendel, we get the point. We’re up, now get off before you cause any further chiropractic concerns for Blake.” Even with my head still buried in her neck I could hear the smile in Yang’s voice as she reached over me to no doubt swat at the fluffy monster. Good riddance, my hip was starting to feel like it was dislocating. Perhaps I should convince Yang to put him on a diet after all.
No sooner did I feel Wendel’s paws relinquish their weight off my spin I found myself being rolled over and suddenly looking up into amused lilac eyes with cascading blonde hair.
“Morning babe.”
Gods, how this woman could make my heart flutter with just a smile I have no idea. But I can tell you that I lavished the feeling each and every time as I looped my arms over her shoulders.
“Morning.” Yes, I pulled her down for a kiss without pause. It’s not my fault I have an attractive girlfriend who is ridiculously kissable.
I swear that karma was having a giggle or something as not even a second after our lips touched that a loud high pitch mew came from the side of the bed. I didn’t even have to look to see that this time it was Shroud now voicing her demands for breakfast.
“Well good morning to you to Missy. I guess this means we have to get up now huh?” At Yangs question Shroud, always one for conversation, meowed in response.
My own response was to groan out loud as I lightly nudged Yang off of me. “Regrettably, if we don’t Shroud will only get more insistent.” And I’m not joking. If ignored, her next step would be to sit as close to your face as possible before she began to slap you with a paw. Rather painfully I might add.
Yang only chuckled in response as she rolled off of me and the bed in one practiced motion. It was amusing how both cats immediately began to trail after her as she proceeded to the kitchen to no doubt provide them their much demanded morning sustenance. And yes, I unashamedly continue to lay in bed to admire the view of my dear girlfriends boy shorts. It was short lived sadly, Yang’s long legs made the distance from the bedroom to the door in record time. Oh well, I guess it just meant that I too had to finally leave the comfort of a warm bed.
By the time I walked into the kitchen both Wendel and Shroud were already at their bowls munching away and Yang was busy with fussing over the coffee maker. Her back was facing towards me so I thought it only fitting that my arms find themselves wrapped around her waist. Perhaps it was the way that we fit together so naturally that I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. Hell, if I was feeling poetic, I would say that it was proof that we were always meant to be. Or perhaps that’s just my inner romantic peeking through. Either that or proof that I’ve read one too many romance novels. Take your pick.
“How’s your husband doing?” Yes, even as I offered Yang’s shoulder a kiss, just saying the term had me rolling my eyes. Actually I did so every time I thought about the nickname given to the frequently used appliance. I know Yang claimed it was actually Ruby who bestowed the nickname upon the coffee maker, though I honestly think that was just Yang’s go to response for explaining every strange habit she has.
“Looks like he’s having the same problem we did earlier.”
She couldn’t see it but I raised an eyebrow at that. “Oh?”
Yang chuckled as she turned in my arms, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as she leaned against the counter. “Slow to wake up, would rather still be in bed all tucked in and warm.”
I couldn’t tell if she was still talking about the coffee maker or herself, however I would be lying if I said the thought of going back to bed wasn’t on my mind. I mean, with the cats now fed it would be very easy for us to crawl back into the still warm covers, but that would be too easy to suggest. “Hmm, perhaps we should get him a mistress.”
Yang let out a snort as her smile widened at me. “Are you openly encouraging my husband to cheat on me?”
Just before I could make a retort of some kind, perhaps along the lines that Yang was already cheating on him because of yours truly, her obnoxious ringtone was heard from the depths of the bedroom. It felt like the moment that I was trying so hard to build was, yet again, shattered as I stepped aside to allow Yang to answer it. Can I just ask, how hard is it for a girl to get some uninterrupted quality morning time with her girlfriend that lasted longer than five minutes? Am I asking for too much here?
I heard Yang answer her phone but I was admittedly a bit frustrated with all the constant interruptions that I didn’t listen in on her conversation. Not like I really wanted to, it would have been rude to do so even if my faunus traits make it ridiculously hard not to. So instead I did my best to drown it out by busying myself with ensuring that the coffee maker was well underway with spewing out the bitter caffeinated liquid that Yang swears by, while I worked on preparing myself some tea. In my opinion tea was the superior beverage to coffee, something Yang and I constantly fought over. Not in a literal sense thankfully, it would be more accurate to say we would debate the matter until one of us just said ‘screw it’ and kissed the other to ‘win’ the argument.
Actually now that I thought about it, that’s how most of our debates turned out...
Just as I was thinking of how nice it would be to be back in Yang’s arms and kissing her, she walked back into the kitchen wearing the biggest smile that I felt compelled to return with one of my own. Or perhaps my smile was from how she strode right up to me, gently taking my tea cup from me and setting it aside as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and gave me a quick kiss. I take it back oh great karma of the universe, this is everything I asked for. Please let it continue.
“Have I ever mentioned how I love the fact that you have nerdy friends with connections?”
“Oh?” Truth be told I hardly heard her question, as all I wanted was for her to kiss me more. Yes I’m needy for kisses, this should be abundantly clear by now. Sue me for all I care, just so long as I get to kiss my girlfriend more.
“Yup.” I felt, rather than heard, Yang putting emphasis on the p, making it pop against my lips before giving me another chaste kiss as she continued. “Remember that ‘liberation’ party the boys threw for me after I quit my job?” I nodded only because it was hard not to remember that night. It’s not like it happened that long ago for one, and two it was the first time I could ever recall that the cops were called to Scarlet’s house for causing a disturbance. Though I suspect that had something to do with the fireworks that Sun had set off in the backyard. Nothing big mind you, just a dozen or so leftover sparklers and fire-crackers from my parent’s Vytal Festival BBQ dinner that they held. I still have no idea who gave them to him or even how he got a hold of them. Or even how he had gotten up on the roof for that matter in order to set them all off at once.
Needless to say it made for a…. Let’s say interesting night, that’s for sure...
“Well, Sage mentioned he would pass my name along to a few peeps he knew in the auto mechanic industry. I honestly thought he was just saying that to make me feel better, buuuut turns out he wasn’t joking. I just got a phone call from one of them, I have an interview Monday.”
I won’t lie, this was good news and I was suddenly so excited that I may have launched myself at Yang in a fierce hug. By doing this I may have also almost caused the two of us to fall to the ground. Thankfully we didn’t as I’m sure the downstairs neighbors wouldn’t have appreciated the loud thud this early in the morning. Yang did however use my momentum to pick me up off my feet and twirled the two of us in a circle.
Even better was that after setting me back down she took me by the hands and led me back to the bedroom to further celebrate the matter.
No, I will not share any specifics regarding what matter in which we celebrated. Because that is private information for only me, myself and I to know. Okay, I guess I could count Yang in the circle of those privy to said private information, considering that she was a participant of aforementioned celebration. But just know that by the time we finally decided to officially rejoin society as two fully dressed and properly functioning adult human beings, it was well past noon.
If it were up to me however I would have gladly stayed in bed with Yang for the rest of the day; wrapped up not only in each other but also the bed sheets while we pretended that the rest of the world didn’t exist. Sadly an interruption in the form of one Ruby Rose sort of ruined that plan. When we had ignored her initial onslaught of text messages, (not on purpose mind you), the younger woman had resorted to calling us. The reason for such an interruption? She apparently found it absolutely necessary to invite us out to lunch. Well, a late lunch technical because Yang and I had initially skipped it because we were…. You know, otherwise preoccupied...
“Fast food? Really? Why do I get the feeling that your sister had to do some serious sweet talking in order to get Weiss to come within ten yards of the place?” That may sound like an exaggeration but I assure you it isn’t. Ever since high school Weiss would snub her nose at the very mention of going out to fast food joints and I know for a fact that this habit hasn’t changed since then.
Yang laughed as she put down the kickstand of her precious motorcycle, the engine already turned off as I busy myself with taking off my helmet. “Because knowing Rubes she probably just used her ultimate powers of persuasion. Though I gotta say, knowing Weiss, I’m still not sure how she survived college without eating from a single fast food joint ever.”
I couldn’t help but smile at the thought as I waited for Yang to finish taking off her own helmet before securing it to bumblebee along with my own. Knowing Weiss, I’m sure she was able to forgo unhealthy food quiet easily. Benefits of her family name and the connections it once came with no doubt played a role.
Jokes aside, I had to admit that meeting with Ruby and Weiss at a Taco Bell for lunch was the last place that I expected. Yet as Yang and I walked into the venue, lo and behold, there was both Weiss and Ruby already waiting for us.
As expected, Weiss wasn’t exactly thrilled looking while standing awkwardly next to her ever energetic girlfriend inside the lobby. However she still greeted Yang and I with her usual pleasantries before Ruby ushered us in line to order food.
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“Alright, grab as many sauce packets you think you can get away with!” We had just received our food when Ruby harshly whispered out the order. Yes, I say order because Ruby was already grabbing an ungodly amount of sauce packets, so much so that I think my expression matched the one Weiss was currently giving her as well.
“Ruby, there is no need for us to do something so-” Whatever Weiss was going to say next was cut off by the brunette nearly dumping her handful of commandeered packets just as she turned back to grab more. What on earth does she need this many packets for?
“SSSSHHhhh Just take ‘em and come with me!” And just like that Ruby was practically dragging Weiss away as I fixed Yang with a questioning look while she was busying herself with filling her cup with her chosen beverage.
“Dare I ask?”
“I mean you could, just so long as you do as Ruby says. Otherwise you will be found guilty of being the sole party pooper of her grand scheme.”
Scheme? Well that just raised even more questions! Though with the way Yang suddenly was eyeing the direction that Weiss and Ruby headed too I got the impression she wasn’t supposed to say that out loud. Interesting… “Again, dare I ask?” I even make sure to offer Yang a small smile that always seems to make her blush lightly.
Much like the one she is sporting now. Gods, even after a year of dating she is still so easy to tease. “N-nope. Just huh, why don’t you go ahead and grab some packets and I’ll be over after this is done yeah?”
Fine, I guess I could take pity on her, just this once though. As I grabbed our food I made a point to make eye contact with my still flushed looking girlfriend as I grabbed a handful of sauce packets (though far less than what Ruby had initially grabbed) before turning to join the others. Did I walk with a bit of extra sway to my hips as I did so? Perhaps… Was Yang watching me the entire time? Glancing back at her as I sat in the booth opposite to Weiss and Ruby, oh yes, yes she was. She could try and hide her now unquestionable blush all she liked, but I knew better.
For the most part lunch was a normal affair. We sat, we ate, along with Weiss and I occasionally sharing a collective eye roll at the antics of our girlfriends. That is until all our meals were consumed and Ruby clapped her hands together to get everyone's attention. “Okay! We are gonna play a game!”
“Yes, let’s do this!” Oh course Yang would be all for whatever game her younger sister was about to subject us to. Well this could turn out to be either interesting or disastrous. I could never tell when these two get excited about something at the same time.
“Game is simple! We each grab a handful of packets and the objective is to create dialog out of ‘em!” Even as Ruby spoke she had started to pile all of the sauce packets that we gathered into a huge pile in the center of the table before dividing it into four equal piles. Well, more like make four roughly equally sized piles before shoving one of them at each of us.
I must have conveyed my confusion in some negative way as Ruby gave me a big toothy grin. “Don’t worry it’ll be fun!” Yeah like that’s going to reassure me. Even Weiss seemed to share my thoughts on the matter as she begrudgingly accepted her pile.
“That’s arguable…” Even without my faunus ears I heard Weiss mutter the words with such enthusiasm... And by enthusiasm, I mean she sounded about as eager as a dead fish on land.
“Awww come on Weiss, it’ll be fun! Trust me!”
“Yeah Weiss, trust your girlfriend.” Okay, something was up. And I mean that there had to be more to this than Ruby’s random bouts of spontaneity, there just had to be. I tried to raise a brow at Yang in silent question but she just shrugged.
I may have continued my silent battle to torture information out of Yang, but Ruby once again drew the table’s attention. “Rules! You have to create a sentence or saying using however many sauce packets you deem necessary from your stash pile. If it makes sense, which we vote on, you earn a point! If it doesn’t, you lose a point. First one to ten points wins! See? Easy peasy.”
“Wait? How is this even going to work? Most of these hardly make any sense to begin with.” I very much agreed with Weiss. I mean, yeah I can see what Ruby is getting at, but when the sauce packets have sayings like, ‘the sporks pick on me at night’ along with ‘it was fires idea’, how the hell were we supposed to make complete sentences?
Of course Ruby would have an answer for that as well. “Simple! We can add in our own conjunctions or whatever have you’s to make them make sense. Here I’ll go first!”
Ruby took a second to rummage in her pile of packets before picking up two of them with a gleeful noise and slapped them down on the center of the table. “Ketchup? Puh-leese! Behold!! Mild Sauce, the new Ketchup!”
Next to me Yang made a disappointed noise. “Damnit sis you stole my idea! you little thief. Point.”
“Woot! Weiss, Blake? Whaddya think?” Ruby looked too hopeful, and I had to hand it to her, though it was a strange thing to say, it still sounded like a proper sentence, so I just nodded.
“I think this is absurd.” Weiss hardly had the words out before Ruby gave her the poutiest face I’ve ever seen her pull. “Fine, point.”
And so the game continued. Though the only ones who seemed to take this seriously where Yang and Ruby. I had a sneaking suspicion that no matter what the game subject was, the two siblings always made a competition out of it. I had just completed my turn, putting down two packets to create the sentence ‘Most likely to: spontaneously bust out in ninja moves’ which had Yang laughing and awarding me a point. Which, sad to say, had finally put me into the positives at a whopping zero points. Was zero even considered a positive number? Whatever, at least I was doing better than Weiss, who was at a solid negative five points.
“Alright I got two to throw down, but first! Blake?” Even before I could properly respond or quirk an eyebrow for that matter Yang threw down a sauce packet in front of me that read ‘Make a wish.’ I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her. This nerd, I swear. Could I have played along and actually make a wish? Perhaps. But I don’t think ruby or Weiss would like to hear about how I wish she and I were still in bed together. So instead I leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the cheek, allowing my lips to linger there just long enough so that Yang could take the hint of my unspoken desire. I took pride in seeing the effect such a little act of affection had on Yang as I pulled away before I noticed that she had slid her second packet over to me with a grin on her face. It read ‘What are your other two wishes?’
Oh my Oum this nerd. Yes, I smiled at the stupid saying on the sauce packet. I couldn’t help it, okay? I may have also given Yang a suggestive look before Ruby’s voice interrupted the moment.
“Alright love birds it’s my turn!” Truthfully I was glad for her interruption. I don’t think I could handle the way Yang was looking back at me much longer without wanting to kiss her in a not so public friendly way. “Okay Weiss, I’m gonna have you read this one out loud ‘kay?”
I could almost hear the unspoken question of ‘do I have to’ written in the way Weiss locked eyes with Ruby before visibly deflating in defeat. “Ugh, fine, which one am I reading?”
Now, at this point, Yang all but elbowed me in the ribs to gain my attention. Sparing her a glance I noticed she had pulled out her scroll and was sporting the widest grin I’ve ever seen. And I’m talking about Cheshire cat levels here. I looked back just in time to see Weiss with her eyebrows scrunched together in question as she read the small packet in her hands. “Will you marry me?”
“Only if you’ll marry me!” Quicker than I could logically think possible Ruby shot out of the booth and was down on one knee holding out a diamond ring to Weiss. Wait, was this the scheme that Yang had let slip earlier? A scheme where Ruby somehow orchestrated a get together at a fast food restaurant, for the sole purpose of popping the question? Holy crap, it was!
I couldn’t help myself as I covered my mouth to refrain from laughing out loud just as Weiss appeared to realize that no, this wasn’t a joke, and was trying desperately to form words. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever seen Weiss speechless before! Gods her expression was so utterly priceless that I was glad that Yang had the foresight to pull out her scroll when she did.
Wait, did she know about this? That her sister would pop the question in the most bizarre fashion that only she could pull off?
Just as I turned to verbally question as much, Yang held up a sauce packet. It read ‘BEST WINGMAN EVER!’
I barely heard Weiss say yes as I pulled Yang in for a kiss by her shirt collar. “Just so you know Xaio-Long,” I say in between kisses, low enough not to interrupt the now engaged couple, one of which was now being lectured over something by the other, (take your guess who) “I fully expect a much more romantic setting when you decide to propose to me.”
“Does that mean I’m not allowed to pop the question during a game of pictionary with the dork squad?”
Rather than answer her, I shook my head as I laughed while at the same time giving her a rough shove that sent Yang nearly tumbling out of the booth as she laughed at my reaction.
Yang was such a dork...
But she is my dork, and I love her to bits for it.