Only Human - Part 2 of 2 (Patreon)

Yang’s first instinct was to make a run for it.  She just got caught jumping out of someone’s bedroom window, her hair was probably a mess, and she still had her underwear shoved in her pocket - she should definitely run.

If she didn’t love Blake so much, she probably would have.  But, if she ever wanted to call the woman standing in front of her “Mom,” their first interaction couldn’t be her running for the hills in horror and embarrassment.

“Um, any chance you’d believe I just jumped off the roof?”

“As opposed to climbing out my daughter’s bedroom window?” the woman replied before shaking her head.  “I don’t think you would’ve stuck that landing quite as well.”

“Y-yeah, I guess the roof is pretty high…”

With that plausible explanation out of the question - not that claiming to be a roof runner was even that plausible - panic took hold of her.  Her mind raced, her mouth froze, and her worries grew when she saw the sharpness in Blake’s mother’s eyes.  Then that steady, piercing gaze went first to the top of her head - no ears there - before moving down her back - no tail there either.

“Should I assume there’s a reason you chose the window over the perfectly functional front door?”

Yang recognized the look directed her way right now - it was the same one Blake used whenever she thought Yang might try to lie.  With Blake, she thought it was funny to see what she could get away with.  In this situation, however…

“I just...thought it might be fun,” she tried regardless, only to immediately change course when something akin to disappointment appeared in amber eyes.  “But also, um, yes.  Possibly.”

While that wasn’t a full admission, it might as well have been by the way the woman’s eyes widened.  The expression didn’t last long though before another calm, impossible-to-read mask fell into place.  Was she mad?  Shocked?  Disgusted at the idea of their beautiful, purebred daughter slumming it up with the likes of Yang?

“Why don’t you come in?”

The way she motioned towards the door and gave a meaningful nod left little room to decline, but that didn’t mean Yang couldn’t try.

“Oh, uh, I’d love to, but -”

“Surely you don’t have somewhere else to be right now.”  Now was possibly the time to run, but that opportunity disappeared when Blake’s mom set a hand on Yang’s arm and gently - but purposefully - turned her towards the house.   “And Ghira bought more than enough for everyone.”

This was bad - possibly really bad - and not at all according to plan.  Blake was supposed to spend the next few weeks buttering up her parents, then mention the as-yet-unknown college girlfriend who just so happened to be human.  After they calmed down from flipping out or yelling or whatever they might do, Blake would set up a nice, casual meeting - preferably somewhere with witnesses.  Instead, Yang was walking straight into the lion’s den, escorted by the lioness herself.

The irony of the moment didn’t escape her, as she’d commented just last night on how cute and warm Blake’s childhood home was.  Being led through the doorway by Blake’s mom, however, lent an entirely different tone to the foyer.  Intimidating was the only word that came to mind now, especially when she looked up at the dual staircases with curved bannisters she’d once suggested racing down.

“Blake?  Ghira?  Can you come here for a second?”

This was it - this was when Yang died.  Apparently it would only take a second, which she was surprisingly grateful for.  Because the longer this dragged on, the more painful it became.

As soon as Blake walked onto the upstairs landing and saw the scene below, her eyes widened and her pace quickened.  Yang offered an apologetic smile as Blake rushed down the stairs to her, but her gaze was quickly drawn to the giant of a man following close behind.

Blake had mentioned that her father was a large man, but from this angle...he might as well be a colossus.

“Oh god…” Yang breathed out when he looked down at her and frowned.

Not only was he exceedingly tall, but he looked like he’d been sculpted from granite, with arms as big around as her head and a chest that seemed as wide across as she was tall.  If she had a second before leaving this life behind, she might ask what his arm routine was - because that was impressive.

“Look who I found outside,” Blake’s mom said as the rest of her family gathered in the entryway.  “Dropped from the sky, one might say.”

Sensing all eyes upon her, Yang gave a sheepish smile and wished she could melt into the floor.

“Are you lost, Miss?” Blake’s dad asked.  His gruff voice and serious gaze nearly convinced her to take the easy out.  Claim to be a poor, stupid, lost human in need of a ride home - that would work.

“Dad,” Blake scolded him even though his question wasn’t altogether inappropriate - no humans lived on this side of town.  “She’s not lost.  This is my...friend...from school, Yang.  Yang...these are my parents.”

This wasn’t the introduction they’d planned, but Blake inched closer to Yang’s side and motioned towards her parents, clearly determined to make the best of this.  Her parents, however, studied both of them with expressions implying they knew more than they let on.

Sensing her turn to talk, Yang cleared her throat and tried to salvage what was left of their original goal.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Belladonna.”

When she stuck her hand towards Blake’s dad, she heard a laugh from beside her.

“There’s no need to be so formal.  You can call me Kali, and this is Ghira.”

If Yang survived this, maybe she would consider calling Blake’s parents by their first names.  Until then, she braced herself for broken bones when Blake’s father took her hand.  Surprisingly, he gave her a short, firm-but-not-painful handshake before letting go.

“I didn’t know you were inviting anyone over,” he directed Blake’s way.

“Sorry...it was kind of an unplanned thing.  We just wanted to hang out.”

When Blake’s mom glanced over, Yang silently begged her cheeks not to blush and prayed to every higher power that no one asked for an explanation of ‘hang out.’

“Well, as long as you’re here, why don’t we have breakfast?  We love meeting Blake’s new...friends.”

That sounded like Blake’s mom already suspected something was up but, again, declining didn’t feel like an option.  The look in her eyes said as much, as she took her husband’s hand and pulled him towards the dining room.

“There’s plenty of food,” she added as they walked that way.  “So I hope you’re hungry.”

Yang doubted she could eat anything without throwing up, but she forced a smile and nod.

“Be right there,” Blake replied with actual words, but turned towards Yang as soon as her parents walked into the other room.

“I’m so sorry,” was the first thing out of Yang’s mouth, knowing that she messed this up and forced Blake into a difficult situation.  “When I jumped down, she was right behind me and -”

“It’s ok,” Blake cut her off with a small smile, and even reached over to squeeze her hand.  “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine.”  When Blake gave Yang a look of disbelief, she sighed.  “Ok, I’m scared shitless right now.”

“Don’t worry - it’s going to be fine.  I think.”

“That’s not exactly reassuring,” Yang pointed out.  This time, it was Blake’s turn to sigh.

“I’m sorry.  I wasn’t exactly expecting...this.”

“For me to possibly destroy any hope of them ever accepting me?” Yang asked, only to give up that line of hopelessness when Blake shook her head.  Letting those thoughts win right now wouldn’t help anything.

“Ok, what’s Plan B?” she asked instead.  “Now that Plan A’s completely out the window.”

“I think...we just...try to make it through breakfast.  Afterwards, I can ask them what they think of you and...we’ll go from there.”

“Kind of like a pre-meeting meeting?” Yang asked before taking a deep breath.  “Ok.  Ok, I think I can do that.”

“You don’t really have a choice now,” Blake whispered while leading her into the dining room, which had already been set to accommodate breakfast for four.  Several takeout containers had been opened and placed within easy reach, and...Blake’s parents had chosen seats on opposite sides of the table.

“Blake, why don’t you sit here.”  When Blake’s mom patted the chair beside her, Blake smiled and obediently headed that way.  “And Yang, you can sit next to Ghira.”

“Sure.”  Yang even managed a small smile while taking her designated seat.  Fortunately, she could look across the table at Blake, but sitting beside Blake’s father made her feel miniscule and moderately fearful for her physical wellbeing.  That fear became more obvious when he reached over to grab one of the takeout boxes and she responded by flinching.

“If Blake told us she was having company, we would’ve asked what you wanted,” he said while filling his plate with food.

“Oh, that’s fine, really.  I actually love this stuff.”

“Really?”

Kali’s surprise was clear as day, but Yang nodded and happily piled a spoonful of ‘breakfast mash’ onto her plate.

“It took a little getting used to,” she admitted in the pursuit of honesty.  “But I’m a believer now.”

She smiled at Blake with that comment, since it had been Blake who convinced her to give the uniquely Faunus breakfast a try.  Not that she’d needed much convincing, considering she couldn’t get enough of learning about Blake or the things Blake enjoyed.

“Well that’s good to hear,” Kali replied while Yang took her first bite and tried not to stare while Blake’s dad plowed through breakfast like a bulldozer.

“So Yang...Blake’s never mentioned you before.  How did you two meet?”

That was all it took for Yang to understand how this meeting was going to work.  Blake’s mom would be in charge of information-seeking while her husband turned up the pressure through sheer intimidation.  Yang wished she could say that it wasn’t working, but...it really, really was.

“We, uh, we met at school.”

“Yang’s in the advanced physics program,” Blake tagged on with a proud smile.  “We were paired up for a cross-department assignment and became friends.”

“Advanced physics?” Blake’s mom repeated.  “That sounds difficult.”

“If you’ve ever seen some of the assignments, it looks borderline impossible,” Blake said before Yang could respond.  “But she’s way smarter than me, so she has no problem with it.”

“Please,” Yang replied with a scoff.  “There’s no way I’m smarter than you.  I’ve seen what happens when you start writing - it’s like watching someone do magic.”

“And I’ve seen what you can do with numbers,” Blake argued, her eyes flashing with amusement and affection.  “You’re incredibly smart and incredibly talented - don’t sell yourself short.”

Yang had the perfect comeback to that statement, but remembered at the same time Blake did that they had an audience.  So, while Blake blushed and returned her attention to her plate, Yang defaulted to a joke.

“I mean, I normally tell people I’m taller than I am,” she said with a small laugh that quickly faded when Blake’s parents didn’t join in.  Blake’s mom, in particular, had an unreadable look in her eyes.  It was almost as if she was entertained, while at the same time judging every interaction with an eye only a parent would ever have.

“It’s great that your school promotes such...diverse...friendships,” she replied with a smile.  Hopefully, she missed Yang’s flinch at the term while turning Blake’s way.  “But what about Sun?  Do you still see him?”

“Um, every once in a while.  We’ve both been pretty busy.”

“That’s too bad.  I’ve always liked him.”

That remark gave Yang a bad feeling about where this conversation was headed, so she busied herself with eating in hopes that it would spare her from sharing an opinion.

“He’s a good friend,” Blake mumbled while picking at her food.  “But he has a lot of other friends to hang out with.”

“But you two have known each other since you were little!”  When Blake shrugged off the response, Kali turned Yang’s way.  “Do you know Sun?” she asked, and smiled when Yang nodded.  “We always thought the two of them would get married - didn’t we, Ghira?”

His subtly-annoyed grunt fit Yang’s thoughts exactly.  But, since she couldn’t say anything to that effect, she forced a smile before staring down at her plate.  She knew better than anyone that Sun and Blake looked like the perfect match - on paper and in person - but that didn’t change her feelings one bit.

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Blake muttered, probably also wishing for this topic to pass as quickly as possible.

“Yang,” Kali said instead, drawing Yang’s gaze back to hers.  “Since you probably talk to our daughter more than we do, you must know what’s going on in her love life.”

“Mom -”

“Oh shush,” Kali teased her daughter before turning back to Yang with an amused glint in her eyes.  “Tell us, has anyone caught her fancy yet?  If not Sun, maybe another dashing gentleman in one of her classes?”

“Mom…” Blake tried again, only to sigh when her mom waved her off.

“Um, I really don’t know…” Yang replied with a smile that felt harder and harder to hold.  She didn’t want to lie, but she couldn’t exactly tell the truth either.  Especially when it felt like...like they expected Blake to be with someone much different from her.

“That’s too bad.  Isn’t it, Ghira?”

“No,” he scoffed, even shaking his head to go along with the typical dad response.

Yang, meanwhile, flashed another quick smile and briefly met Blake’s eyes before returning her gaze to her rapidly-emptying plate.  This was exactly what she’d worried about, but she couldn’t let them see her dejection.

If everything had gone according to plan, maybe this would be different.  But for now, she just needed to make the best first impression she could, even if Blake’s mom kept bringing up the Faunus boys far more suited for her daughter than Yang.  It sucked, but it wouldn’t make her love Blake any less.

“Actually,” Blake said while Yang focused on eating over tasting her food.  “I have been seeing someone.”

As soon as Yang heard the words, her gaze shot across the table to Blake, who only gave her a small smile before turning towards her suddenly-curious parents.

“I’ve been seeing someone,” she repeated with far more certainty than Yang felt.  “And she’s amazing.  Smart, funny, kind...and I know you’ll both love her, if you just give her a chance.”

This wasn’t at all what they planned, and Yang shook her head when Blake finally turned towards her.  This was the nuclear option.  The very last thing they should try, with no hope that it would actually work out.  But Blake was already going there, and there was nothing Yang could do to stop her.

“Yang and I are dating.”

That was it.  There was no taking back those words, which was something they’d both talked about in depth.  With that knowledge out in the open, they had to live with the repercussions.

But the fact that Blake did it - that she told her parents flat out, with no fluff and possibly no hope of them ever endorsing her decision - made Yang’s heart swell with affection.  As stupid as it might be, that made her feel special.  Valued.  Loved.  It proved that their whispered promises weren’t sweet nothings...Blake meant them just as much as Yang did.

God, she loved the girl sitting across from her.  So much so that she wished they were sitting next to each other right now, so that they could hold hands or at least be closer while waiting for a response.  Instead, she clasped her hands in her lap and took a deep breath.

“Dating?”  That was the first response, as Blake’s mom looked between them.  “As in...romantically involved?”

“Yes, Mom.  That’s what dating means.”

“Well I don’t know what the kids call it these days…”

“Then yes.  We’re ‘romantically involved.’  We’re seeing each other.  We’re dating, she’s my girlfriend - so please stop trying to set me up with other people right in front of her.”

Blake’s words were forceful and clear - possibly too clear, as her parents again lapsed into silence.  Was this when they pointed out the elephant in the room?  Or would they dance around the subject until forced to admit their feelings?

“Maybe it’s not so bad,” Blake’s mom finally said, directing the comment to her husband.  “Now Blake has a...handy supporter.”

“Mom,” Blake interrupted with a shake of her head.  “I love her.  I’m not dating her so she can carry my bags.  We’re equals.  We support each other.”

Sensing Blake’s growing distress, and figuring this was probably her only chance to plead her case, Yang cleared her throat to draw everyone’s attention her way.  This wasn’t how she’d expected the day to go, especially after having such a wonderful morning, but...she wouldn’t let Blake’s parents think that she was in this for anything but the amazing person sitting across from her.

“I don’t mind being a supporter,” she said simply, but Blake immediately shook her head.

“Yang.”

“I don’t,” she told Blake before turning back to Blake’s parents.  “But I don’t want to just be there for her.  I want to make her happy.  Make her laugh.  I want to challenge her to be better, because she challenges me to do the same.  And maybe I’m ‘only’ human, I know that, but I’ll spend every single day doing the best I can to be the best person for her.”

Turning back to Blake, who’d already changed her life in so many amazing ways, Yang held that beautiful amber gaze and added a soft, “I promise.”

She knew that Blake believed her - obvious from her smile and the love in her eyes - but did that confession have any effect on her parents’ opinion?  The long silence made it impossible to tell, as they shared unspoken words for several dragging moments before finally coming to an agreement.

When Blake’s father turned towards her, her throat immediately dried up.

“If we told you to stay away from our daughter, would you?”

“Dad!” Blake protested as Yang’s heart sank.  “How could you even ask that?” she added.  “And why?  Because she’s human?”

Yang heard the brewing anger in Blake’s voice, but she didn’t turn away from Ghira’s deep, intense gaze.  For as physically intimidating as he was, his soulful eyes were even more daunting.  There was a lot of knowledge there.  A lot of character.  A lot of love for his family.

He wanted an honest answer from her.  Surprisingly - and maybe stupidly - she wasn’t afraid to give it.

“As much as I respect both of you,” she said with a nod towards Blake’s mom.  “As parents and as leaders in the community, nothing you say will make me stay away.  The only person who can make me leave is Blake - if she says that she doesn’t want to see me anymore, then I’ll leave.”

“And I’ll never do that.”  Blake shook her head as soon as Yang met her gaze.  “I won’t.”

That response, and the look in Blake’s eyes, made Yang feel immeasurably better.  Maybe they wouldn’t have the support they’d hoped for, but...they would still have each other.  In the end, that was all that mattered.  Because together...together they could accomplish anything.

“Good.”

Confused by the short response, Yang finally turned away from Blake, only to feel even more confused when Blake’s mom smiled, and Blake’s dad crossed his arms over his chest and gave a pleased nod.

“...what?”

“Good,” Kali repeated, her smile growing at Yang’s bewildered expression.  “If you feel that strongly about someone, you never give up on them - no matter what stands in your path.”

That sounded like advice Yang could live by, but she still had no idea what just happened.  The mood in the room had shifted to something much lighter, but she was still...very, very confused.

“I’m sorry,” she said, shaking her head but still coming up empty.  “But...what?”

When they laughed, she shared a look with Blake, who looked just as bewildered as she felt.

“We never knew what type of person Blake would finally bring home,” Kali explained while her husband nodded.  “She’s always been a little...unconventional...so we decided years ago what was most important to us.”

“Whoever she fancied,” Ghira added.  “We wanted them to be someone who’d fight for her - and someone she’d fight for in return.”

Holy shit.

Those were the only words flashing through Yang’s thoughts at the moment, as she struggled to come to terms with the abrupt about-face she just smashed right into.

“Are you kidding me??” Blake finally asked, giving her parents looks of disbelief while her mom patted her shoulder.

“This world is a difficult place for Faunus and humans.  All we want is someone who loves our daughter enough to go to battle with her, or for her, time and time again.”

Even though she felt like she just ran face first into a brick wall, Yang couldn’t smile any bigger right now.  What Kali just said...that was exactly what Yang wanted to do.  No matter the reason, no matter the foe, she wanted to be the one standing by Blake’s side.

“I’ll absolutely do that,” she agreed, practically feeling the acceptance in Kali’s smile and Ghira’s nod.

“You’re both horrible,” Blake butted in.  “I can’t believe you just did that.”

“Sorry, sweetie.  But what did you expect?  You’re the one who let her get caught jumping out your window.”

“Yeah, but I thought that - I don’t know - you’d at least be nice!”

“We were nice,” her father replied with a deep laugh.  “At least, nicer than planned.”

“But we also thought it’d be a boy,” her mother whispered behind one hand to Yang.  “Pleasantly surprised to be wrong about that,” she added with a wink that made Yang blush and sit back in her seat.

“So...you don’t care that I’m…”  While they both waited for her to speak the obvious, she waved towards her head.  “You know, human.”

“Surprised, yes.”  Blake’s mom chuckled before sending her husband a look.  “Concerned?  No.  You’re both old enough to make your own decisions, and you know the world you’re facing.”

“We do,” Blake was quick to reply while Yang nodded.  “But we’re ok with that.”

“Then we’re ok with it too.”

Plenty of emotions crowded in Yang’s heart at the moment, but the smile Blake sent her after that statement made everything flutter around like butterflies.  They both knew what they signed up for by letting their feelings move past that ‘crush’ phase, but those outside opinions never really mattered to them.

Well...there were two outside opinions that mattered.  And Yang was really, really happy that she wouldn’t have to spend the rest of her life pretending that they didn’t.

“Thank you…”

Right now, she felt so grateful that she might cry, but that feeling was knocked right out of her when Blake’s dad gave her what was probably supposed to be a friendly pat on the back.

“Nothing to thank us for,” he replied before leaning close and lowering his voice.  “But if you hurt my little girl, you’ll have to answer to Kali - and I’ll warn you that she’s far more dangerous than she looks.”

Just glancing at Blake’s mom, who looked sweet on the outside but potentially vicious on the inside, Yang had more than enough reason to chuckle nervously.

“I think I’d rather answer to you, Sir,” she replied honestly, only to flinch when he gave her another hearty pat on the back and laughed.

“She’s a brave one - I like that.”

Brave or stupid?  Yang couldn’t decide at the moment.  What she did know was that she loved the look in Blake’s eyes - part adoration, part undeserved admiration.

“She always has been.”

Rather than argue, Yang accepted the words with a smile.  With one of their greatest trials now in the rearview mirror, she could tell that Blake wanted to talk, and be close, and celebrate the positive result.

“Well, that was a lovely breakfast.”

When Kali abruptly stood up, Blake and Yang finally tore their gazes away from each other.

“We’ll clean up,” Blake quickly offered.  Yang nodded as she stood to do just that, but Kali waved them both away from their plates.

“Ghira and I will do that.”  As her husband sighed and obediently collected the plates, Kali smiled at Yang.  “But let’s have dinner tonight, if you’re free.  It can be a...more formal introduction.”

“I’d like that,” Yang replied, earning another smile before Kali ushered her husband towards the kitchen.

“Oh, and Yang?”  With her hand on the doorframe and a sparkle in her eyes, Kali waited for Yang’s attention before adding an amused, “Please use the front door next time.  I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

“I think I can do that,” Yang replied with a laugh and a thumbs up as Kali disappeared into the kitchen.  As soon as it was only her and Blake left in the dining room, she sighed in relief.  That relief only grew lighter and brighter when Blake walked over and held her hand.

“So, uh, I guess that went well?”

“‘Went well?’  Yang, they just put you through the ringer.”

“No, they just...accepted me.”

For as emotionally stressful as that was, Yang couldn’t stop smiling right now.  Not only were Blake’s parents wonderful - and a well-coordinated team - but they didn’t mince words.  They didn’t pull punches.

And they didn’t care whether she was human or Faunus.  They gave her the quintessential peeing-her-pants, shaking-in-her-boots ‘meet the parents’ scenario because she had the audacity to date their daughter - not because she was human.  Never in her life had she been so happy to be tricked like that.

“They accepted me...just like you do,” she added with a smile for Blake.  “And I love you even more now.”

Knowing those words were true, she wrapped Blake in a hug and felt her heart hum with happiness.  Blake, meanwhile, sighed into her shoulder - probably exhaling the last of her annoyance at what her parents just did - before holding her close.

“As long as you’re not upset…”

“I’m not,” Yang whispered.  “I’m actually really, really happy right now.”

“Yeah?”

When Blake pulled away, Yang saw the tentative happiness in her amber eyes.

“Yeah, I am.  Are you?”

It only took a second, and a glance towards the kitchen, for Blake to smile.

“I’ve never been happier,” she said while brushing her fingers through Yang’s hair.  “And that’s all thanks to you.  Don’t even try to argue,” she added the instant Yang opened her mouth, so she closed it and smiled.

Blake was going to kiss her now - she felt it in the way soft fingers curled around her ear before gently coming to a rest behind her neck, and saw it in amber eyes radiating affection she yearned to receive.

Maybe she was only human, and maybe she wasn’t supposed to be with someone like Blake, but it didn’t feel that way when Blake leaned into her for a kiss.  It certainly didn’t feel that way when their lips connected, and her heart reminded her what it was like to love someone else more than herself.

These were the moments she lived for.  The moments she longed for.  And, with every passing day, she grew more assured that these moments wouldn’t fade away anytime soon.

“Blake?  Oh - sorry to interrupt…”

The two of them quickly separated when Blake’s mom walked back into the room, but not quickly enough to hide what they were just doing.

“Your father had a wonderful idea,” Kali continued with a grin that grew even more amused when she saw their matching blushes.  “That new museum just opened downtown,” she continued regardless.  “Why don’t the four of us go see if it’s any good?  We could get lunch after.”

What Kali didn’t say, but what Yang heard loud and clear, was that this would give them ample time to ‘get to know each other.’  Considering it wasn’t long ago that she wondered if they might kick her out of their house and demand that she never see their daughter again, the invitation was music to her ears.

“That sounds nice,” she replied before turning to see what Blake thought.

“It does,” Blake agreed.  “Let’s do that.”

“Perfect.”  Kali had already turned around before pausing and sending them one last grin.  “If you two need a few minutes to get ready, I’ll distract your father.”

Her wink made her suggestion clear, and Yang hardly had time to shake her head before Kali disappeared into the kitchen.

“Mom…” Blake whined, but eventually smiled when Yang laughed at the pleasant change of circumstances.

“Pretty sure my cheeks are on fire, but that was adorable.”

“She’s so embarrassing…” Blake muttered before her eyes suddenly sparked with a thought.  “That reminds me - is your underwear still in your pocket?”

“Oh crap.”  After patting her pocket and confirming that was true, Yang glanced around before coming up with an idea.  “I’ll run to the bathroom and put them back on.”

She hardly made it two steps, however, before Blake stopped her.

“I have a better idea.”  Before Yang could react, Blake swiped the pair of underwear from her pocket and stepped out of reach.  “Why don’t I hold onto these for now?”

“Blake!”

“What?”  Even though Blake gave an innocent shrug, Yang saw the mischievous glint in her eyes.  “Don’t get caught this time, and I’ll make sure you’re...rewarded.”

When Blake added a wink and a highly-suggestive smirk, Yang’s reservations flew out the window.

“Fine,” she whispered before glancing towards the kitchen.  “But it better be a damn good reward…”

Having gotten her way, Blake smiled and pulled Yang closer.  “It will be,” she said before kissing Yang’s cheek and dragging her towards the kitchen.

This could be a bad idea, and probably something Yang should try to talk Blake out of, but...the first one worked out pretty well for them.  Besides, she wanted to know what this ‘reward’ might be.  After what she just went through, and was about to suffer through, it had to be amazing.

Although...it was a reward in itself to be holding Blake’s hand, knowing Blake loved her, meeting Blake’s parents, and earning their approval.  The entire morning had been a whirlwind, but it left her feeling like...she might still only be human, but to some people that was more than enough.