Blake is calmly reading in the living room when her other half busts through the door. In fact, she quite literally bust through. The door now swings limply on its hinges as Yang stands in the entry hall, adrenaline practically pouring off her, hair more of a mess than normal. Blake set the book aside, knowing that she wouldn't be continuing that chapter tonight.
"You would not believe who I just ran into! I was down at the store and there he was, Junior! He had on this stupid shirt that had a bunch of pineapples on it!" The blonde cried, walking through the archway separating the living room and entry hall. Blake rolled her eyes and got up to meet Yang halfway. She got close to Yang and hugged her, enjoying the warmness that constantly emanates from Yang.
"Yang, can't it wait till tomorrow? It's 11pm and you've been gone all day." Blake said, petting Yang's golden locks. Not many people could get away with touching Yang's hair, but the faunus knew her boundaries were more extensive than most others, especially Ruby. Besides, maybe Yang would get the hint that she too, desired to be pet. It's one of those things that don't go past closed doors, and Blake is very shy about it, but Yang loves it.
"But I don't want to wait. It was so exciting!" Blake looked at Yang tiredly and gave her a little peck on the cheek. "Please? For me?" Begged the faunus, lowering her voice. Yang calmed down a little and smiled, accepting the moment. Returning the previous kiss with one a bit more passionate, she then left towards the bedroom. Blake smiled wide and followed suite.
The mornings were always hard for Blake. First of all, Yang had a habit of snuggling with Blake and sleeping in, which meant that she had to fight the grip of Yang. Secondly, Yang was really warm, and not in the sense that it was uncomfortable. In fact, it was quite the opposite for Blake. Yang emanated this comforting and enveloping warmness that just sucked you in. And Blake loved it, especially on the weekends when she could just lay in bed all day with Yang if she wanted.
Sadly, today wasn't a weekend, so Yang had to be at work by 7 and Blake always made a fresh pot of coffee every morning. Besides, the house was so quiet in the mornings, she could read and watch the rising sun. It was very peaceful. So Blake slid her legs out from under the heavy covers and slipped her feet into her dog slippers. Yang loved to mess with Blake, so she got her those slippers one day. But Blake used them, because they were really comfortable, and helped her get out of bed. She stood up and stretched, yawning a bit, and headed out of the bedroom to go about her normal morning routine.'
After about twenty minutes Blake heard a rather loud yawn from the bedroom and knew Yang was up. Not too long after, the lumbering woman walked into the kitchen, passing right through the living room. Blake decided to go meet her at the coffee maker. But when she walked into the kitchen, there she was, sleeping at the kitchen table. Blake went over, shaking her head, and gave Yang a little shove.
"Babe, wake up, you have to get ready for work." Blake said, rubbing Yang's back as she straightened up in her seat. Yang yawned once again, and rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah I know, just let me wake up a bit." Yang said. She took a sip from her mug and started working on waking up. Blake smiled, placed a kiss on Yang's head, and went back into the living room. But it wasn't long before Yang walked in, uniform on and everything, and gave her another kiss, before leaving for work. Yang was a part of the local police, except she specialized in cases that involved rough and tough situations. Anything from beating a group of robbers up to busting down heavy doors. Blake however, worked from home, writing romance novels for young adults. Everything in their world was perfect. Except, the night before, they had a very serious talk. Blake remembers it very clearly.
Yang had gotten into bed and waited for Blake to change and get in as well before bringing it up. When she did though, she had on an air of seriousness that Blake never thought Yang could possess. Whatever brought that upon Yang must've meant a lot.
"Blake? Do you like kids?" Yang had asked the faunus, throwing her off guard. Blake looked over at Yang, and took a moment to comprehend the question before answering. And when she did, she was hesitant.
"Yeah, why Yang? What's up?" Yang looked down at her lap, and was silent. Blake was a bit concerned at this point, until yang spoke up again.
"Well… I uh… I was considering…" Yang stuttered. Blake was absolutely shocked at how flustered Yang was. This was so unlike her. "I was considering adopting."
There it was. The bombshell. Not once had Yang ever seemed like the kind of girl to settle for children. Blake didn't even consider herself a family girl either. But the thought seemed nice. However, it's always been just that. A thought. And here Yang was, bringing it up. Blake had no idea how to respond.
"If you really don't want to, it's fine. I just thought, it's just us here in the house, and I don't know. After graduating from Beacon, Ruby went off with Weiss, and while the job is exciting and all, I miss the thrill of taking care of someone younger. I looked after her for so many years, and after moving in with you, I thought, who better to start a family with than the most amazing kitty cat in the world." Yang finished that statement with smile. And God didn't Blake hate it when Yang called her kitty cat, but now wasn't the time for that. Yang obviously felt like she was missing a part of her life and felt that starting a family would help. But what really hit Blake, was what Yang said next.
"And besides, you would be the second best parent ever. After me of course." Blake simply couldn't deal with Yang. She shoved the blonde a bit, a smile spread fast across Yang's face. Yang meant a lot to Blake, and Blake meant a lot to Yang. But starting a family? Was she ready for that? Blake thought true and well about it, and finally answered Yang.
"If you really want to, I'm with you, every step of the way." Blake said, pulling Yang in close. Blake thought she had felt a warmer warmth coming off of Yang that moment, but thought nothing of it.
"Oh my God Blake I'm so happy you are willing to do this…" Yang started rambling about the whole thing, but Blake cut her off with a kiss.
"Can we sleep now?" Blake asked, laughing a bit. Yang nodded, realizing just how late it was, and pulled Blake in. She was one warm cat that night.
