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"Y'know, I wish you looked at me the same way you looked at those books," Yang mumbled, absentmindedly tracing the faint scar on the left side of Blake's abdomen with her right hand. Yang was laying her head comfortably on her girlfriend's stomach; their legs tangled together in a mess of somewhat organised chaos. A small fluffy blanket draped over their lower halves, making the cuddle session that much more cozy.The faunus just hummed in acknowledgement as she turned to the next page of her book. Yang's purple orbs studied the scar with sadness as her robotic thumb left feather-like touches over the area. The mark was a constant reminder of Blake's past, and although Blake hated it, Yang found it to be quite...well, beautiful. It showed that she was as human as the rest of mankid, and made mistakes just like every one else. The scar humanised the faunus. And usually, Blake's 'imperfections' were the things that Yang absolutely adored about her. With a small sigh, Yang nuzzled her nose against the exposed skin of Blake's belly. Blake made a squeal of surprise as the book slipped from her hand.
"Ah, still ticklish," Yang snickered with a playful smirk.
"Can't a girl just read in peace?" Blake groaned softly, her hands finding their way into her lover's golden locks. Yang's eyelids drooped as her girlfriend grazed her nails against her scalp in soothing motions, lightly untangling the few knots in her hair as she did. A bright smile blessed the blonde's features.
"I swear one of these days you're gonna start purring," Blake commented with a snort, tracing Yang's ear as she tucked a stray hair behind it. If Yang wasn't in a cuddly daze, she probably would've thought of a decent comeback - one that most probably would contain a pun or two. Instead, the brawler sighed into Blake's belly, blowing a raspberry without meaning to. Blake shot up, face flushed red; "Yang!"
"Mhfm," Yang mumbled.
Blake's embarrassed rambles fell on deaf ears as Yang's eyes closed, her face pressed against her girlfriend's stomach so that it was hard to breathe. It hardly mattered - she was comfy. It took Blake all of five seconds to realise the pointless nature of her rant, and she trailed off with a huff of annoyance. Staying mad at Yang was near impossible, especially when her expression was that cute and calm. Soft breaths out her slightly parted lips, her nose scrunched up ever so slightly, almost as if she's seen something gross. It was utterly adorable. She rolled her eyes, flopping back down and getting herself comfortable. Her lips curved into a content smile as her eyelids drew to a close, the last thing she saw before sleep welcomed her with open arms being the one who had stolen her heart.

Yang Xiao Long.

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