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          “ hey, yang? ”  she pauses, looking at the blonde with hesitation in her eyes.  “ would you ... would you come with me to get my hair cut? ”

@ryoshan LETS FUCKING GO

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“so… what are we now?” Yeeeeng

5 word prompts ( selectively a. ) @gcrdens.

          their trek to atlas had been tiring beyond belief.  the ship dimmed down the lights as they approached an atlas airspace.  after all, everyone was tired / worn down to the bone, so a little nap while they approached their destination couldn’t hurt.  the ache in blake’s eyelids persisted for a while as she began to drift off, but the soft whisper of yang’s quickly brought her into full consciousness.  “ i ... well —”  

          what are they?  teammates, partners, certainly much more than friends.  they’re a bonded pair.  for a moment though, the thought of romance, a real romance scared her senseless, sent strong shivers down her spine and through her legs.  so she decided to hold off on giving them a label.  okay, so maybe the belladonna isn’t immediately ready to say that they’re dating.  or girlfriends, or lovers, or anything like that.  maybe someday, when all of this is said and done, they could be.  but right now, blake just wanted to enjoy the comfort of her partner, and make sure that they’d stick together no matter what.  

          threading their fingers together, the faunus raised yang’s mechanical hand to her mouth ( she very quickly glanced around the main cabin of the ship to make sure they were all sleeping or not paying attention ).  blake slowly, but carefully, kissed the surface of the spray - painted limb and allowed her lips to linger.  she spoke against the cold metal like her life depended on it.  “ we’re ... together. ”