Au prompt: "okay i get that there are no seats left in this cafe but like i am trying to read here no you cannot have this chair my feet are using it thank you very much please get out of my face now"


She licked her fingers and flipped the page. Weiss took her free time seriously, and free time meant being at her favorite coffee shop out by the docks. She was hoping for a quiet and carefree day, but it seems like Rembucks, the coffee shop she basically lived at was at full capacity today.

Now normally this wouldn't have bothered the ivory haired dame, but there was just so much going on. Especially with the girl that was constantly in her peripherals. Weiss momentarily looked up from beyond her oh-so-interesting book. The busty blonde was eyeing her too. What the hell did she want? Couldn't she see Weiss was busy?

Weiss was also kind of a selfish prick. Her short body and legs were stretched out to the seat beyond her. She was basically slouching in her chair. An uncommon sight for a wannabe lookalike princess. But this was her free time after all.

She clicked her tongue and finally set down the book as the blonde had approached her. With an eyebrow of suspicion she could only hope the blonde was just passing by. No such luck.

"Can I use this chair, since y'know there's no where else to sit but here?" The blonde asked, her voice was rather cheery and loud. Her eyes were a gorgeous set of lavender, but Weiss wasn't falling for any of her tricks. Even if the blonde wasn't pulling any.

"No?" Weiss bluntly stated.

"What? But you're not using it?!" The blonde looked rather dumbfounded.

"Yes, I am." Weiss now confidently stated her head looked up as she gave herself up in a rather snobby manner.

The blonde tilted her head and noted that Weiss's feet were in fact on the seating.

"Oh, come on! You seriously can't give up a dumb leg rest?!"

"No! Why should I?! Now if you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do." she gave the blonde a cocky grin and raised her book back into her face. Trying her damned hardest to ignore the tall, gorgeous blonde, that was in her periphery.

The blonde seemed to huff, but not in defeat. The blonde didn't bother moving from her spot to leave Weiss in peace. Instead she moved closer to the seating now.

"All right, princess if that's the game you wanna play." The blonde sounded eerily confident, but Weiss chose to ignore the strange feeling she was getting. She pretended to read, but the blonde held more of her attention than anything.

Within an instant Weiss felt her legs lifted and then placed on top of the blonde.

"E-excuse you!" Weiss now pulled herself up and off of the girl. "You can't just go touching people's feet or legs!" Weiss was rather flustered.

"Well, you can't just go denying people seats with your prissy little feet, princess." The blonde smirked at her.

"My name's not princess! It's Weiss!" Weiss blurted out towards the blonde who was grinning at her.

"Pleasure to feet you, Weiss. I'm Yang." Yang seemed rather proud of her dumb pun.

Weiss sneered and blushed simultaneously. "That's not funny. And you took my seat."

"Your seat? Your name wasn't on it. But if you really care that much, you can claim me like you claimed that seat. Only if you want to." Yang winked.

Weiss hid behind her book, trying to calm down a blush. "What does that even mean, you dolt?!"

Yang laughed. "You can rest your legs on mine. I won't object if you don't. I'm not moving either way. I've got stuff to catch up on too." Yang pulled out her a laptop from a backpack she had been carrying.

"Ugh. Fine. I guess I have no choice." Weiss groaned, but had secretly enjoyed the notion of using this pretty girl as a footrest. If only for the moment.

"You can't keep stealing seats with your legs you know, I think I'm going to have to put a stop to this." Yang commented as she set up her laptop, looking from beyond it.

Weiss looked at her curiously. "How are you going to do that?"

"I guess I'll just have to be your permanent leg rest."

Weiss put her book back up, her legs comfortably resting on Yang's lap.

"I guess I have no choice do I?"