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Promises Kept (ch5) - Bumbleby Thursday

Drabble for RWBY Week 2019, Day 5

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A/N:  Just so you know, since this is being written right after vol6, all of these drabbles are basically set in the context right after the end of the volume or during the finale.

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Bumbleby Thursday

By the time they'd all settled down to rest on the air ship, night had fallen.

Ruby and Weiss are dozing nearby, while Yang hasn't left Blake's side since she'd come to her aid hours earlier back at the waterfall. Her hands are still on Blake's, rubbing softly.

Blake had closed her eyes as well to try and sleep, but Yang keeps herself alert a while longer to look over the rest of them. Some part of her knows Blake won't be able to keep her eyes closed for long without her mind delving back to pull up horrible images.

Yang feels her flinch, hears the tiniest gasp jump up from her chest. Gently, she curls her fingers through Blake's and gives a squeeze.

"Blake...?"

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After being apart for so long Blake finds it hard to sleep and now that they are finally back together she finds her way to Yang's room for comfort.

For Bumblebee Thursday!

Blake almost felt like she shouldn’t be here, hiding out at their safe house when she’d only come into the battle halfway through. She hadn’t even gotten a scratch on herself.

But her friends and teammates had brought her along without a second thought, so willingly and naturally that it made Blake feel silly for ever thinking she didn’t belong.

They’d been given a large bedroom to share during their nights of recuperation. Being this was the first and it was following a physically and emotionally-exhausting battle, everyone else had fallen right asleep. 

But Blake sat up in her bed for the umpteenth time, woken from the potential slumber once again by guilt and nightmares and images of blood. She bowed her head into her hands and tried slowed her breathing. Part of her felt she deserved this restlessness, but the other part knew she didn’t. That was the part of herself she’d forged during her time with her teammates. 

When she finally lifted her head again she looked for them. Ruby and Weiss were fast asleep in their beds. Blake had seen the blood on Weiss’ side and she’d watched Ruby collapse. They both needed rest.

Her eyes ultimately strayed to Yang’s bed on the other side of her own. Her partner’s back was facing her, and Blake almost took it as a sign to stay away. But she dared to defy that self-doubt.

So she found her balance and made her way over to Yang’s bed, pausing a timid distance away. There was still so much she wanted - needed - to say to her...

She gasped softly when she noticed Yang turn over, eyes already open and expectant. Blake took a step back.

“S-Sorry. Did I wake you?”

Yang shook her head, then pushed herself up.

“I’ve been awake. What’s up?” She made room for Blake, a clear invitation. 

The Faunus girl exhaled and accepted the seat offered to her. She folded her hands in her lap, head bowed, still nervous to look at her directly.

“Just couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” 

She heard Yang shift a little.

“That makes two of us.”

Blake finally managed to look at her, and her eyes were soft and kind. As if nothing bad had ever happened between them. As if Blake had never left her.

Yang laid herself back down, holding the blankets up so Blake could lie beside her. It felt like they were back in their old dorm room again, just providing comfort on another exam night. Blake felt the blankets settle over herself and she naturally shifted closer to her partner. Yang kept her prosthetic arm beneath her pillow supporting her head. The other hand laid palm-up between them.

“Wanna talk about it?”

Blake cautiously let her own hand cover Yang’s and squeezed gently.

“Not really. Not yet...”

“That’s fine. We don’t have to talk. Just get some rest.” She closed her eyes, willing Blake to mimic the motion.

Blake nodded slowly, but her heart was still thumping hard against her ribs. 

“Yang?”

Her lavender eyes fluttered open again.

“Yeah?”

“I... I do want to talk... to you... a-about a lot of things. I just-”

“It’s okay,” Yang soothed. “We’ll have plenty of time for that in the morning. We’re not going anywhere anymore... Not without each other. Right?”

The question she tacked on at the end was almost scared, almost uncertain. Blake squeezed her hand more fervently.

“Right.”

And Yang seemed to relax. A small smile spread across her lips and her eyes closed again.

“Then we’ll talk tomorrow. But for now just rest.”

Blake nodded again and followed suit, closing her eyes as well. Yang gave a slight pull to her wrist, and Blake slid closer. 

Before long their arms were around one another, chests pressing close, and their lips had come together. Over and over. 

And by the time morning came, they found there was really nothing left to say.

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Bumblebee prompt: "we might die here," "nope I love you too much to die" after fight "did you say you love me?" "... * embarressed mumbling"

For Bumblebee Thursday!

They were surrounded, outnumbered, but it wasn’t anything new. They’d faced more Grimm than this at once before and still come out of it alive. Except those times they’d had the advantage of being uninjured on their side, and they’d had Ruby and Weiss with them as well.

By now the old wound on Blake’s stomach had opened up again, and Yang had dislodged her prosthetic a while back in order to free herself from the jaws of a wolf. 

There was no time to breathe. The beasts just kept coming, slashing and snarling. It gave the huntresses no choice but to use whatever means necessary to avoid certain death. When the bullets ran out and the sword had shattered they resorted to kicking and punching. 

But in spite of how many they’d killed there were still more.

Blake staggered back, a wave of dizziness crashing over her as pain pounded in her gut. Blood was still leaking out of her wound, and with how low her aura was getting it wasn’t staunching as effectively. When she spared a second to glance behind, she saw that Yang was already burning out. The flare of her semblance was weaker than Blake had ever seen it before, and it terrified her much more than the wolves did.

Two more pounced at each of them. Blake kicked hers in the throat and heard Yang land a heavy punch at the other. When they next staggered, their backs bumped one another’s. Their shoulders heaved in time, blood dripping at their boots. 

Blake saw the red staining Yang’s hair, coating her face. When she met her eyes they had already faded back to lavender. Blake panted against her, ears tattered.

“Yang, we... we really might die here...” As she said it, the words made the reality all the more probable. Tears welled up behind her eyes and started spilling down.

She felt Yang’s weight sag against her back and turned her head. Yang was breathing hard, covered in blood, her only remaining arm clutching her chest. But in spite of it all she gave Blake a pained smile.

“No way...” she rasped. “I... love you too much to die...”

The words didn’t register right away, but Blake’s ears perked up tall.

“W... What-”

But Yang’s eyes fluttered closed and she dropped to her knees. Blake shrieked and knelt to catch her.

“Yang?!”

The wolves snarled and rushed forward. Blake cried out and pulled Yang to her chest, covering her with her own body as the claws and teeth came-

And then the battle cry of reinforcements. Ruby and Weiss and a dozen others charged in just in time to slaughter the last of the Grimm. 

Blake tried to stay awake, but she couldn’t. The last thing she remembered was the subtle warmth of Yang in her arms.

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When she next regained consciousness she was in the infirmary. Yang was lying in the bed next to hers, and Blake made quick work of getting up to go to her. 

She sat there for a while, holding Yang’s flesh hand, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept. 

Somehow they’d both made it.

When her eyes finally opened, Blake leaned over her anxiously, until the worry faded into relief.

“Yang...”

“Mm... Hey, Blake. Good to see ya.”

Blake felt the tears dribbling down within seconds, a small laugh working its way out as she shook her head a bit.

“Good to see you too.” She curled her fingers through Yang’s and gave a squeeze. “Yang... before, did you... did you say that you... love me...?”

She watched her partner’s face turn pink, watched her jaw drop.

“I-I uh... did I...? S-Sorry, I-”

But Blake leaned forward and quieted her with a kiss. She both felt and heard Yang’s little wheeze of surprise, felt her hand clutching Blake’s in return. She could tell Yang was shocked, but not opposing it at all. She could tell she wanted more. 

So Blake kissed her again, and this time she felt Yang kiss back. A purr rose up Blake’s throat as she slipped her hand up to Yang’s chest, over her ecstatic heart.

“Love you, too.”

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Bumblebee version of The Golden Room. Yes, that is my prompt

For Bumblebee Thursday!

Blake sat at the piano in the music room after school like she did every day. Her fingers glided over the keys with ease as the melodic tinkling song danced through the air. Her ears flicked, the sensitive fur picking up on each pleasant vibration in the notes. She hummed in time with the music, eyes closed, easygoing.

She played for a while, until she finished her song. When she opened her eyes and glanced to the clock she was right on time. Yang would be finishing volleyball practice right about now. 

So Blake covered the piano keys with care, then packed up her book bag and made for the door. She headed for the gym, her ears already picking up on the distant sounds of sports-related shouting and cheering. 

When she and Yang had first started dating, Blake had often showed up to her practices before she started. But that had served to distract Yang because she’d always be gazing out into the bleachers and admiring Blake rather than focusing on her match. It had earned her a few hits to the face. So now Blake opted to go after the practices were over.

As she reached the gymnasium doors, she heard a whistle blow as the coach declared practice over. She knew Yang would be the first one running to the locker rooms to change so she could get to the music room to see Blake as quickly as possible. Blake hadn’t told her she’d be coming to the gym today. It was going to be a surprise.

So she waited outside the doors for a few minutes until she could hear a familiar excited voice from the other side. 

“See ya, guys! I’m heading to the music room!”

And Blake prepared herself to step out and surprise Yang as she opened the doors. She’d just failed to remember one little detail.

The doors opened outward.

So when Yang hurried through and gave a good shove, there was a loud thud and a yelp from the other side. Blake felt the impact like a rhino charging her and she staggered back.

“Ah-!”

“Oh shit-!”

Yang’s shriek was all she heard before she felt the strong pair of arms around her waist and back, supporting her before she could fall completely. Blake groaned and lifted a hand to her face, but she didn’t feel or taste any blood.

“Blake?! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were here!”

As Blake finally got her bearings back and the pain began to fade, she shook her head slowly and blinked.

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“Well you did, that’s for sure. You okay?”

“Yeah.”

Yang kept both arms around her as Blake lifted her head and gave a smile. Her nose was red so Yang leaned down to kiss it. Blake purred and looped both arms around her neck, then guided Yang’s lips down to her own.

“Surprise.”

“Ya got me real good, Blakey.”

“So did you.”

“Nothing I can’t kiss better~”

So Yang started peppering kisses all over Blake’s face as they headed down the hallway. Blake told her to pay attention to where she was going, but she didn’t listen. A minute later Yang was the one getting hit in the face with a door. 

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Yang and Blake dance together on top of the rooftop every now and then ever since the dance. One day, instead of apologizing for a misstep, Yang stutters out her love for Blake.

Whenever the nights were warm enough, Yang would wait for Ruby and Weiss to go to bed before creeping down and waking Blake. She'd take her hand and lead her out of the room, not even bothering with shoes or a change of clothes. They'd hurry through the carpeted hallways to a secret stairway, and then scurry to the top until they'd reached a door.

Opening it led them out to a flat section of the roof. It probably wasn't permissible for them to be here, especially at such an hour of the night, but weeks of sneaking out had yet to get them caught. 

They figured they might as well use it to their advantage for as long as possible.

This was their twenty-fifth night of doing this now, and even though they were in their sleepwear, they never failed to enjoy themselves with a few dances.

Yang would've thought that twenty-four nights of practice would see that she stopped accidentally stepping on Blake's feet, but she was out of luck. And so was Blake.

A particularly hard stomp had sent the Faunus girl crumpling to the ground with a short whimper, though that quickly melted into a soft chuckle at the blunder.

Flustered, Yang crouched beside her and hugged her shoulders tightly, blabbering quickly.

"Ahhh, crap crap, Blake I'm so sorry!" she cried. "Sorry, sorry, I love you!"

They both froze at that, and Yang quickly scrambled back, so quickly she landed on her backside, hair frazzled and face red.

"I-I mean I-"

Blake could feel heat in her own cheeks as well, but she couldn't stop her lips from curling up into a smile. She reached out and offered her hand to Yang, slowly helping her back up.

"Well then," she murmured. "I guess that makes two of us."

When Yang realized the meaning of her words, she squealed out loud and picked her partner up, twirling her several times before kissing her full on the lips.

They enjoyed it for only a moment before they realized Yang's excited cry had given them away, and they hurriedly ran hand-in-hand back to their room.

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Blake is trying to study and Yang keeps trying to distract her with cat toys like balls of wool and laser pointers :3

Blake had been minding her own business with her nose in her books when she'd been rudely distracted by... something.

That red dot again. 

Growling, she whipped around to glare at her partner.

"Yang, I know it's you. Stop it."

The blonde innocently put both hands up. 

"I don't have a clue what yer talkin' about, Blakey."

The Faunus girl grumbled, but turned her back.

The laser stopped after that, but a minute later, she heard Yang get up and cross the room. Blake was about to ask her what she wanted, but before she could, a blue feather on a string was dangled before her face.

Blake promptly swatted it away, but Yang interpreted it differently.

"I knew you'd like this one!"

"I don't like it, Yang," she grumbled. "Quit it." She grabbed the feather and tossed it up at her partner, pointedly holding it beneath Yang's nose to make her sneeze.

"Okay, okay!" Yang said, taking a step back. "No feathers."

She went back across the room, and Blake thought perhaps she'd been finished, but she wasn't so lucky. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed something move beside her chair. When she looked up, she could see it was a ball of yellow yarn that had rolled toward her.

The string led all the way back to Yang.

Blake scooped up the ball and hurled it across the room, nailing her partner in the head. With a huff, she turned back to her papers.

After that, Yang gave up.

But when Blake had finally finished studying, she went to the blonde and looked at her expectantly. 

"Well?" she said.

"Well what?" Yang asked.

Blake blushed. "Now that I've finished studying, I... want to play."

Yang put a hand to her mouth to hide a squeal before she threw her arms around Blake and gathered her toys.

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Blake and Yang confessing to each other in Dragon's Curse AU

Blake had been her aide for five years now, putting the both of them at fifteen years old.

Yang had always liked her since the moment she'd met her, and she liked to believe Blake felt the same.

Blake had gotten her own room in the castle, but on occasion she would share Yang's bed with her.

It was one of those nights when the half-princess was feeling a prickle in her chest. Blake was staying with her tonight due to a raging storm outside. They'd just changed into their sleep clothes and curled up together.

Yang's question came out of the blue.

"Hey, Blake? How do you... feel about me?"

Blake's ears perked tall with surprise as she laid there, facing her. She thought through her answer first before replying slowly.

"You're my princess," she said. "It's my duty to protect you no matter what."

"I know," Yang said. "But I mean... well, like... would you kiss me?"

Blake's ears went flat with surprise.

"I..." She didn't have an answer right away this time. "I... If you were to request it, I'd do anything."

"Okay," Yang nodded. "So... would you want to kiss me?"

Blake's cheeks were already pink.

"W-Would you want me to want to kiss you?"

"Blake!" Yang chuckled. "Don't ask me what you want! Just... tell me what Blake wants."

The Faunus girl was silent for a long moment, and Yang waited patiently for her response. When it came at last, she smiled.

"I'd..." Blake swallowed. "I think I'd like to kiss you."

"Well then I'm ready when you are!" With a grin, she waited, keeping her eyes on Blake's.

The Faunus girl froze; she had no idea how she should be doing this. She'd kissed Yang's hands before, but never above the wrist, let alone her face.

All she could manage right now was pressing a kiss to her cheek. 

Yang chuckled. "Thanks. Can I have my turn?"

Blake nodded slowly.

"Lemme show you..." Yang murmured. 

She slid her hands up to cup Blake's cheeks softly, nails running lightly through her hair and over her ears to calm her down a bit. Then, Yang brushed their lips together ever so slightly, letting Blake pull away if she wished.

But she didn't. In fact, Blake only pressed closer to deepen the contact.

Yang eagerly kissed her back, again and again until they'd both run out of breath. The half-princess nuzzled into her aide's neck.

"I love you, Blake," she confessed. She heard a small gasp.

"Yang..." she whimpered. "Yang... do you... a-are you sure...? I mean I'm-"

"My best friend," Yang finished for her. "And yes, I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life. I love you, Blake."

The Faunus girl's golden eyes were wavering with tears. She swallowed and sniffed once before hugging her tightly.

"Me too..." she whispered. "I love you too, Yang. I have for a really long time."

Yang smiled and kissed her again.

"That makes two of us."

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About the monochrome thing I sent earlier. Could I make it Blake talking to Sun, Yang gets upset and Blake offers a night out to a bar to make up while trying to explain? Could I switch it? ;^;

[Of course, deary~ I just made it a park not a bar because they're underage aha sorry]

Yang had always been a little jealous of Sun. She assumed it was because he was also a Faunus like Blake; maybe there was some kind of... unspoken bond between them because of that.

Ever since the dance when Sun had slipped in between them to dance with Blake, Yang had felt as though her partner tended to stick around him rather than her.

This morning, Yang's good mood had been shattered when she spotted the two together. Sun was ruffling Blake's hair, effectively messing up her bow and ears. Blake pawed playfully at him to fend him off, chuckling softly.

"Sun! Stop it!" Blake laughed again. But when she next looked up, her smile fell instantly. She noticed Yang watching them, seeing the hurt in her eyes. Blake quickly bid farewell to Sun and hurried over to her partner. "Yang..." she said quietly. "Yang, come on. Don't look at me like that. It's not what you think. I promise."

Yang nodded slowly, but her voice was thin. "Yeah. No, sorry, Blake. I don't know why I feel so... defensive of you. I know you have other friends and can do whatever you want, but I just feel..."

"Betrayed?" Blake guessed.

"N-No! Of course not!"

"Yang, I get it. I'm your partner. I don't think I'd be too happy if I saw you messing around with some guy either." She took both of the blonde's hands, stepping close to brush their cheeks together. "I'll take you out tonight and explain properly."

As she said, they went to Vale that evening. They got dinner first, and Blake was relieved to see her partner's smile had returned. After that, they held hands as they walked the town, simply enjoying the atmosphere.

It was when they reached the park and took a seat on a bench when Blake brought Yang's fears to an end.

"Yang..." she murmured. "No one could ever replace you in my heart. You're too special."

Touched, the blonde squeezed her hands. 

"You too," she said. "You're so special to me, Blake."

Neither had to ask, because they both knew.

They kissed softly, just once.

But it was clear there'd be more to come in the future.