This is pretty much going to be comprised of short, unconnected fics about various pairings. I will take requests for pairings and there's not really a limit of what pairing I'll write. Just please no pairings with large age gaps (weiss/ironwood is completely off limits, as if roman/ruby) and no incest pairings. Anything else though is welcome!

prompt: We were dancing but all of a sudden it's a slow song and we're standing here awkwardly staring at each other+ Sun/Ruby, prompt from jaynefray.
pairing: sun/ruby

Ruby isn't quite sure what happened to her game plan. It had been so simple, stay against the walls, don't let anyone drag her onto the floor, think of very excuse in the book- it had been fool proof.

Until Sun had made his way over to her, a cup of punch in his hand as a peace offering. In hindsight, the punch was more of an excuse to approach her. Which had been silly, she thought later, because Sun didn't need an excuse to come talk to her. It had been confusing, at first, when she started realizing Sun's name was joined with butterflies curling in the pit of her belly.

He looked handsome, wearing a black jacket that was just a few undone buttons away from impropriety. There was a yellow tie hanging over his extremely distracting abdomen. She took a hearty sip and forced herself to look away.

"So, not even one dance?" he asked, tilting his head just slightly, grinning slyly.

Her cheeks burned. "I don't really dance. At all. Or at least not very well." she hastened to explain, glancing nervously at her empty cup.

"I don't really either," he admits, shrugging, "but we could go out there an look like idiots together."

She shifts, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth. Despite herself, she can't find an excuse. She isn't sure if it's because she's too nervous, or just because she actually wouldn't mind looking like a complete dork if someone else was out there with her.

"I, um, why not?"

He smiles, a big toothy grin and offers her his hand. She drops the cup, returning his smile with a small one, and takes his hand in hers. It's warm, a little clammy, but it's nice. He leads her to the dance floor, his pace brisk, tail swishing happily behind him.

And of course he leads her to the center of the floor, surrounded by people - witnesses. Yang is there, swinging a very red faced Weiss around in rapid circles, grinning ear to ear. She sends Ruby a wink as they sweep by.

And he starts moving, his arms waving erratically, legs moving just as oddly. She stares for a moment, a hand clapped over her mouth to stifle laughter. "Come on!" he insists, reaching forward to take her hands in his and spin her.

The crowd turns into no more than a blur of colors and she finds herself laughing, shaking her head wildly to the music, moving without rhythm but not finding it in herself to care.

Then the song fades and Ruby fully expects another bubbly pop song to replace it, but upbeat tune is replaced by the slow, gentle chiming of piano keys.

"Oh!" Sun yelps, coming to a complete stand still to take in all the couples that had moved closer with the change in music, swaying to the beat.

Ruby is positive her face is completely red, because when Sun looks back at her he takes a step back. "I-um, do you-" he exhales.

He's staring at her, mouth open but no words coming out. Her hands move to smooth out imaginary wrinkles in her dress. She expects a break, for him to excuse himself so she can go hide in another corner. He doesn't break eye contact, which is nerve wracking by itself. She wished he would just say something and silently willed herself to gather enough nerve to get a word of what she was feeling out.

"Do you still want to dance?"

She almost says no out of habit, but bites her cheek, considering it. He looks so handsome beneath the soft light, his cheeks tinged pink from exertion. Her stomach twists nervously, almost aching with the sudden increase of anxiety.

"If you don't want to that's okay." he blurts out, offering a lopsided smile, his hair falling over his eyes.

"I might step on your toes." she warns.

And that shy smile widens, reaching his eyes and crinkling the corners.

"I'll risk it."