"Yeesh, the belly's getting' awful big, ain't it?"

The blonde has her shirt pulled slightly up, glancing at the pregnant bump on her stomach. She had to admit that it was weird for her to see, used to seeing her abs there. She glances over as she hears the sounds of her girlfriend as she peeks into the bathroom.

"Yang, it's not that bad. And, besides, you're going to look beautiful no matter how your belly gets, all right?" Blake says as she walks a little further into the bathroom, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. Yang had been performing her daily glance at herself as she brushed her teeth and, as usual, Blake was right there to reassure her. Hands move to lovingly stroke the bump that has since moved over once rigid abdomen. Her slightly kinked tail (a useful appendage for calming Yang down) gently brushes along Yang's hip, drawing a soft sound from her. "Trust me, you're gorgeous."

"Ya spoil me too much, ya know… I might as well be addicted to Blake snuggles, now…" She says, leaning back against her girlfriend with a sigh. "Guess I'm just gonna have to get used to it. It's gonna get harder to move around, so I've heard. That kinda sucks. Though… I think I could feel a lil' better if a certain special lady wants to give me a massage~"

"You and your massages…"

"Hey, how can I help it when my girlfriend has goddess fingers? Oh, especially when you do that kneading move, there… It's really purr-"

"Yang, if you finish that sentence, you can just lay right down on that bed and forget all about anything like a massage."

"Yes, ma'am." Yang says with a chuckle, gently putting her hands over Blake's as they lay on her tummy. She adjusts her tank top a bit, the slightly tight fabric needing to be moved to a more comfortable position. "Well, I'm ready, if you're ready…"

"You really should start thinking of maternity wear, Yang… I don't think that tank top is going to-"

"Hold my mass expansion of boobage?"

"I was going to say 'be comfortable on you that much longer', but whatever you want to say. The point is, we need to get something that you'll be comfortable in. Not something that squeezes you or is too tight."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. We'll do that tomorrow, how does that sound? We can drag Ruby and Weiss along for the ride! Ruby's said she wanted to go shopping for baby clothes with me for weeks, now, too. We can get all prepared for the baby while gettin' me some comfortable lazy clothes. Hit two birds with one stone, right?"

"I suppose we could. We'll give them a call tomorrow. I made the mistake of calling them at night, once. It isn't something I wish to repeat."

"Ohhhh… Were they sleepin'?"

"No, they weren't. Nooo, they weren't…"

"Oh…"

"Yes."

"They were…?"

"Exactly."

"How much did you hear?"

"The panting was enough."

"Yikes."

"Weiss gets this strange rasp to her voice when she's doing such activities, apparently."

"An', with that, this conversation is over. Massage time, kitty cat. Take my mind away from the dark place you just brought it."

"You were the one who asked." Blake says, giving a few little nips to the back of Yang's neck with a purr. "Go lay down, I'll be out in a second. I just have to change-"

"Into your sexy-as-hell kimono thingy? You sure do know how to spoil a girl, Blake-y~" Yang says, spinning around to plant a wet kiss on her girlfriend's lips. "How do ya want me?"

"However you want to be, Yang."

"Well, then, I'll be as ready as can be… Get your sexy rear out to the bedroom ASAP, when you finish." Yang whispers, moving her lips to Blake's ear and gently blowing a soft breath against it. Blake shivers a bit at the low, husky tone the blonde uses, never failing to send heat to her face.

Yang pulls back and winks, moving away with a very suggestive sway of her hips. "Really lookin' forward to that massage, Blake." She murmurs with a grin that could melt even the coldest of hearts, slipping out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Blake must actively work to pick up her jaw after THAT particular display.

Yes. With pregnancy, Blake had discovered, came an increased libido from her lover on occasion. Likely from the various hormones turning the blonde's body into a playground. Though, sometimes she didn't want anything at all and just wanted to snuggle… When she wanted Blake, she made it very obvious. Blake found it very hard to resist such advances, especially when her voice took on that low tone that was full of mischief and promises of a wonderful night. Blake had also discovered that the little bump of Yang's belly was especially sensitive, causing Blake to press many a loving kiss and whisper to the warm skin. They both had ways of making each other unravel into pools of useless goo. Needless to say, they were doing just fine in regards to the bedroom.

She changes quickly into her kimono, her cat ears twitching slightly as she hears Yang humming in the bedroom and… Well, that's the sound of a tank top hitting the floor… Blake bites her lip before slowly walking out of the bathroom, her mouth growing dry as she sees her lover laying on her side (as, it was becoming uncomfortable for her to lay directly on her stomach) with the top of her body completely bare. Her back faces Blake, though her head is moved so that she can peer over her shoulder to look at her girlfriend with that heart-throbbing grin of hers.

"Ready enough for ya?"

Oh, this was going to be a wonderful night.

"Awww, it's so cuuute!"

"I know, isn't it just the best thing ever?"

Yang grins at the little outfit in her hands, her younger sister joining her in her enthusiasm for it. The redheaded huntress speeds ahead, petals bleeding off her as she grabs another outfit. "Oh, oh! How about this one? This one's adorable, too! So much cuteness, I can't take it!"

"Oh, you're right!"

Ruby takes a big slurp of fruity drink she picked up along the way to the store before another outfit gains her attention, leading her sister over to it with a giggle.

Blake walks slowly behind the two chirping sisters with Weiss (the alabaster haired woman huffing a groan of 'Be careful, you dolt! I'm not paying for the destruction of store shelves, again!'), her ears flicking slightly as she bites her lip. "I hate to say it, but we're going to have to put a lot of those back… We don't really have the money to get all this right now. Besides, that's too many baby clothes-"

"Consider it a gift."

"What do you mean… Wait… Weiss, no."

"No, what, exactly?"

"You're not buying these for us."

"I am."

"No, you're not. I'm not going to let you-"

"Blake. I am the owner of a multibillion-lien corporation who barely uses a chunk of her vast fortune for herself. I think I can afford to buy you baby clothes. You can think of it as a gift from me to you two in congratulations. So, shut up and let me buy them, alright?" Weiss huffs, casting a raised eyebrow over to Blake.

"So, what do I owe you?"

"You don't owe me anything. What part of 'I'm buying them' are you not getting, exactly? Let me put it in terms you may understand, then. I buy clothes for baby. Blake owe nothing. We all happy." Weiss says in a slow, openly mocking tone.

Blake's eyes narrow as she pouts at her friend. "To think, I was your maid of honor. How insulting."

"Oh, yes, it's so horrible receiving free things. It's so horrible that my dearest friend is buying me baby clothes out of the goodness of her heart, boo-hoo…"

"I just…. don't like having to rely on people."

"Blake, it's hardly relying on me to let me buy you clothes for your child. It's not like I'm trying to buy you a mansion. You don't have the money to pay, right now. I'm saying don't worry about it. We're a family. And, family helps each other out. It's supposed to, anyway." Weiss mumbles, looking at Blake with a serious expression. "Let me handle this for you. It's the least I can do for all you and Yang have done for me."

Blake can't help but let a smile slip onto her face at Weiss' serious expression, finally nodding to the woman. "Alright, alright…"

Up ahead, Ruby and Yang are having their own conversation. Yang looks at her sister with a smile as they both look through clothes, leaning against the shelf slightly. "So… How's married life?"

"A lot like normal life, really. Except, I get to roll over to the woman I call my wife and give her smooches! Plus, I think it's really good for her to be away from the Schnee name, y'know? She's MY family, now. So, making her happy makes me happy." Ruby chirps, taking another big sip of her drink.

"So, are ya gonna have kids?"

Ruby promptly proceeds to snort into her drink in surprise, now feeling fruity taste all up her nose as she coughs and sputters. "W-Whaaat?"

Yang grins, raising her eyebrow. "I know you heard me."

"I-I dunno, I, u-um, um, uh…"

"Relax, I was just askin' if ya see it down the road."

"I dunno, Yang. I mean, I'd love to have a kid. Look at how excited I am for YOUR kid. I just… We JUST got married a few months ago and… well, I dunno Weiss' opinions on kids very well…"

"Well, that's somethin' you're gonna have to discuss with her, if ya want it in the future. Look, relax that terrified expression on your face. I didn't say ya HAD to have one, I was just askin' if you ever saw it happening. I got baby on the mind, alright?"

"Yeah, I know. I'll have to talk about it to her, sometime. But, not for a while. I think I'll let some time pass before I bring it up that I'm interested. Especially since we've got a lot of stuff goin' on, at the moment…"

"How so?"

"Well, we've just been really busy, lately. Weiss has been working her butt off to wipe her mother's legacy away from Rose Dust…"

Yang winces slightly as the memory comes back, the insane lengths the Schnee family would go to destroy their daughter. She, herself, had nearly been killed by a sniper in the process. That battle had left them all with unpleasant scars. She and Weiss were lucky enough to have scars that were fairly easy to hide, but Blake and Ruby hadn't been as lucky.

Every time she thinks of how the kinked tail of her girlfriend came into being, she is brought back to the rage she had felt when caving in the chest of mercenary who had caused it. She was brought back to the metallic taste of blood in her mouth as she took another step, absorbing another shot from a high-caliber sniper rifle.

She felt worse, when she saw Ruby. She knew for a fact that Weiss had blamed herself for Ruby's blank eye. But, it was really no one's fault except for their enemy.

"How's the goings? I don't really keep up with the news…"

"It's tough, Yang. Tough on her, tough on me, tough on everyone… A lot of people support her, but there are plenty more that want to cut her down. She's surging progress forward for faunus workers, giving them medical insurances and equal payments… Hell, she even has speeches openly supporting more rights… But, there are people who don't agree with her and have no problems trying to hack her arguments to bits."

Yang nods slowly to Ruby as she speaks, being very used to having her little sister vent to her. For the longest time, Yang was the only person Ruby COULD vent to.

"And, sometimes there are faunus that are accusing her of pretending… Like, pretending that she wants to help, just to get a good image on herself. To trick them or something, it's just…"

"Frustrating."

"Yes! Weiss works so hard to make that company better… And, what does she get in return? Anger, bitterness, and mis-trust. That's not… That's not fair."

"Well, sad to say it, Rubes… I think you know as well as I do that life ain't fair or easy… The bigots can go fuck themselves, but… The faunus have been oppressed for a long time, Ruby. Horrible things have been done to them under Schnee Dust's hand. It's not gonna be an easy transition. Weiss knows that."

"I knew that, too, but… It's more than that. I've been hearing these rumblings that a few faunus are seeing themselves as… superior to humans."

"And?"

"Who would you target, if you were a faunus trying to send a superiority message, Yang?"

"Ah…"

"Yeah, 'ah' is right. So, with all that goin' on, we don't have time to fit a kid in the mix. I'm kinda worried… about you, too."

"Heh… Really? You're worried about me?"

"Don't just laugh it off, Yang. I'm serious. Something about this situation isn't right… I just have a bad feelin', okay? I really think you should have the baby in one of the hospitals owned by Weiss. Y'know, just to make sure."

"Ruby. I may be pregnant, but I'm not any less strong-"

"Damn it, Yang, this isn't about you being strong…!" Ruby says lowly, her one silver eye taking a steely look (though her white eye narrowed, as well). "I didn't want to have to say this, but you're a human giving birth to a faunus baby. I, personally, love it. But, others don't feel that way. You're going to be making enemies on both sides and I don't want you going into labor in a place that can't be ONE-HUNDRED percent sure that nothing bad will happen. With as much anti-human and anti-faunus sentiment as we seem to have boiling over, we can't take ANY chances. For you or your baby."

Yang is taken aback for a moment by her sister's insistence, but relents with a sigh. "Alright, we'll go pop out a baby in Weiss' place. But, how are you so sure that it's such a safe place?"

"It's a place that Weiss finances, Yang."

"Right."

Yang had heard that Weiss had an absolutely brutal background check, of which she personally checked using many resources. Any criminal activity was discussed thoroughly, as well as any other temperaments that they may have had. Weiss wanted to make certain that there was no such activities, however hidden away, going on in her company. From doctors, she was ESPECIALLY insistent to know every bit of schooling they had received. Their job was to help save people, after all.

She seemed quite determined to have no one like her mother associated with her company.

"So… Will you do it?" Ruby asks, having noticed Yang still hadn't exactly given her a definitive answer to her question.

"Yeah, I guess. If it makes ya more comfortable, then who am I to say no to a little extra reassurance?" Yang finally replies, giving a little shrug. "Though, you have to know that I'll pound anyone who tries to touch my baby to death."

"I know, Yang. I'd just feel more comfortable to know my big sis is giving birth in a place I know is safe… y'know?"

"Yeah. So, now that we got that all figured out, why don't we get back to cooin' at baby clothes?"

Ruby lets a happy smile come to her face, nodding slowly. "Of course…"

"Blake?"

"…"

"Blake?"

"…"

"Blaaaaake…?"

The onyx haired girl's cat ear slowly twitches, finally registering her girlfriend's quiet whispers as it swivels toward the blonde. Though, having no night vision and having a girlfriend whose hair and ears were black as the night, Yang couldn't tell if she was being heard or not.

"Are you awake?"

"I am, now."

"Sorry…"

"Don't be." Blake murmurs, rolling over to look at the blonde as she rubs her eyes. Yang was now quite a bit into her pregnancy, so her being awake or getting up in the middle of the night wasn't uncommon. Especially with the increased pressure on her bladder making her have to get up and pee a number of times during the night. She would always try to be as quiet as she could, but Blake was a very light sleeper and would often crack an eye open to make sure her girlfriend could get there alright. Though, it was uncommon for Yang to directly talk to her…

But, she had somewhat expected the blonde to be tired out from a day walking around with her sister. Especially since Ruby had gone up to almost every to every cute baby outfit (Codeword: EVERY baby outfit) she saw and showed it to her. They, thanks to Weiss' stubborn insistence to buy them the items, now had enough clothes, diapers, toys, stuffed animals, strollers, carseats and blankets to keep them well-prepared for their baby's early childhood. The only thing that kept Weiss from buying food, too, was the knowledge that it could go bad before it was used. She could tell already that their daughter could potentially be spoiled rotten by her aunt Weiss.

Though, the look on the cashier's face when he saw the amount of things he had to scan had been absolutely priceless, she must admit.

She yawns once as she gains her bearings, needing to also blink the sleep out of her eyes, before finally speaking. "What's the matter, Yang?"

Yang fiddles with her fingers a bit, her hands resting on her large belly. She bites her lip and looks at Blake, opening her mouth to say something before closing it. "Um… Never mind, it's stupid. Go back to sleep, if you can…"

"Yang," The woman in question freezes when she hears the tone of Blake's voice, being very low and concerned. "If there's something wrong, just tell me… Is this an uncomfortable position for you? Do you need to be propped up? Is there discomfort in-"

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Yang suddenly blurts out, her cheeks red with a small blush.

Blake is silent for a moment, her ear twitching once before she asks a quiet 'what?'.

The blonde blushes again, her finger-fiddling becoming a bit more nervous after such a simple question. "I, um… I just… wanted to know if you… if you think I'm pretty or not…"

Blake's ear twitches again, her amber eyes shining through the silent darkness of the room. "Okay… So, before I answer this completely obvious question, what brought this on?"

"Well, I was just thinking… I mean, I'm gettin' big… Like… REALLY big. I've got this belly, this really funny waddle in my walk, I got all sorts of nasty stuff comin' outta me, I'm swollen, like, everywhere… I just… Sometimes I feel kinda-"

"Yang Xiao Long, if the words that I think are about to come out of your mouth come out of your mouth… I'm going to be very upset." Blake replies, putting a finger to Yang's lips to cut off that particular train of thought. "Now, I'm going to take my finger off your lips, but I want you to just listen to me. Okay?"

"Mm-hm." Yang mumbles, her voice slightly muffled from Blake's finger being firmly pressed to her lips. She does as she was asked, staying silent when the slender finger of her girlfriend slips off her lips.

"I don't want you talking about yourself like that, Yang… I don't care how big you're getting, how funny you think you move…"

"You forgot about the nasty stuff…"

"What did I say about talking?"

"Sorry."

"Yang, my point is that… You're beautiful. Nothing is ever going to change that and nothing is ever going to change my mind. You should know this, know what I think of you…" Blake murmurs, shifting slightly downwards.

"Um, Blake?"

"Talking."

"R-Right…"

Blake's hand curls under the black maternity shirt over Yang's upper body, gently tugging it upwards to reveal the swell of the blonde's belly. She looks over it for a few silent moments (causing Yang's cheeks to slowly gain a red color akin to her sister's famous cloak) before leaning down to press her lips against the smooth skin.

"Do you feel that?" She asks, gently closing her eyes as she continues to press her lips against Yang's belly. Yang doesn't know what Blake's talking about for a moment, but soon feels a tiny jolt from inside. It brings a small smile to her face, her cheeks still slightly blushing.

"She's kicking…" Yang replies, looking up at Blake.

"That's right… What's happening, here, may be a bit odd to you… But, you will never be anything less than beautiful. You're making life, here… It has its difficulties, yes. But, never think anything less of yourself for any of this… You're beautiful. And, you're always going to BE beautiful. That beauty is going to come to her, too… Both the inside and the out… Yang? Are you crying?"

Yang sniffles a bit, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. She lets out an embarrassed cough, looking slightly away. "I'm not cryin'. There's somethin' in my eye."

"Both of them?"

"Aw, shut up…"

Blake laughs quietly and slips up to her girlfriend, wrapping her in a hug. "Somebody, long ago, told me that it was alright to cry… She said 'It's alright to let things out, Blake… It just hurts more to keep 'em inside. If ya ever need a shoulder to cry on… Mine's always there for you.' She was very insistent."

"Do I know this girl?"

"Oh, I don't know… You may have met her once or twice. Does this sound familiar? Tall, blonde, gorgeous, with a smile that could make the rainiest day sunny? " Blake asks, leaning up to kiss Yang's lips with every description.

"Well, she sounds like competition, to me…" Yang says with a smirk, slowly beginning to return the kisses.

"Oh, she's something, all right…" Blake whispers, a sharp bite of her canines making Yang hum pleasantly in response. After a few moments of gentle kissing and nipping, Blake slowly leans back. "You should get some rest, Yang… You had a long day, today. And, we still have something to do, tomorrow."

"We do?"

"Yes, we do… We have something very important to accomplish."

"What's that?"

"You'll have to wait and see, won't you?"

"You're such a tease."

"You know it."

"C'mon, how 'bout a hint?"

Blake looks at Yang with a smirk, opening her mouth as if she's going to give Yang what she wants. "No."

"Aw, you suck…"

"Well, you never complain, when I do."

"Was that supposed to be an innuendo? I'm very disappointed in you, Blake-y. I thought I taught you better than that."

"Worse than that, is what I think you meant."

"Either way, a better innuendo was required."

"Go to sleep, you goofball." Blake says with a chuckle, leaning forward to kiss her girlfriend. "You'll find out tomorrow, Yang."

"Oh, alright. But, you should know how impatient I am, by now…" Yang replies, moving to lay on her side with a small grunt.

"I know very well how impatient you are, sweetie." Blake purrs, slipping behind the blonde and cuddling up to her.

"You do know that I'll probably moving, like, a hundred times during the night, don't you?"

"I'll deal with it, when it happens. Get some sleep, pretty lady."

"What a charmer~"

"Well, this IS something we haven't thought of doing, yet…" Yang says with a smile, turning to a grin as Blake puts her arm around her shoulder.

The clank of paint cans is heard on the tarp-covered floor as the last of the paint is brought into the room, Blake nodding slowly. "Well, better to paint the nursery sooner rather than later. Can't let your hard work go to waste, can we?"

The nursery, which Yang had enlisted the assistance of her sister for, was a room fitting for a child with the last name of Xiao Long. It was of large size, large enough for a hyperactive toddler to run around in to their heart's content. And, once they had filled it with the gifts that Weiss had bought yesterday, it would no doubt look amazing. It was also located close to Yang and Blake's bedroom, so that was a good thing. If they heard any trouble from either Blake's ears or the baby monitor, they would be able to quickly get there and fix it.

But, before they could set it up… They had to paint it.

"Well, the work wasn't THAT hard… I mean, c'mon, lookit these guns." Yang says, flexing her arms and winking at Blake. "Right~?"

Blake laughs, shaking her head as she picks up a brush and pops the top off of a paint bucket. "Guns of steel, sweetie."

"Knew it. Sooo, what're we painting this like? Ohhh, is this gonna be one of your artsy things? Like… Paint us as angels over the crib or something?"

"W-What? No, I don't… I don't even know how to respond to that. But, yes, I do plan to paint something here- No, not us as angels, Yang, don't even say that again."

Yang closes her mouth with a small laugh, striding forward to stand over her girlfriend and peer into the paint cans. "Purple?"

"Lavender, actually. I think it'll look nice, don't you think?"

"I'm surprised you didn't wanna go with black, or something."

"I don't know, I just don't think that would be a very nice color for a baby's room. I always liked the color… It makes me calm… I was hoping it would have that effect on her, too?"

"Whatever ya think, hun." Yang replies, picking up a brush of her own and spinning it in her hand. "But, what do you want me to do?"

"Well, you…" Blake says, sliding the lavender paint bucket closer to the blonde. "…are going to help me lay down the base color for the room."

"Cool beans."

"Just make sure to spread the coat evenly-"

"I think I know how to slap paint on a wall, Blake. No worries! I got this~" Yang says, plunging her brush into the paint and moving to the wall to start painting it.

Blake merely shakes her head in amusement, needing to hold in her laughter as the blonde begins to hum an off-key tune as she paints. Not wanting to waste any time, Blake picks up her own brush and begins to paint nearby. There's a very content feeling in the room…

For a few moments.

*Splotch*

"Yang?"

"Yeah?"

"You just got paint on me."

"Heh, sorry~"

Blake's ear twitches at Yang's tone, filled with her trademark mischief. "It's alright… It's an old shirt, anyway."

They both go back to painting, Yang's humming filling the room again. Blake isn't hit with any more paint, with her eventually forgetting about it and focusing on the wall. Until…

*Splotch*

"Yang."

"Yes~?"

"You did it, again."

"Silly me~ I'm so clumsy…"

At this, Blake looks over to Yang. Her girlfriend is looking at the wall, slathering the paint on the previously white wall. Her lilac eyes move slowly over to meet Blake's gaze, a smirk coming to her face as she gives the faunus a wink. This causes Blake to raise her eyebrow, realizing that the woman was doing this on purpose. She wanted a war, did she?

"Yes, you really are… Whoops." Blake says, suddenly sliding her paintbrush way to the side and covering Yang's hand with lavender paint.

Yang giggles a bit (one of Blake's favorite sounds, save for… other noises that Yang makes), looking at her now purple hand with a grin. "Ya got me. Congratulations, let's give Blake-y a round of applause!" She begins clapping her hands, the paintbrush still in her hand causing speckles of purple to fly out and hit Blake.

"You're asking for it, Yang!" Blake says aloud, though her laugh is heard bubbling through her words as she wields her paintbrush like a weapon.

"Bring it on, Kitty, I may be preggers, but I still got it~"

Blake moves forward quickly, landing two long smears of paint across Yang's chest before the blonde slaps her own brush on the top of Blake's head. Both of the women laugh, striking their brushes across the other as paint is flung all around in what is no-doubt the paintiest paint war that Remnant has ever known. No side loses and the losses are colorful, though one could say the victor was Blake when Yang had to sit down against the wall to catch her breath.

But, Blake sat right down in front of her, instead.

Both have paint all over their clothes and hair (which Yang had taken remarkably well), Yang panting softly and leaning back as little spurts of laughter escape her. Blake's eyes slowly move to her girlfriend's belly, smiling when she sees a bit poking out from under her maternity shirt. She takes a smaller paintbrush and gently dabs it in the paint they had been using, moving forward to slowly roll the shirt up until the entire roundness of the bump is on display.

"Whatcha doin', now?" Yang's slightly winded voice asks, though she has a smile on her face when she looks up.

"Just a little something…" Blake murmurs, gently stroking the brush along Yang's skin. The cool paint makes Yang shiver a little, causing Blake to gently laugh.

The pregnant blonde watches as Blake paints on her belly, the faunus' tail swaying slowly behind her. It becomes quickly obvious what Blake is doing, Yang's smile growing infinitely more warm and loving as she continues. Yang stays silent the entire time, merely watching.

Blake pulls back when she finishes and Yang laughs. "You're… You're awesome, you know that?"

"I try."

"Silly… You never have to try…" Yang murmurs, her hands moving forward to take Blake's hands in her own and move her closer. Their lips press together in a kiss as soon as they get close enough, though Blake separates after a few moments and slips downward to Yang's stomach.

On Yang's belly is a series of small, purple hearts, the biggest heart being located right where their unborn child rests inside her. Each stroke of each heart is tenderly drawn and elegant, pure love being shown with each one.

Blake leans forward, gently pressing her lips to the center of the largest heart. The faunus begins to softly hum a song she had heard Yang hum countless times, this one never being as off-key as any of the others. Yang had told Blake long ago that it was a song Summer used to sing to her children before bed, a song of comfort and hope.

She wants to pass that on to their child, the feeling that both of her mothers are feeling right now.

Safe, loved, and full of joy.