Steven Universe's "It's Over, isn't it?" – wonderful song, had some sad vibes not really linked to the fic, but I wanted to listen to it. Also, it contains some minor spoil of Steven Universe, so… watch the show before you listen to the song. It'll have way more impact
A sunny afternoon, a great book and the company of her favorite dragon… Blake sighed in delight at how perfect this day was to her. It was calm, and surprisingly, Yang was busying herself in silence not far from her. Yang being silent was unusual, but peeking from behind the cover of her book, Blake saw that she was deliberately remaining silent to let her read in peace. Smiling, she wondered for perhaps the millionth time how could someone be so kind.
Trying to persuade herself that she was indeed reading, she abruptly thought that one day or another she would have to admit her feelings for the blondie. Surprised by the impromptu thought, her cat ears raised up in surprise. Something was… weird. Somewhere deep inside her brain, an alarm bell rang as hard as it could, but it was too late. She didn't listen to it anymore.
Instead, she felt even better than before if that was even possible. She closed her eyes and her book, breathing in deeply a scent of lemon. Lemon? That's when she realized that the air was filled with the scent of lemon grass. She should have been worried by that, seeing how it always shot her feline instincts to their max… But she just couldn't. It was like all of her social barriers were down, as if she couldn't experience shame or restraint anymore. As she glanced toward Yang, the last rational part of her brain gave up, seeing that the brawler was busying herself with weaving lemon grass while sitting on a catnip plant.
She briefly realized why she loved the place that much before starting laughing out of the blue, almost ecstatic. That of course got the attention of her partner.
"Blake, you okay?" the blondie said worriedly
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" the Faunus laughed, giving up against gravity and letting herself fall in the grass. "I mean, the day is beautiful, the book is great, and the company is gorgeous. Why wouldn't I be fine?" she said, knowing very well that her future self would have to bear with the consequences of her words.
Knowing that her future self would die of shame once the effect of the plants would be down. Knowing, but not caring. Right now, she was high, and almost everything that got through her mind was probably going to be said without any filters. Which thinking about it, should have worried her. A lot.
"Wow, I'm not used to you being so… bold…" Yang said, visibly wondering what the fuck was going on. "You sure you're okay? Your pupils are like… really dilated."
Arching her back to stretch like a cat, she waited until her eyes met Yang's to speak again.
"You know that when looking at someone you love, your pupils can expand up to 45%?" she almost purred
"Is that a declaration?" Yang laughed
"Might be…"
Now that was a rare spectacle. Yang not knowing how to act or react, nervously rubbing her neck in utter embarrassment. To think that the table would be completely turned without those two innocent herbs! Sweet irony.
"So, if this is a declaration, what would your answer be?" Blake insisted, freed from all kind of nervousness.
"I… We could try to see… I mean I never really thought about it before… but… I guess…"
Finally turning on the ground to face Yang properly, Blake smiled and started to purr slowly.
Later, she would be split between absolute shame for being so reckless, and happiness for finally admitting everything and getting a positive response. But for now… she was just high.
Here, it's done! I like how it turned out.
How about… review answering? Yeah!
Firecat21870: Such enthusiasm is really pleasing, and I'd like to write smut perhaps as much as you want to read it… The only trouble is that I'm lame at it. Like really, really lame. I'll try anyway, but it is unlikely that it will be posted…
Anyways, thanks for reading and thanks to the reviewer, and I'll see you tomorrow!