Two For One

Chapter 13

The first thing that Yang heard when she woke up was a deep rumbling.

Did Mezzaluna come sleep with me tonight?

She cracked open a single eye, expecting to see her yellow pillowcase. Instead, she was met with a sea of black.

Black? Did Mez fall asleep in front of my face?

Her other eye opened.

That definitely isn't fur.

Memories came flooding back to Yang. She was in Blake's bed, curled up into her side, staring straight at her hair. And the rumbling...

Well, the rumbling was surround-sound. She glanced down Blake to find one of the two black cats curled up on Blake's stomach, purring happily in her sleep. Which cat it was, Yang wasn't sure. She hadn't really gotten a chance to be formally introduced to Blake's cats.

The second source of rumbling came from directly behind Yang, pushed up against her back. She could only assume that the other of the black cats was curled up against her back, enjoying the warmth in the same way as the first.

There was still one more source of rumbling. It was stronger, lower, and... larger? Yang didn't quite know how else to describe it. She glanced around the room, looking for the source, assuming Chief or Sienna were hiding somewhere.

Yang's eyes grew wide as Blake shifted in her sleep, pulling Yang closer to her. She relaxed her muscles, allowing herself to melt into Blake's embrace.

Oh, that's not Chief or Sienna.

Yang's lips turned upwards into a grin as her ear was pressed up against Blake's chest.

Blake was purring.

It had to be literally the cutest noise Yang had ever heard.

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Warmth.

It was a strange, yet comforting sensation that was slowly stirring Blake from sleep. She curled up closer to it, not wanting to wake up and face the world yet.

A gentle breeze brushed against her neck at a steady pace. Soft, not enough to be uncomfortable, but enough to be noticable.

Strange. I don't think I left the window open last night.

Perhaps it was just Gambol or Shroud that had curled up on her pillow and was breathing against her neck. Yes, that was probably it.

But why was she so warm?

All of this thinking had forced her out of her sleepy state, her brain fully awake now. She let out a grumble, trying to roll over and get comfortable again, but something stopped her. There was a weight half on her, half against her, that prevented her from turning.

Amber eyes shot open to meet a sea of yellow. Lilac eyes looked up into hers.

"Good morning," Yang said with a soft smile.

"Good morning," Blake replied, reciprocating the smile. "Did you sleep well?"

Yang nodded. "Best sleep I've had in months. No nightmares or anything."

"Good." Blake planted a kiss on Yang's forehead, causing her to blush and melt more into Blake's arms.

"Cute," Blake hummed, pulling Yang closer. "You're very warm, are you okay?"

Yang nodded. "I'm always warm. I have a naturally higher base temperature. Nothing to worry about."

"Oh, that's something I can definitely get used to." Blake pressed her head against the top of Yang's. "Do you know what time it is?"