A/N: Dumping ground for my AkaYona request/drabbles.
Prompt: "Teach me to fight."
"Teach me to fight, Hak."
That was all Yona seemed to say these days. She was like a little bee buzzing around his ear without stop.
"Teach me to fight, Hak."
"Teach me to fight, Hak."
"Please teach me to fight, Hak!"
If she wasn't careful, he was going to swat that idea until it was dead.
But, oh, he'd tried. He'd tried to tell her no he wasn't going to teach her to fight. Did it work?
Hell no.
The bloody stubborn woman went to Jae-Ha to ask for help! And when he failed her, poor Shin-Ah was her next victim. Kija, Yun, and Zeno were lucky they didn't use weapons to fight or Yona would be all over them as well.
She always seemed to circle back to him, however. Always back to him, like a bright butterfly seeking nectar from a reluctant, closed flower. How could he say no to her earnest face? The way her purple eyes begged him without even trying?
Princess Yona was a master of the guilt trip.
And Hak…the (un)willing traveller down that road.
He taught her to fight.