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Jester Lavorre and Yasha Nydoorin, after Obann

part one part two

Yasha Nydoorin

“Yasha, Yasha, now that you’re back, you have to come see your room!”

Jester has her by the wrist and is pulling her through the Xhorhaus before she can disagree–not that she ever would. Things are still fuzzy after Obann, after everything, and she can’t stop thinking about the sound Beau made when she stabbed into her. She blinks away fear and sorrow and tries to focus again on Jester.

“—sure how long you would be gone, but I finished it before you came back, thank goodness.” They arrive at Yasha’s door and Jester stops, turning around with her back pressed against the door to level Yasha with a bright grin. “You have to close your eyes.”

“I do?” Yasha asks, a little confused.

“Yes, for the surprise!” Jester grabs Yasha’s wrist, bringing up her thick hand to act as a blindfold, making Yasha promise not to cheat. She grabs the other and pulls her slowly through the door, closing it shut behind them. Yasha can’t hear anything in particular, so she stays quiet, letting herself be led to what she finds out is a bed when Jester pushes her onto it.

“Okay,” Jester says, and suddenly she sounds–nervous? “You can open your eyes now.”

Yasha hesitates and Jester giggles. “Seriously, it’s okay.”

Yasha opens her eyes to...flowers?

She looks over at Jester, surprised, then turns back to the bright swirling colors in front of her. Yasha knows that there are a lot of colors, she’s been taking note of them since she saw Mollymauk for the first time, in all of his clashing hues.

That’s got nothing on this.

On the wall right next to her bed, there is a wall of the most beautiful thing Yasha has ever seen: a field of painted flowers. The room itself is small and unassuming, but the way Jester has incorporated greens, yellows, reds–Molly’s purple, her own shade of blue–into big sweeping petals and tiny stems fill the empty room and has Yasha gasping in delight and joy. She can pick out a few dicks that Jester has hidden in there too, and her answering laughter is full of tears. She turns back toward Jester with a smile, who reaches out and wipes at her cheek.

“You’re crying,” she says softly. “Do you like it?”

“So are you.” Yasha scoots closer to her, wiping a tear from her cheek in return.

“Yeah, well I think that’s the first time I’ve really heard you laugh.” Jester turns her face away and scrubs at her eyes.

“I love it so much. It’s so beautiful.”

Yasha grabs Jester gently by the chin to turn her back around and kiss her softly. It’s so light, Jester almost wouldn’t believe it happened, if it weren’t for her heart beating out of control.

“So sweet of you to cry for me, to do all of this for me. I wish I was better with words.” Yasha puts a hand on her chest and shakes her head, overcome. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Yashi. Anytime.”

Yasha turns back to the flower wall with a happy smile. “I love you, Jes.”

Jester threads an arm through Yasha’s and leans a head on her shoulder. She doesn’t know how long they sit there, but she thinks she could sit there forever, as long as it made her friend happy.

“I love you, too.”

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