Aaaand, I did it! I actually wrote a fic a day for twelve days! I feel like this is a promise of good things to come. Why don't we finish off with some nice Bumblebee fluff? I haven't given Yang enough love, and Dust knows she needs some.
Blake couldn't sleep and for once, it wasn't because of stress or fear. She was just too happy to close her eyes.
A warm blanket that smelled of Yang was wrapped around her shoulders, she was sitting on a soft couch that bore the same scent, and a tree that she had helped decorate glowed softly in front of her. A week ago, when Ruby and Yang invited her and Weiss to spend Yule with them, Blake had been thrilled. Now, she was deeply content, aware of her team sleeping peacefully in the rooms down the hall.
At that moment, as if to prove her wrong, footsteps sounded from that direction. Her uncovered cat ears flicked as her girlfriend entered the room. Yang looked at Blake and grinned, immediately walking over and plopping down next to her.
"Hey." The brawler pulled her partner close with one arm, touching a kiss to the top of her head between her ears. "Too excited to sleep?"
Blake's ears flattened and she shyly brushed her lips against Yang's neck. "Maybe a little," she murmured. "You?"
Yang shivered happily at the timid kiss. "Yeah. It's a bit of a tradition for Ruby and me to wake up earlier and badger Dad till he gets up so we can open presents. Also, I walked by the guest room and saw Weiss and Ruby all cuddled up and thought: 'Hey. That's a pretty good idea. How come I'm not doing that?' So, you're basically stuck with me till morning."
"Hm. I think I can manage that." Blake wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's midsection and nuzzled her shoulder. "You might need to get under the blanket so you don't get cold," she added, blushing at her boldness. Was it really only a few months since they first started dating and Blake was too nervous to do much besides hide her face in the crook of Yang's neck and accept her kisses with a few repressed, embarrassed purrs?
Similar thoughts were going through Yang's head as she adjusted the blanket so that it covered both of them. She hugged Blake tightly, feeling her heart melt when her partner responded by snuggling closer. "I'm really glad you decided to come home with us."
Blake nodded, closing her eyes. "Weiss and I would have been okay in the dorms, but it's much nicer spending Yule together as a team."
"Also, let's face it: You two would've spent break pining over the absence of your amazing girlfriends," Yang said with a smirk. "You'd be writing sad poetry while Weiss put it to tragic music. I can see it now."
"Yes, that's exactly what would have happened," Blake deadpanned. "What in the world would we have done? We might have just wasted away. Thank you so much for saving us."
Yang snickered quietly. "No problem. I think a reward is in order, though."
Taking the hint, the cat Faunus moved away from her partner's shoulder enough to brush a kiss against her lips. She sighed as those warm arms wrapped more snugly around her. A rumbling purr rose in her throat as Yang brought one hand up to rub the base of her left ear. In response, she tangled her fingers in Yang's golden hair, eliciting a low growl and an even tighter grip from the brawler.
Ruby had once said that few people who touched Yang's hair lived to tell of it. Blake was definitely happy to be one of those few.
When the kiss ended, both girls were panting a bit. Blake took a moment to rest her head on Yang's shoulder as her breathing returned to normal. She let out a quiet yawn. "I think I can fall asleep now."
"What, am I boring you?" Yang asked playfully, nuzzling the top of her head.
Blake chuckled. "No. You're just really warm." She gently kissed her girlfriend's collarbone. "And…I feel really calm when you're close like this." She felt her cheeks heat up at the somewhat-cheesy comment.
Yang felt her own face flushing at Blake's words and gladly lay down, pulling her partner with her. "I feel the same way," she admitted. "Too bad we can't be like this all the time, huh? Exam stress would just not exist."
"Fighting Grimm would be a bit more difficult," Blake pointed out, resting her head on the pillow while scooting closer to erase any space between her and Yang. "Yang?"
"Sup?"
Blake closed her eyes and smiled softly. "Thanks again for having me over. This is the best Yule I've had in a long time."
Yang brought up a hand to gently stroke her partner's ears. "Were they really that bad with the White Fang?" she asked. "You don't have to answer."
"They just didn't celebrate anything," Blake muttered. "Adam would get me a small gift each year to cheer me up, but it wasn't like how it was before the White Fang changed. We actually felt like a family back then."
"Do you ever miss Adam?" Yang asked as she kissed the tip of Blake's right ear.
"Yes," Blake sighed. "He was my mentor and was like an older brother before he became…different. I think I'll always miss him." She tilted her head up to meet her girlfriend's concerned gaze. "But, it doesn't hurt as much as it used to. I have you, Ruby, Weiss, and the others. I'm okay."
Yang softly kissed Blake's forehead. "Good to know." As always, she felt herself melt when she looked into those fierce, gorgeous amber eyes. "I love you," she said, her own eyes glittering happily.
Blake's heart warmed and she immediately moved up to peck Yang's lips. "I love you too." Those words felt just as strange and wonderful as they had the first time they had said them to each other. She didn't think she'd ever tire of hearing or saying them. She rested her head in the crook of Yang's neck, purring quietly as she drifted off.
Just before falling asleep, Yang glanced toward the electric clock that sat near the tree. It was a little past midnight. Just past the tree, she could see snow falling outside the window. She closed her eyes, a peaceful smile on her face. "Happy Yule, Blake."
Whatever you celebrate, I hope you have a great time with the people closest to you. I'll hopefully be seeing you soon in more upcoming fics. Until then, Happy Holidays and peace out!