About...

...your trust to me.

The moment she's done with the work, she wanted nothing more than flop onto her bed and immediately curl to sleep. Brutal tests plus an even more brutal surprise exam. Professor—cough, Doctor— Oobleck somehow always found a way to make her school days colorful. Unfortunately, not in a good way.

Her usual free time for writing had to be diverted to finish those tasks. Blake huffed, whining inwardly at the prospect of her delayed update. Hopefully, her fans wouldn't mind. After all, it's out of her control.

On her way to the toilet, she passed over her girlfriend, who seemed busy with the scroll—Saturday Night Fights, most likely. It's a routine for Yang, especially on the weekend. She'd careless about her homework—Monday exists for a reason, Blakey; that's what the blonde would say whenever she brought it up.

"I would join you, but really, I'm feeling so exhausted Yang," Blake said out of the blue after she finished washing her face. She offered her girlfriend a worn out smile that to Yang appeared more like a grimace. Those drooping feline ears were the other sign of her exhaustion.

"Sure! No need to force yourself." Yang smirked, lilac eyes playfully winked at her—a sign when she's enjoying the match so much. "I got these noobs under control."

"Yeah, alright." Blake rolled her own eyes in amusement. "I'll leave you be, then."

Little did she know, Yang's smile dropped immediately as her back turned. Yang slapped her forehead; cursing her inability to bring that topic up. It's just, it's really not her at all! Where did the Yang—the one who always tackle the elephant in the room firsthand—go? Suddenly, she has no courage to talk over a simple thing like this.

Okay, maybe it's not that simple.

"I can't believe I'm feeling insecure... just because of that monkey boy," Yang grumbled in frustration.

She doesn't hate Sun. No, not at all. That Faunus might be quite... annoying sometimes, plus he's got body that could rival hers—opposite gender wise, of course. Damn it, abs. Aside from being a great teammate in-game, that fellow blonde is outwardly extroverted. Basically, he's what Yang would be if she's a male. And that's the root of the problem-

"Why would you feel insecure?" said a voice from behind her.

Yang jumped and whirled around to the speaker. "Blake?! I didn't know you're behind me!" With a flushing face, the blonde diverted the topic. "Geez, you should really stop showing out of nowhere. It's gonna give me a heart attack-"

A finger on her lips prevented Yang from continuing her words.

Blake stared her girlfriend down. "Shut. Up."

"But-"

The glare forced the blonde to clamp her mouth shut. Still, she nodded her head just in case Blake was waiting for her response. "Mmf?" asked her in a muffled voice.

The noirette finally released her girlfriend. While some would say that the previous position was quite 'inviting', Blake's attention was fixated on a shame-faced Yang. The Faunus' expression softened, seeing lilac eyes trying to glance somewhere else. Anywhere but her face. It's a rare occasion to see Yang gets nervous.

Blake touched Yang's cheek, slowly tilting the blonde's head to face her. "Yang, what's wrong?"

For a while, the girl looked back at Blake's mesmerizing golden irises. Without a blink. There's a small voice in the back of her head that whispered teasingly; kiss her! Yet, Yang ignored the voice. The brawled averted her gaze and sighed; "It's about you and Sun."

Blake scrunched her eyebrows. "What?"

"I'm... feeling insecure because he talks to you so much, nowadays," Yang added. That's it. She broke the dam and let it all loose. Now, what's going to happen?

The Faunus cat ears perked up in surprise, while the owner let out an inaudible gasp. "Yang, there's nothing between Sun-"

"Yeah, I know," her girlfriend interrupted carelessly. "It's so funny, right? Just call me possessive." Yang glanced at the girl in front of her and let out a weak smile. "I know you won't do anything like that, Blake. I trust you. A lot."

The icy air that surrounded them slowly melted down. Blake's hand moved to grab Yang's. She firmly held the blonde's metal arm and moved it close to her sternum. "Thanks, Yang. I need this."

Speechless. Yang slowly nodded. She exhaled loudly. "I'm sorry, Blake. Keeping you up just for this shit. It's just... I can't help it. I feel that you don't trust me enough."

"What makes you think like that? Of course, I trust you!" Blake argued. Her exhaustion and sleepiness were long forgotten, washed away by Yang's words.

"You won't even tell me your writer's profile," the blonde interjected. Straight to the point. "You know, Sun revealed a piece of your fanfiction yesterday."

"He—what?" Blake nearly squeaked.

"I just don't understand what's in there that he can see but I may not. It's just simple writing, Blake. Not like I'm asking anything so private." Hurt dripped from Yang's voice. She glanced away and sighed. "Sorry, I'm demanding so much."

"Yang," Blake grabbed the blonde's hand. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way-"

"Then why is that?!" Yang snapped back at the dark-haired Faunus. Her pent-up frustration broke loose like a collapsed dam, letting all the emotions flow freely. "Why... Blake?"

The noirette sighed. "I... I'm just scared about what you'd think of me."

"What?"

"Some people don't like my... smut writings," Blake admitted. "I'm sorry, I'm keeping it from you because I don't want you to find out that I write... those kinds of stuff."

Yang blinked. Did she hear that right? The blonde snapped out from her daze and held a finger up. "Wait, hold up. That's your reason? For real? That's it?"

Nervously, Blake nodded. Only to receive a poke to her forehead. "Ow! What was that for?"

It wasn't that strong, but enough to deliver the point. Yang stood up tall, towering over her girlfriend's form. "You're wrong, Blake."

The Faunus flinched. "I'm sorry, I just can't help feeling self-conscious. You always tease me all the time, Yang."

"That's..." Now, it's Yang's turn to feel the guilt. "...not what I meant."

Amber eyes gave her a glare that meant; 'Oh, yeah? So what, then?' Blake stood still in silence, not offering any response to the blonde. Time ticked by. Awkwardly. Their gaze was trained on each other as if waiting who'd cave in first.

Yang finally threw her hands up. "Okay! That's my fault." Then she quickly added; "But, I wanna tell you something."

Blake crossed her arms in front of her chest. Clearly unamused. "Okay."

It came without a warning. Yang rushed forward and enveloped Blake in a bear hug. The Faunus panicked; the suffocation is real. She tried to escape, but it was a futile attempt. Blake choked out; "Y-yang-ukh!"

The blonde loosened the death embrace—but only for a bit. Lilac eyes met amber.

"You don't have to hide who you are because I love you for being you." Yang whispered; "And I want you for myself as much as I don't want you to change into somebody else. Understood?"

Blake's lips parted, yet no voice came out. She knew her face was burning. But that's not what rendered her speechless. Yang's words were rather... unexpected. Especially, coming from the blonde who's known for her 'i dont give a damn' attitude. Maybe... just maybe, this could work? Unconsciously, the dark-haired girl nodded.

"Good." Yang appeared satisfied. Then, she gave Blake a sly wink. "Also, I like your writing. We should try some of those scenes sometimes, y'know?"

The realization dawned Blake a few seconds later. She shuddered as steam came out from both her red ears. Even with her whole body boiling, she managed to say; "Yang. No."

An expected purring voice came; "Yang. Yes."

~-x-~

A/N: A bit longer than usual.

I like the idea of keeping the one-shot as 'continuous'. But really, I can't. Imagine each chapter in this story as 'what happens in their daily life' thingy. I hope you guys enjoyed, though. Leave a review or favs/follows behind, please.

– Karvost