About...

...a waste of time and space.

"Blakeeee!" her girlfriend whined.

The usual. Every time she was about to enter a state of peace while reading her novel. There's always something Yang would say and then she had to listen to her girlfriend's rambling. And ended up not reading even a paragraph from the book. Blake rolled her eyes and huffed. Yeah, the usual.

Still, she turned to the blonde—only to regret it the moment she did—who was laying on the bed. With her head hanging off the edge followed by the golden cascade of hair waterfall down to the floor. Yang made a red carpet a brand new definition. But it wasn't the main issue that Blake regretted. It was the blonde's lilac eyes. Big. Wide. Baby-like. Hypnotizing. Did Ruby teach her girlfriend the art of manipulating people?

Yang pouted, snapping Blake out of her daze. It's cute. But over time, even the cutest thing can be pretty annoying. Blake hated how she couldn't say no to that look. Every. Single. Damn. Time.

"Blake?"

Said girl morphed her expression into something less irritated and more patient. She knew it's obvious, though. Yang could differentiate which is 'Blake, annoyed and wants you to leave' and 'Blake, totally annoyed but still putting up with you.' It's always later.

"Yes, Yang?" the dark-haired girl tried to keep her tone flat.

"Am I a waste of time and space to you?"

Thump. If Blake was startled, she didn't show it. After all, as they said, few could guess her expression. In the other hand, she's already used with Yang's mock-hurt face. Even if the blonde tried to look as sad as possible like a puppy who got kicked on the butt. Note: Blake hates puppies. It doesn't matter what you did as long as you resemble one, she won't love you.

"What's with the sudden question?" she asked back, not eager to babysit Yang–screw her attention-demanding antics–for the moment being.

"I don't know," Yang shrugged. "It's like... all you do is reading and ignoring me. I feel so unwanted. Like, maybe I'm just a waste to you."

Guilt-trip. It works every time. But not today. Blake wasn't going to give a fig. So, instead of rolling her eyes like usual and throw a pillow followed by a short 'quit it yang' comment, the Faunus stared long and far into Yang's pools of lilac. Intense was another word since the blonde started fidgeting uncomfortably under the gaze she miscalculated as a glare.

"Yang."

Said girl almost jumped. "Huh? Ya?"

Blake narrowed her amber eyes. "Do you know why you are such a waste?"

Yang pointed to herself in disbelief. "Wait, I am?"

The Faunus nodded. "Mhm."

Yang blinked. Several times. "No?"

"You're waste because you're a matter that occupies time and space," Blake explained. Then, the corner of her lips curled up into a playful smirk. "Thus, that's why you... matter, to me," she emphasized the word 'matter'.

"Eh?" Yang was dumbstruck. No, more than that. She didn't expect it at all.

And Blake certainly enjoyed that look. The face that someone would make when they don't know how to respond to the sentence. A look that quickly transformed. Her girlfriend's cheeks warmed up as she broke their eye-contact. Blake giggled. Should she pull out her scroll and snap a picture?

Yang threw her gaze away, unable to stare back at the victorious Faunus. Her face burned–something she rarely feels, being the one who always makes people get flustered. The blonde held the urge to feel her cheeks, knowing doing so would only make it worse. Yang Xiao Long, blushing like a cute girl? No friggin' way. She's anything but cute. Damn it. She knew Blake slays, but she didn't know she could do that to her as well.

"Hmm, how was that?" Blake asked, grinning in satisfaction.

"S-shut up!"

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A/N: It's defo has been a while. I'm not sorry. xd

Thanks, my fav person, for giving me the inspiration for this scene.

~ Karvost