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bees-shitposting · 1 year
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Bees Short Story
“Do you believe in fate?” She asks with a smile she hides behind her cup of tea
“Why do you ask” Yang responds
“No reason.”
They didn’t happen quickly. She never really thought anything of their relationship. How they always fell together just seemed like another part of life.
Every minute together added to their lifetimes of being. She didn’t question how she felt about Yang because how she felt about Yang didn’t feel new.
It felt natural. It felt ancient. It felt like they’d already been this way for a life time, maybe even more.
So she fell into step next to her going to classes, she laughed at her jokes when everyone else rolled their eyes. Their souls fit together, she felt like she could put Yang on like a well worn jacket, she was so familiar. so comforting. It was in her nature to stand next to her.
They never really talked about it, how their gravity shifted when the other walked in the room, how they could always find the other- as if they had another sense meant entirely for knowing where they were.
Blake never gave how she felt a second thought. That is until The Fall.
It wasn’t until she was away from Yang that she realized that being with her was just as easy as breathing, and being without her… well it felt like drowning.
She couldn’t quite come to terms with it. How her world felt different, how her gravity changed and just pushed her into herself.
She could’ve never known she’d lived without Yang before all of this.
Yang felt it too. She felt the shift when she woke up. She didn’t really believe in fate anymore. Why would it design to make her feel like this?
If Blake’s gravity changed to push her into herself, yangs designed to tear her apart. To leave her ripped open and raw, vulnerable to anything and everything.
It’s a wonder that she relearns how to exist. How to stand without being pulled along by an invisible golden thread drawing her who knows where.
And it’s a wonder when that thread starts to tug at her again too.
It’s in the oddest moments, after she met back with Weiss. When she walked into haven with Ruby.
Through the fight her gravity changes. Until she sees her.
Neither of them say it when they come together again. It’s easier to ignore when they’re doing something. But their gravity is back.
They fall into stride, they have all their senses back. As much as it hurts, as the raw edges that had torn apart wear back together - it feels like breathing again.
And when they see Adam again. When time and space and fate all crash together and force them into this ugly, cruel scenario. It doesn’t feel like they’re falling apart.
It feels like they’re crashing together.
Crashing together how the tide crashes into rocks, how the sky meets the sea and the sun scatters its light across the water. Crashing together as if there’s no other way they could be, not for long anyways.
And then it’s calm.
The tide settles and rests on the rocks and the sun sinks beneath the waves and peace overcomes them.
Their lifetimes together leaked into every day, to every glance, every touch. Every quiet moment was filled with understanding.
Their rotation was fixed, their orbit was locked. And just as surely as the tides rose and fell they ebbed and flowed with each other. Every minute together adding to their lifetimes of being.
They don’t question their relationship, their relationship is as natural as breathing. But they can’t help but to think, should they?
It isn’t until Yang falls that Blake realizes it was too late to think, past time to ask.
It isn’t until Blake sees her again that her eyes light up and she realizes that she still can.
And it isn’t until they’re on a bridge over clouds, that they finally give into their gravity and fall together.
After they get back, when they finally have a moment to breathe, they sit over a cup of tea.
“Do you believe in fate?” Blake asks
“Yeah, I think I do”
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