A/N: Hello everybody, this is 4rgemonger bringing you an ecchi fic. Jaune's hangover actually started with a chat between Blake and I, so blame him for some of the dirtiness. Though a lot of it is mine. This is currently a one shot.
Jaune awoke suddenly, sitting up in his bed. Blinking to clear his vision, a splitting pain shot through his head, and he placed an arm under himself to stay up. He groaned and began to feel dizzy, and that's when he fell. He hit the ground with a loud thump, successfully waking Ren.
"Jaune? When did you come in? I was awake until two and you still weren't back yet," He said sleepily.
" Keep it down, will you? I can't really remember much of last night. I must have had something to drink, given the headache I've got." Ren chuckled and slid back under his sheets, nodding off as quickly as he'd woken up. Jaune knew he wouldn't be returning to sleep soon, so he stood up shakily and strode off to the showers. As soon as the warm water hit him, his eyes began to grow heavy and he felt himself begin to doze.
Jaune awoke and looked up, to find that he was still in the shower. He sighed and turned off the running water, and opened the stall to trip over the towel he'd laid out. Hitting the ground hard for the second time that day, Jaune thought nothing of it. He dried and dressed quickly, and stumbled back to his room. The trek to team juniper's room was a long and treacherous one, as stairs and ramps were now keen on Jaune's death. Oh how he hated hangovers. And the worst part was, he couldn't even remember last night. But then something mysterious happened, as he was in the hall that lead to his dorm he heard a light giggle. He turned his head quizzically and his eyes landed on Yang and Weiss, staring at him in an odd way he swore he'd seen somewhere but he couldn't place it.
"Good morning Jaune," she said with a cute smile.
"Good morning Yang," Jaune responded uneasily, sensing that something was wrong.
"You were hilarious last night, and amazing," Weiss said sultrily, and Jaune became very scared. She stalked forward and leaned on him, purring quite happily. And Jaune though Blake was the cat. He couldn't argue he wasn't enjoying it, but he was uncomfortable to say the least. Especially considering he didn't even know why she was being so obviously affectionate. Suddenly, Jaune felt his right arm get pushed between two objects that could belong to none other than Yang, he didn't need to say explicitly what they were.
"Um Yang?" Jaune asked slowly, taking a huge gulp as Weiss began to rub her face against his before suddenly stepping away.
"C'mon Jaune, you know you want it…" she whispered. Jaune had a fitful spasm and he sprinted off as fast as he could.
"What in the actual f…" he almost finished his vulgar sentence when he was tackled to the floor.
"Why did you try to run from Yang, Jaune?" a short scythe warrior asked. Jaune blushed and tried to push her off him but found his hand had pushed into something soft. His blush grew worse as he quickly rolled out of the pin and stood up, looking down the hall to see two white and yellow figures sprinting towards him. "Are you… Do you like me?" Ruby asked, her eyes wide.
"Bye Ruby got to go," Jaune said quickly as he ran away from the three, hoping Blake or Pyrrha wouldn't come from around a random corner to attack him. He spotted a corner and turned, and as soon as he noticed a table he ducked under it, only to find Sun.
"Sun?" he asked quietly. Then Sun put a finger over his mouth.
"Don't let Blake know we're here!" he shushed, and then they heard the footsteps. Sun began to sweat profusely, and he began to twitch violently.
"SUN WUKONG WHERE ARE YOU?!" a very enraged sounding Blake yelled. Jaune raised and eyebrow and decided to save the faunus from this perilous situation. He stood up and smiled at Blake.
"He went that way," Jaune said pointing down the corridor. Blake nodded and took off in that direction, but right as he was feeling triumphant he was finally caught. Yang turned Jaune to face her and she shaved his face into her bosom, hugging him tightly.
"I know you tried to run Jaune, but that's 'cause you were afraid of admitting your feelings right?" she questioned. Jaune clasped a hand on each of her shoulders, and managed to pull himself up for air. Yang pulled his face towards hers in an attempt to kiss him, but she was knocked aside by Sun who grabbed Jaune bridal style and ran off with him, using his supreme faunus skills set to out maneuver the girls.
"Sun put me down!" Jaune screamed in protest, but only after he figured they were out of a generous earshot distance. Sun looked down at him and nodded, dropping him. "Ow, I didn't mean like that…" Jaune mumbled. Then Jaune looked up and around, his eyes darting over everything so he could gauge where he was, but truth be told he didn't know where. "Where are we Sun?" Jaune asked, but the monkey boy was no where to be found.
"Hello there my brave warrior," said a familiar red-head who was walking out from behind a tree.
"Oh no, not you too Pyrrha," Jaune groaned. Pyrrha took several slow steps forward and planted a chaste kiss on Jaune's lips.
"Don't worry Jaune, I wasn't at the bar last night so I have no idea why they're all so infatuated with you or what you did, but it had to be hilarious," she chuckled. Jaune sighed, as he clasped her hand, and she hoisted him up.
"So you're not going to try to rape me?" Jaune asked innocently. Pyrrha gave him a devilish smile.
"I never said that…"
Jaune awoke with a start and looked down to groan. Great, extra laundry.
A/N: and done, it was all just a dream! Or was it? Feedback will decide!