Prompt: "Could you be happy here with me?"
"So what do you think?" Yang shrugged, her arms held wide to prompt a response from Blake. The place was really nice, in a good part of Vale, excellent access to shopping and restaurants, and it was nestled in the roof of an old building. The ceilings slanted downward and wide windows were scattered around them letting plenty of light into what could quite easily be a dingy apartment. It was cosy but not small, and the price was perfect. Yang was in love with the place, but one word from her girlfriend would change that entirely.
"I think it's perfect. Part of me wishes I could take it." Blake looked around again, her eyes following dark wooden ceiling beams and matching door frames. It was warm and comfortable, and it was so easy to imagine it filled with Yang's furniture as well as her presence.
Yang pumped her fist internally, relief shooting through her veins. She likes it! "Do you think there's enough space for my weights and some bookshelves?" She wandered into the master bedroom and stretched her palms out as she tried to imagine her bed lined up against the wall. She wondered if her vanity would look better on the left or right.
"There's plenty of room. Why do you need bookshelves though?" Blake's curiosity was piqued, but her voice maintained its usual calm as she wondered where Yang was going with this.
"Ha! Like I don't read?" Yang snapped around to look at her partner, a teasing smile on her face and dancing in her eyes.
Blake shrugged. "I don't see you read much."
She pressed a smiling kiss to Blake's cheek as she walked past and into the bathroom. A tub and a shower, perfect. Blake didn't like to take baths, the water getting in her ears was uncomfortable at best and she didn't appreciate her fingers and toes pruning. Quick showers were her thing. Yang on the other hand, loved to both luxuriate in hot water amongst sweet smelling bubbles, and climb in a killer ice bath after a particularly brutal hunt. "Well maybe it's so you can leave a bunch of your books here."
"Yang that's so sweet." Blake's heart fluttered up and bumped against the ceiling and her smile almost hurt her cheeks. Yang turned around and faced Blake through the bathroom doorway.
"Could you be happy here with me?" She asked, her eyebrow quirked in question and Blake couldn't figure out if Yang was asking what she thought she was asking.
"What?"
"Like, with me? Here." Yang walked towards her and scooped her hands up to press kisses against her knuckles. "With all of your books?" Blake's heart had fallen from above and landed back in her chest with a thump. The impact left her body quaking.
"Are you being serious?" She asked, still wanting to be sure. She wanted to hear Yang say those words, to make sure that she wasn't just jumping to conclusions and about to make an enormous fool of herself.
Yang nudged her nose against Blake's and dropped her voice lower. "Please move in with me." Blake's ears perked and she snapped forward to briefly brush her lips against Yang's.
"Of course I will."
