...no, [ yang murmurs after a long pause. ] I will be, though. Might take a while, but it gets easier to deal with.
[ at least, that's what experience tells her. tai's mood improved a hundredfold after yang seriously started on the road to recovery after losing her arm. she wishes she could be as strong as for ruby as he was strong for her.
most of all, she wishes he were here. ]
Thank you, again. [ she curls further toward blake, closing the little distance between them. ] For helping and...being here. Everything, basically.
There's nowhere else I want to be. [ she says that at last, tucking her chin above yang's head as she holds her. ] I won't... lie and say it's not hard sometimes. [ like now. she sounds almost hesitant to even say that much. but she knows that yang knows how she feels about this: they're in this together. they protect each other. they help each other. ] But I know I'm not always easy either, Yang, and you've never...
[ yang's never given up on her. never acted like she was too much, never resented her baggage. blake breathes in and turns to press a kiss to the top of her partner's head, keeping herself in that position. ]
[ for once, blake is wrong. loving her has never been difficult.
to yang, it's something as natural as breathing, as easy as walking. it's an intrinsic part of who she is. (her name is yang xiao long. she's tall, has blonde hair and lilac eyes. she has a sister by blood, another two sisters by adoption, one dad, two moms. and she is hopelessly, endlessly in love with blake belladonna.)
that blake loves her back is no shock, but the tenderness of it all strikes her in the heart, causes her to tear up from the impact. she buries her face in her partner's shirt and clings to her as if she's a life preserver in a storm. ]
I love you, too, [ she answers, voice muffled and sincere. ] So much.
[ blake closes her eyes, drawing a deep breath as she pulls yang closer and starts to rub circles on her back. if she wants to cry, she can cry. ]
I should have told you sooner. [ the uncertainties of the town had just made things difficult. sure, there had been good moments to put it out there. they had been alone and content and wrapped up in each other so many times, here, but...
whatever else she wants to say dies on her tongue. she doesn't know where to begin. ]
[ yang tries and fails to hold back a hiccupping sob, weakly shaking her head to disagree. ] It's okay. Nothing to blame yourself for. I wanted to tell you, but....
[ the timing had never been right. months of separation after the fall of beacon, bushwick farms and the apathy, argus, adam, atlas.... even here, there'd been one horror after the next. pulling blake aside to talk--really talk--felt so small in the grand scheme of things. ]
[ blake understands, of course. it had always been one thing after another. she gently tilts yang's chin up to look at her, going in for a kiss, even if she can feel tears starting to fall down her own cheeks. ]
I'm with you. For as long as this place lets me, okay? No matter what Sodder or Remnant throws at us.
[ later, yang will think of this moment when before stepping through the lighthouse door. there are good reasons to stay and help everyone adjust to their new lives. but it'd be avoiding the work left behind at home. a distraction is a distraction, no matter what good intentions lie behind it.
and nothing's going to distract her from the possibility of a life with blake. nothing.
so she kisses her like the world's ending (which it is, twice over). she kisses her like she loves her (which she does so much). ]
Same here. Nothing's keeping me from you. [ she reaches up to brush away blake's tears with her thumb. ] And if Sodder or Salem or whoever else thinks differently, they got another thing coming.
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[ at least, that's what experience tells her. tai's mood improved a hundredfold after yang seriously started on the road to recovery after losing her arm. she wishes she could be as strong as for ruby as he was strong for her.
most of all, she wishes he were here. ]
Thank you, again. [ she curls further toward blake, closing the little distance between them. ] For helping and...being here. Everything, basically.
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[ yang's never given up on her. never acted like she was too much, never resented her baggage. blake breathes in and turns to press a kiss to the top of her partner's head, keeping herself in that position. ]
I love you too much to let you do this alone.
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to yang, it's something as natural as breathing, as easy as walking. it's an intrinsic part of who she is. (her name is yang xiao long. she's tall, has blonde hair and lilac eyes. she has a sister by blood, another two sisters by adoption, one dad, two moms. and she is hopelessly, endlessly in love with blake belladonna.)
that blake loves her back is no shock, but the tenderness of it all strikes her in the heart, causes her to tear up from the impact. she buries her face in her partner's shirt and clings to her as if she's a life preserver in a storm. ]
I love you, too, [ she answers, voice muffled and sincere. ] So much.
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I should have told you sooner. [ the uncertainties of the town had just made things difficult. sure, there had been good moments to put it out there. they had been alone and content and wrapped up in each other so many times, here, but...
whatever else she wants to say dies on her tongue. she doesn't know where to begin. ]
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[ the timing had never been right. months of separation after the fall of beacon, bushwick farms and the apathy, argus, adam, atlas.... even here, there'd been one horror after the next. pulling blake aside to talk--really talk--felt so small in the grand scheme of things. ]
I never knew how.
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I'm with you. For as long as this place lets me, okay? No matter what Sodder or Remnant throws at us.
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and nothing's going to distract her from the possibility of a life with blake. nothing.
so she kisses her like the world's ending (which it is, twice over). she kisses her like she loves her (which she does so much). ]
Same here. Nothing's keeping me from you. [ she reaches up to brush away blake's tears with her thumb. ] And if Sodder or Salem or whoever else thinks differently, they got another thing coming.