"That's definitely an idea," Blake muses. "There's... things that Yang's done and said that make me think she might have feelings too, but if I could just get an outside perspective to see if I'm not just deep in wishful thinking..."
(If she looks at the facts, even an idiot would acknowledge that Yang clearly has feelings for her. But Blake's good at self-sabotage sometimes.)
She can hear his smile, and it sparks a little one of her own, buried in his shoulder. "Thank you," she sighs. "For saying that, and for listening to me. I didn't really know how much that memory was... poisoning me, I guess, until I got it all out there."
Because a part of her feels a tiny bit lighter now. A tiny bit more secure.
"I'll tell her," she resolves. "I'll tell her how I feel, because she deserves my honesty."
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(If she looks at the facts, even an idiot would acknowledge that Yang clearly has feelings for her. But Blake's good at self-sabotage sometimes.)
She can hear his smile, and it sparks a little one of her own, buried in his shoulder. "Thank you," she sighs. "For saying that, and for listening to me. I didn't really know how much that memory was... poisoning me, I guess, until I got it all out there."
Because a part of her feels a tiny bit lighter now. A tiny bit more secure.
"I'll tell her," she resolves. "I'll tell her how I feel, because she deserves my honesty."