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@yuri-on-bart-1319
the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) yuri that absolutely no one asked for
ME I DID I ASKED FOR THIS OH MY GOD JDKWHDYCIWKSHXJWNWHDISLWHXHDHWKACUYFOA YOU ARE MY HERO
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chat is this yuri
"the doors. are closing. please stand clear. of the doors." baylee moved her arms like a robot as she parroted the machine.
"wow, baylee," mira deadpanned. "you should go into voice acting."
baylee just laughed. "yeah, duh. have you WATCHED my ace attorney let's play?"
"what, did you voice all the characters yourself?"
"you bet i did!" baylee pointed dramatically at nothing. "objec—aah!"
baylee's impression was cut off by the train beginning to move, and as her hands flailed for something to grab onto, her body tumbled right into mira's lap.
"oh, hey, mir," she said with a grin.
mira nearly choked, doing her best to ignore how close baylee's face was to hers. "g—get off of me!"
"aww." baylee hopped to her feet, but gave mira her best puppy eyes as soon as she'd righted herself. "no cuddles?"
"absolutely not!"
mira was sure she was blushing. she could feel exactly how hot her cheeks were, and besides, she knew exactly how she tended to react in situations like this. but she did her best to appear mildly annoyed, tuning out baylee's mischievous giggles.
sorry i've been slacking lately y'all, i don't have a good excuse. more bart yuri soon i promise
sorry for lying lol
sorry i've been slacking lately y'all, i don't have a good excuse. more bart yuri soon i promise
mira couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this relaxed.
for years, she'd thought trains were her ultimate happy place. the beeps and boops, the whistles and groans, the hustle and bustle of transit rushed through her ears like a symphony, sharpening her focus and dulling her fears until there was nothing but the rails. in the cab, there was a weight to her every moment that kept her anchored in the velvety comfort of routine. blood flowed through her veins like an electrical current, blissfully in tune with the mighty vehicle at her fingertips.
this was a different sort of calm, one that was almost alien. it felt featherlike, elusive, like the breeze dancing across her skin. the symphony around her was new, and more than that, it was human. the notes from nimbus' guitar interwove with the tapping of baylee's toes and jasmine's frustrated sighs.
"don't stress out too much, jas," baylee said, lifting her head from where it lay in mira's lap. "it's just flowers."
jasmine barely looked up. "i'm not stressed, i'm locked in."
"locked in?" mira repeated.
"oh, i know this one!" nimbus exclaimed, his guitar going silent. "it means she's focused, sort of like being in the zone. isn't that right?"
baylee laid back down. "close enough. like, she's trying hard."
"right, there are also connotations of effort. one might 'lock in' during a competitive sports match, or when working on an assignment. but the way jasmine's using it here, she's referring to her engagement in the task."
"but that doesn't mean she's not stressed, does it?" mira asked.
"i'm having fun," jasmine muttered, scowling as she cast aside a broken daisy.
baylee laughed. "okay, jas. if you say so."
acoustic melodies swelled back into the air, and mira's hands once again found their place in baylee's hair. as she wound it between her fingers, letting it loop and weave and twist and fall, her heart constricted with the desire to cling to it. if she could ball up her fists, grab hold of those soft blue locks, refuse to let go...but she'd promised not to pull.
baylee shifted, and something poked mira's thigh. as soon as she grimaced, though, baylee sat up and put a hand on her horns.
"sorry," she said, looking down. "should i take them off?"
mira shook her head. "not unless you want to. if you'd rather keep them on, they stay on. just be careful."
"mir...you sure?"
"of course. i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it."
"'kay." baylee lowered her head once more, and both she and mira shuffled into a comfortable position. "better?"
"better."
nimbus glanced over at them. "while we're chatting, the seventeenth century's getting a bit old. any requests?"
"ooh, um...can you do the one from stardew?" baylee piped up.
nimbus nodded once, flipped through his binder, and began the new song. a smile spread across baylee's face as he did, and a splash of gratitude soaked its way through mira's chest. baylee deserved more smiles like that, the ones that came as naturally as breathing, that lit up her whole face with a soft glow, that weren't meant for anyone but herself. they were so fleeting, and mira would pay almost anything for the power to make them stay just a moment longer.
she leaned back against the mossy oak and looked up at the sky, squinting into the sun. how long would it linger up there? how much time would it grant them before moving on to the next stop on its journey? how soon would the doors close on this moment of peace? mira closed her eyes. for maybe the first time in her life, she wished she could remain stationary.
"ta-da!" jasmine cheered, snapping mira out of her musings. "i did it!"
"nice work." nimbus leaned over to admire it. "it looks secure."
"yeah, i tied up some of the weaker spots with grass. it kept breaking, but eventually i kinda made it work."
"cool." baylee moved her head gingerly, careful not to poke mira again.
jasmine crawled over and placed the flower crown atop mira's head. "here."
mira blinked. "for—for me?"
"yeah!"
"but you spent so much time and effort on it. don't you want to keep it?"
jasmine wrinkled her nose. "no! giving it to someone's the whole point! it wouldn't be fun to just keep it."
"well...okay." mira glanced up, although she knew she couldn't see it. "thanks."
"you're welcome!" jasmine grinned, bouncing up and down.
"are you gonna make one for me now, jas?" baylee asked.
jasmine frowned. "i—well, i—"
baylee burst into giggles. "i'm kidding, i'm kidding! i know it drove you crazy. and it looks prettier on mira anyways."
"sure it does." mira rolled her eyes.
"yeah, no, i'm not doing another one," jasmine said, making a face. then she glanced over at mira. "it's a labor of love, though. don't worry."
mira simply nodded, but jasmine's words echoed in her mind. a labor of...love? it was just a turn of phrase, of course. she knew that much. but even so, it imbued the gesture with a gravity that settled into the pit of mira's stomach. she knew jasmine admired her, as a natural extension of her love for all things transit, but this felt personal. once again, mira wished she could reach out, hold jasmine to her chest, and refuse to let go.
it was a ridiculous idea. jasmine had a family to go home to. mira had trains to operate. the sun continued its steady course across the sky. but a crown of daisies rested on mira's head, and though it could slip easily, she'd be sure to catch it if it fell. it would only last a few hours, or maybe a day or two in the fridge, but during that time, she'd be sure to keep it close to her heart, to protect it as fiercely as she could, to cherish it with everything she had.
mira had never liked the rain. it meant frizzy hair, soggy clothes, and muddy footprints, not to mention the issues it could cause for the trains. the gray skies were depressing, and it made being outdoors entirely unpleasant. in short, she hated this weather.
baylee, however, seemed to be having the time of her life. she'd declined mira's offer to share her umbrella, instead opting to stick her tongue out, spin around, and jump into just about every puddle they came across (fortunately, she was at least considerate enough to skip ahead so that mira wouldn't be splashed). her polka-dotted rainboots provided ample protection, although mira suspected she might've been doing the same even if she were barefoot.
she must have re-dyed her hair recently, because the water running off of it was blue. by now, the entire length of her pigtails was drenched, and it was a miracle the stickers were still attached to her horns. her coat seemed to be waterproof, but the front of her dress was dripping down onto her boots, and the lower part of the skirt had gotten soaked all around as baylee twirled.
most importantly, baylee was laughing. each puddle brought a new fit of giggles, and each sigh from mira sparked a mischievous grin and increased the laughter tenfold. her perpetually grinning face shone like a diamond amidst the dreary gray of their surroundings, and the sound of her voice soared over the endless pitter-patter.
so when they reached her apartment and the safety of the awning, mira took her hand, brought her arm around the slippery-wet back of her coat, and pulled baylee in for a damp, dreary kiss, closing her eyes and enjoying every second of it.
baylee calls mira "mir" and mira is like shut the fuck up you're not my friend
(they are friends)
i'm real sleepy and not articulating stuff well but you understand the vision right? like "hey mir! how're the trains!" "it's mira. and i'm busy."
could become rivals to lovers type thing if you care for that. after all a fandom with no yuri is no fandom at all
when mira got off the train and through the turnstiles, baylee was already sitting there on one of the station benches, legs daintily crossed.
"mira!" she exclaimed, leaping off the bench and up into mira's face. "i got you something!"
mira frowned. "a—a present?"
"well, it's not much, but..." baylee rummaged around in her bag for a moment, then produced something flat and rectangular. "here!"
mira took it and inspected it. "you—did you know i liked dark chocolate?"
"yeah, you mentioned it once!"
mira inwardly cursed her now-fluttering heart. "and you...remembered?"
baylee grinned. "of course i did! don't you know the way to a girl's heart is through her stomach?"
now, mira was sure she was visibly blushing. "i don't remember inviting you into my heart," she grumbled.
"then just take the chocolate, mir. jeez." baylee elbowed her gently. "are you really gonna complain about me giving you chocolate?"
"no, but—what's the occasion, anyways? why did you buy me something?"
mira might've been going crazy, but she thought she spied a blush of baylee's own lightly coloring her cheeks. "i was in whole foods in a silly goofy mood."
"you shop at whole foods?"
"no!" baylee sounded genuinely offended. "i told you, i was in a silly goofy mood!"
"whatever that means." mira rolled her eyes.
"it means a silly goofy mood, mir. what's not clicking?"
mira sighed. "thank you for the chocolate, baylee. now are you going to let me walk home by myself?"
"pfft!" baylee laughed. "now why would i ever do that?"
"hey, mir!"
mira groaned externally, wishing her heart would stop fluttering like that. she was getting pathetic, with how much she looked forward to hearing baylee's voice calling her name, how it got her through long, frustration-filled days like today. "baylee," she said as uninterestedly as she could.
"the valks are on tonight!" baylee said with a grin, gesturing to her lavender t-shirt.
mira blinked. "the what?"
baylee groaned. "the valkyries! don't tell me you haven't heard we have a new wnba team?"
"oh, the valkyries. yeah, of course i've heard of them."
"okay, sorry!" baylee held her hands up. "nimbus hadn't, so..."
"nimbus? the bird guy?"
"yeah, the one who lives under, like, fifty rocks."
mira sighed. "well, i live in an apartment. anyways, are you trying to convince me to watch basketball with you?"
baylee grinned, almost sheepishly. "well...only if you want to."
"and if i don't?"
"...please?"
mira rolled her eyes. "i don't like basketball."
"but don't you like women?"
mira's heart skipped a beat. "i'm...sorry?"
"like, girls support girls, y'know?"
"o—oh. so you're—you're weaponizing feminism to convince me to watch a sport i don't care about."
"yeah, PLUS the women are hot." baylee giggled. "assuming that's what you're getting all flustered about."
"i—i'm not flustered!" mira exclaimed, trying to control her blush.
"sure, mir. but anyways, come watch with me? pleeeeaaase?"
"ugh. fine," mira grumbled. "it's not like you'll let me say no."
"you got that right!" baylee poked mira's arm. "now c'mon, we gotta catch the pregame!"
it's been a long day.
naturally, mira's well aware of how absurdly dangerous it is to doze off on the job. she can't afford to even come close to something like that. she's learned how to concentrate all her energy like a laser beam, making sure never to risk a mistake.
this means, of course, that on a day like this, as soon as she's off the clock, the tiredness takes over. she thinks of calling baylee to cancel, but she's already on her way there, and just imagining the energy it would take to not only pull out her phone but to have to disappoint her girlfriend like that makes her want to pass out on the spot. so she shuffles the whole way to baylee's apartment and knocks feebly on the door.
when baylee answers, she's as bright-eyed as ever. grinning, she waves mira in, waits for her to pry off her shoes, and leads her over to the couch. "tired?" she says as they sit down.
mira nods weakly. "long day."
baylee sighs sympathetically, pulls mira in for a hug, kisses her forehead...
mira opens her eyes and blinks a few times. "eh?"
"morning, beautiful!" baylee sweeps mira's bangs out of her face.
"what time's it?"
baylee squints at the clock. "uh...ten twenty-six."
as mira sits up, a blanket falls to her waist, and she realizes her head was on baylee's lap. "i fell asleep."
"yeah, you were tired."
"you...you gave me a blanket, and..."
"yeah." baylee squishes mira's cheek. "you're too cute. how could i not?"
mira rolls her eyes. "i didn't mean to sleep through our whole evening."
"it's okay, mir." baylee smiles softly. "there'll be more. lots more."
the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) yuri that absolutely no one asked for
ME I DID I ASKED FOR THIS OH MY GOD JDKWHDYCIWKSHXJWNWHDISLWHXHDHWKACUYFOA YOU ARE MY HERO
mira had to wonder how she'd ended up here.
if you'd told her a few months ago she'd be sitting on baylee's couch with a bowl of popcorn, she would've laughed in your face. the very idea would've seemed absurd, impossible. but somewhere along the way, that blue hair and those golden eyes and that adorable little laugh had become indispensable to her.
"here." baylee sat down and wrapped a big purple blanket around mira's shoulders. then she wriggled underneath it herself and wrapped her arm around mira's shoulders.
"thanks," mira mumbled.
"hm?"
"oh, i—nothing. i just...said thanks, is all."
baylee grinned. "you're so very welcome. now give me some of that popcorn."
mira shifted the bowl closer and rolled her eyes fondly as baylee shoved a large handful into her mouth. "you're not going to wait until we start the movie?"
"mmm!" baylee said, muffled by popcorn. "'s always worth it to do airpop! hot damn!"
"...right."
"sorry, what were you saying?"
mira shook her head. "i said, don't you want to wait until we start the movie?"
"but netflix doesn't have previews!"
"...and?"
"you have to eat all the popcorn during the previews! it's, like, a rule!"
mira simply stared. "i think most people like to do the opposite."
"yeah, if you're a freaking loser!"
mira sighed. "let's just start the movie, okay?"
"okay!" baylee leaned over and kissed mira on the cheek. "sounds great."
"hey, mir!" baylee said as soon as her face popped up on screen. "so what do you think?"
mira sighed. "i knew there'd be creeps, but...jesus."
"yeah, that's how it is streaming as a girl."
"it's ridiculous!" mira exclaimed. "honestly, who raised these people? what makes them think it's acceptable to behave like this?"
"yeah."
"did no one teach them any manners? or do they just not care? god, someone needs to find these idiots and unplug their routers."
baylee laughed. "just don't ban too many of them, okay?"
"what? why not?"
"i mean, if you ban all the pervy men, who's gonna donate?"
mira stared. "your genuine, self-respecting fans, maybe?"
"yeah, but like, the incels are part of the twitch ecosystem, y'know? they're an e-girl's natural predator."
"ugh, predator is right."
baylee grinned. "well, i'm sure you did a great job. thanks again."
mira meant it from the bottom of her heart when she responded, "it's my pleasure."
carefully, mira unwrapped the top of the foil and took a bite.
a symphony of flavor radiated through her mouth. spicy, savory, cheesy, meaty goodness seemed to overtake the world as she chewed. she couldn't help letting out a satisfied "mm!"
"good?" baylee bounced up and down on her toes.
mira nodded vehemently, mouth full.
"see? i told you they were the best!"
mira swallowed, then had to resist the urge to immediately take another bite. "i guess you know what you're talking about."
"they don't call me the GOAT for nothing!"
"goatshlleatmmthing," mira said through a mouthful.
baylee giggled. "not this GOAT! only the best of the best for me!"
"eat your food," mira grumbled.
"relax! don't you wanna enjoy our little date?"
mira rolled her eyes. "don't get ahead of yourself."
"okay, mir." baylee sighed. "not a date."
mira tried to focus on her burrito, but her mind suddenly insisted on wandering. they'd been flirting, she knew that. baylee's invitation hadn't just been about the burritos. but...a date? with baylee? in all honesty, she couldn't pretend the idea wasn't alluring, but she wasn't ready for something like that.
at least, not yet.
baylee would say this shit to mira and she'd be like "you mean incredibly dangerous and to be avoided at all costs?"
I’ve officially decided my favorite relationship trope is “at first I was perpetually bothered by your mere existence but somewhere along the way you became my best friend and oh yeah I’m also in love with you.” Nothing else matters.
