(Summary: Yang takes advantage of her break from her rockstar lifestyle to do normal things, like go food shopping. Contains freezerburn fluff.)
Yang took a final breath of air, watching the puff of steam whirl through the cold air before stepping into the warm confines of the little shop. Wincing her eyes from the sharp light, she massaged the side of her head. The immense pain she felt was a by-product of one of her legendary hangovers, and the brightness didn't do anything to help it. Despite her headache, Yang smiled at the foggy memory of last night. Her and her band had played an awesome gig, and got trashed at an even better after party. Safe to say, most, if not all of them, were paying for it today. Grabbing a basket, she made her usual rounds, picking out individual foods and other stuff she needed. If anyone had recognised her as the drummer of the world famous band RWBY, they would have questioned why she hadn't filled her basket full of whiskey and other manner of booze. Yang smiled and shook the thought out of her head as she put a large bottle of milk in her basket and went to cash line. Luckily for Yang, it was late enough to not be busy and she instantly found a free spot to put her shopping down. She smiled at the cashier, and ignored the once over the cashier gave her. She seemed dressed pretty normal. Well, normal by her standards. She wore a pair of polished doc marten boots, a pair of black skinny jeans which had a few slash marks, a plain white t-shirt, and a thick leather jacket, as well as a pair of skull candy crusher headphones, which were currently around her neck. Her attire covered up the majority of her tattoos, minus the ones on her hands and neck. Packing her bags, she flashed the cashier a smile, who went back to scanning Yang's shopping with a frown. Finally, she turned back towards the blonde, the creases in her forehead refusing to budge.
"That'll be one hundred and eighty lien, would you like a receipt?"
"OK, and yes please," her trademark grin unchanged, Yang fished into the back pocket for her wallet and pulled out two one hundred lien cards, and handed them gently over to the cashier in exchange for a slip of paper. Picking up the large shopping bags, she strode towards the exit, and didn't stop when she heard the cashier shout for her.
"Excuse me ma'am, your twenty!"
"Keep it, it's yours"
Stepping out into the cold air, she was about to slip her headphones back on her ears when she heard a scream. Before she even had the time to register where the noise came from, she was almost taken out by a group of teenagers, smiles plastered on their faces.
"OH MY GOD! Are you Yang Xiao Long? From RWBY?"
"Yeah!"
Yang grinned as she saw the kids look like their lives had just been made. The same one who spoke out first, turned back to Yang, flashing a toothy grin.
"Is it alright if we can get an autograph and a picture?"
Yang nodded, grinning in genuine happiness. She adored meeting her fans, and fell in love every time she saw how happy her presence made them. One of the kids whipped out a CD from a shopping bag, and Yang chuckled to herself as she pulled out a marker pen that she always carried for such occasions from the breast pocket of her jacket. The album was read "Red like Roses" in red lettering, and had a picture of a red rose crossed over with a red scythe. Ruby's idea, of course. The album had just been released earlier that day.
"So have you guys listened to it?"
"No, we were planning to when we got home,"
Nodding once, Yang gave the CD back, slipped her marker pen back in her pocket and readied herself for a group picture as the teens started crowding round her in a slight semi-circle. Thankfully, the group only took one – it annoyed Yang slightly whenever she had fans who took five different photos because "I DON'T LOOK GOOD IN THAT ONE!" – and picked up her shopping just as the group wandered away, waving and shouting goodbyes. Just as she began to walk off, she felt a slight vibration in the pocket of her jeans. Yang whipped out her scroll, and frowned slightly as she saw it was a snapchat. Opening it, she couldn't help but smile at who it came from what she had received.
It was photo of her girlfriend, Weiss Schnee, almost completely naked (from what Yang could tell) in bed, cuddling the Zwei, the pet corgi they shared. Weiss put on a forced sad face, and the caption read "come home soon, we miss you". Yang took a quick selfie – not putting any effort into it – and typed out her message.
"Don't worry, I'm almost home"
Slipping her scroll back into its place, Yang picked up her pace, excited to get home.
oo0oo
Unlocking her door with her scroll, Yang pushed the door open and made her way into the kitchen. The apartment her and Weiss shared was a large, luxurious penthouse flat, and they both loved it. Yang dropped her shopping by the breakfast bar, and turned around when she heard scuttling sounds. The sounds of tiny claws scratching against polished wood. As she expected, she found a small furry ball speed its way to her knees, and she bent down as she saw it finally slow down.
"Hey, Zwei! Hey, boy!"
Almost as happy to see her master as she was to see him, Zwei put his front paws on Yang's knee and excitedly licked her huge hands as they came in to scratch behind his ears, his tiny tail wagging excitedly the whole time. Looking at the doorway, Yang was a little disappointed she didn't find Zwei's other master standing in the doorway. She looked down at Zwei, who had calmed down slightly.
"Where's mummy, boy? Come on, let's go see mummy!"
As soon as those words came out of her mouth, Zwei sped off like a bullet and Yang followed him closely. Zwei bounced into the bedroom and on top of the bed. Yang slipped off her jacket and hung it on a hook behind the door, turning back around to see Weiss. She was sitting up on the bed, and was gently scratching Zwei, who was curled up by his master. Looking up, Weiss smiled as she made eye contact with Yang.
"Hey baby,"
"Hey,"
Yang strode across the bedroom and on the edge of the bed as she started to untie and pull off her boots, blushing slightly as she felt her girlfriend's naked form hug against her back. Turning her head around slightly, she put her hand over the one Weiss had on her shoulder.
"I missed you," Weiss whispered. Yang chuckled slightly, as she pulled off her skinny jeans and socks, moving to take off her shirt.
"Missed me? I only ran to the shop for ten minutes,"
"Ten minutes without you is too long," Weiss whispered, smiling.
Yang chuckled again as she slipped off her top, throwing it onto the floor before she cuddled into Weiss. For being called the ice queen, she's quite toasty, Yang thought to herself.
"I know, but I'm back," Yang kissed Weiss on her nose and wrapped her arms around her just as Weiss started shifting around so that she was being spooned by the much larger blonde.
"What time do we have band practise tomorrow?" asked Yang, nuzzling into the back of Weiss.
"1 o'clock," whispered Weiss, smiling as she felt Yang nod against her back. In the dim light from the window, Yang could barely see Weiss' tattoos, but she had memorized each and every one. Even when she closed her eyes, she knew the position of every inch of ink Weiss had stitched into her skin. While Yang's tattoos varied in quality and were usually done on impulse, Weiss' few tattoos were done with tender care and were mapped out days in advance. Yang's favourite was her first one, done years ago, before they had formed RWBY, but a while after they started dating: a simple black snowflake, drawn on her upper back, just below her neck. Yang kissed this tattoo, before closing her eyes and resting her head against Weiss, just as Zwei curled up next to Weiss' front. Weiss absent mindedly started scratching the dog's head with one hand while keeping the other clasped with Yang's hand.
"Plenty of time for cuddling then," Yang smiled, as did Weiss. Though both loved the lifestyle of being rockstars, the booze, the gigs, the parties, the weed, they still relished in the quiet moments they could find during their busy lifestyle, and they wouldn't trade it for anything.
(Notes: What's this? A random story from aboywhowantedtobegod? Yeah, I needed a break from my coursework, and I had this sudden pang of inspiration. I know it's a rock AU without much rock, but I honestly wanted to write some freezerburn fluff, because, who doesn't want a bit of that? I'll hopefully be back to writing this and my other stories regularly very soon, once I get my coursework out of the way. This could be a one shot, I could end up deleting it or editing it, but this is something which I randomly thought of. See you guys very soon, and adios!)