Chapter 2 - Coffee
Sometimes it's easier to say hard things in a metaphor.
Yang leaned back against a log as she looked into the crackling fire, utterly lost in thought. A smirk pulling at her lips as she reminisced.
I still can hardly believe it.
Feeling Weiss move next to her made the blond looked over. The princess wore her fake frown when she asked, "What's so amusing?"
"Oh it's nothing," the blond answered. After a pause she let out, "I guess I'm just still surprised that you were always into girls."
Weiss rolled her eyes.
"Oh come on," Yang exclaimed, "there was all that stuff with Neptune."
Weiss looked down at the ground, clearly a little embarrassed, "That wasn't actually genuine interest."
Yang looked at the heiress with a raised eyebrow, "Really?" She clearly remembered the princess practically throwing herself at the blue haired goofball.
"It's hard to explain," Weiss sighed into her words.
Yang sent the princess a look to tell her that she wasn't buying that; Yang knew there was more to this story. So she waited patiently till Weiss continued.
The heiress rolled her eyes and let out an angry little huff of resignation, "I've always liked women, but I didn't always know that I liked women."
Yang just looked at her intently while trying to figure out if she had heard her girlfriend correctly, "Riiight..."
Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose as she organized her thoughts. The heiress looked at her with that little scowl the princess wore whenever she was frustrated and trying to get something to come out the right way.
"Imagine that growing up the only thing you are told or ever given to drink is water." the heiress started.
Yang wasn't sure where Weiss was going with this, but she could tell that her girlfriend was really trying and that this wasn't easy. So she decided to just listen.
Looking into the fire Weiss continued, "Your parents, your friends, everyone you know only ever drink water. You have heard that there are some people who drink other things, but you've never really seen or actually been exposed to such a thing." Weiss had a far away look as she stared at the fire, "Water, for you at least, is the only thing you are able to drink.
"So you drink water." The heiress looked away, "because it is what everyone expects you to do. You find that you don't hate water, but you know deep down that you don't like it as much as you are supposed to. At least not as much as everyone else seems to, which makes you feel... different." A frown drew across her face as she spoke, "But you learn to deal with it and you do your best to find things you like about water, and every once in awhile there is a type of water that is more interesting than the others and so you take a sip thinking, maybe you just haven't found the right one.
"Then one day you are out on your own, and you finally see someone drinking coffee." A look of awe lightened Weiss's face as she continued, "And they look elated. It's a type of happy you've never really seen before, and somehow it resonates within you on a profound level. After that something changes inside of you. Before you always told yourself that you would only ever drink water; you wouldn't even let yourself entertain that there could be anything else. But after that day you start to imagine what it would be like to drink coffee. When you think about it you find it exciting and positively enticing; like the way you know you are supposed to feel about water. Suddenly you can't stop thinking about coffee. So one day you secretly work up the nerve to take a drink of coffee." A content smile sat on Weiss's face as she talked, "And it's better than you imagined; it feels like your whole world suddenly opens up. Coffee is amazing! You love everything about it, and it makes you feel wonderful."
Suddenly the saddest look Yang could imagine washes over her girlfriend's face, "But then you remember that you can't ever truly let yourself have it, because if the people in your world found out… they would be utterly ashamed of you and it would ruin everything that you had worked for.
"So you keep pretending, to keep everyone else happy." Weiss paused with a deep frown and knitted eyebrows, "Until one day you just can't anymore, because it makes you so unbelievably sad. And to make matters worse, you somehow found the most astonishing cup of coffee that you've ever seen. You would do anything to be able to feel its warmth, no matter what it would cost you. And it turns out to be worth it, because for the first time in your whole life you feel…," Weiss finally turned to look at Yang, "complete."
Yang's eyes were wide in wonder. She was so entranced by Weiss's story that she almost didn't hear the heiress ask in a quiet nervous voice, "Did any of that make sense?"
"Wow," was all Yang could say for a bit. "That was one of the saddest, yet beautiful things I've ever heard. And while I don't get it, I think I understand."
Weiss let a small smile touch her lips that made Yang return the gesture with a happy grin.
The heiress bit her lip and managed to get out, "You are an amazing cup of coffee," but not without blushing.
Yang felt her heart melt at the princess's words. The blond reached out to cupped her girlfriend's jaw, before leaning down to pull the wondrous woman into a kiss. It was a sweet and tender kiss, but there was a soft undercurrent of yearning behind it. Weiss's hands held onto her tightly even as the smaller woman melted into Yang's body.
When Yang finally broke the kiss Weiss curled into her chest. After the heiress had settled Yang let out a content sigh and whispered, "So are you princess." Yang's arms tightened around the heiress and she nuzzled her cheek into silky soft hair, "So are you."
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