Hey guys, back again with this. Thanks for the love on my last story :D. I'm not very good at writing weather/scenery, so this was a learning experience for me. I also got a ton of help on it from my fanfiction buddy, MumboJumbo, and some tips from a tumblr senpai of mine. Any feedback and criticism is greatly appreciated. Well, enjoy some white rose fluff.

Also, if you guys like this story I might do a second chapter with Yang comforting Blake, who is also freaked out during the storm. Leave me a review telling me if you want a second bumblebee chapter.

~Rambling Madwoman


"Hey Weiss, are you excited? This is so cool, I can't wait!" Ruby said, babbling about as Weiss tried to focus on her homework. "Can we stay up? Pretty please? It's gonna be so amazing Weiss!" The scythe-wielder was dashing around the room, covering the floor in a layer of rose petals as she went. Weiss tightened her grip on her pencil, taking a deep breath so as not to snap at her girlfriend.

"Remind me what is so spectacular about tonight?" Weiss asked calmly, keeping her eyes on her homework.

"The giant thunderstorm, silly!" Ruby beamed, waving her arms around a bit for added effect. Weiss froze and her eyes widened. Ruby didn't notice the change in her partner's stance, instead choosing to bounce around their room again. Weiss felt her throat tighten; she was terrified of thunderstorms.

For as long as she could remember, whenever a thunderstorm would tear it's way through the sky, she would cower under her covers in fear. The flashes of lightning blinding her, the loud cracks of thunder deafening her, the powerful wind threatening to tear the very building from it's foundation. No, she was not a fan of thunderstorms like her partner. Luckily for her, there hadn't been a thunderstorm at Beacon during her stay thus far. Swallowing the lump in her throat she shook her head slightly and focused on her work again.

"Do what you wish, but I intend to get some sleep tonight." Weiss said, trying to sound impassive. Ruby pouted at her girlfriend, walking over to Weiss. "You're not gonna stay up and watch with me?" She asked, kneeling next to the heiress and giving her puppydog eyes.

"No, we have classes tomorrow." She said, keeping her eyes on her work so she wouldn't break under Ruby's gaze.

"You're no fun…" Ruby huffed, walking over to the window. "At least look at that!" Ruby said excitedly, pointing to the sky. Weiss decided to humor Ruby and glanced up to see a black and purple sky, the clouds stretching as far as she could see. It was raining in the distance, a strong wind swaying the trees in the forest surrounding Beacon. She tensed up at the sight, her posture once again going unnoticed by her partner.

She estimated she had about half an hour before the storm was upon them, and quickly shut her books. "Well, I'm going to get some sleep." She said, standing up and grabbing her night clothes from the dresser.

"Weiss? It's not even 9…" Ruby said, confused. The heiress ignored her and went to the bathroom to change. Ruby let her shoulders slump, no one would watch the thunderstorm with her. Yang and Blake had headed off to who knows where, leaving the red and white pair to themselves in the dorm. Looking out the window again, she squealed with excitement as she saw lightning in the distance.

As soon as Weiss exited the bathroom she went straight for the bed she and Ruby shared, burying herself in the covers. Ruby found it odd but brushed it off as Weiss studying too hard again. Pulling up a chair, she opened the curtains all the way and sat back, waiting for the show to begin.

It started off slowly.

A gentle breeze started up, rustling the leaves outside and warning anyone outside to retreat to safety inside the building. The trees swayed softly, lulling Ruby into a calm demeanor. A low whistling followed the wind, a gentle lullaby, a false warning of what would come. Weiss could barely hear it from beneath her fortress of blankets, but she heard it nonetheless. A shiver ran down her spine in worried anticipation, knowing what was soon to follow.

The soft pitter patter of rain against the window began, streaks running down the glass. The wind wasn't strong enough to control it yet, allowing it to add to the calm atmosphere. Ruby leaned back in her chair, waiting for the real fun. Weiss burrowed deeper into the blankets, trying to fall asleep before the thunder started.

After a little bit the wind began to pick up, crashing the rain against the window. The storm grew dangerously close, and they were minutes away from being in the center of it. The trees were shoved this way and that, branches bending and threatening to snap. It began pouring, and mixed with the rain Weiss began to worry the windows would be smashed.

When the first streak of lightning appeared, Weiss heard Ruby's small gasp of astonishment and covered her ears, waiting for the thunder. The loud boom resonated throughout the sky, strong but small compared to what was to come. Ruby couldn't stop the smile that spread across her features, her hands clenched into fists and bumping lightly against each other.

When the real storm was finally at Beacon, Weiss could see see the flash even through the blankets. The crack of thunder followed not a second after, signalling that they were in the middle of the storm now. By now Ruby was out of the seat, face pressed against the window to feel the rain beat against it as the wind howled and beat against the building.

When a particularly large crack of thunder drew a small yelp from the heiress, Ruby tore herself from the window and walked over to the bed. "Weiss?" Ruby asked gently, putting a hand on the blankets. "W-what is it? I'm trying to sleep." the heiress said, cursing the stutter in her voice and pulling the covers tighter around herself.

"Are you ok?" Ruby questioned, worried for her partner.

"I'm perfectly fine, why wouldn't I be? Eep!" She said, yelping at another boom of thunder. Ruby's eyes softened at the sight, understanding the problem. "If you were scared of thunderstorms, why didn't you just say so?" Ruby asked quietly, climbing in to the bed beside her girlfriend.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I was just startled…" Weiss argued weakly, refusing to look at Ruby. But with a particularly strong gust of wind and more lightning, She jumped slightly and cuddled close to Ruby, seeking comfort.

Ruby easily wrapped the heiress in her arms, whispering words of comfort in her ear. "Don't worry Weiss, I'm right here. It's just a little thunder," She said, trying to calm the shaking girl in her arms. But when Weiss continued to whimper with each loud sound and flash of lightning, she brought her partner's lips to her own in an attempt to calm her down.

Weiss quickly returned the kiss, wanting to get lost in the feeling while she could. When Weiss jumped at another rumble of thunder Ruby rolled on top of Weiss, pressing as close to her as she could. "You're safe, Weiss, I'm right here." She murmured into the trembling girl's ear, pressing a light kiss to it before nuzzling into the crook of her neck. Weiss wrapped her arms around Ruby's neck, holding her close.

"You dolt…" Weiss said affectionately, pressing a kiss to the side of Ruby's head.

They stayed in the embrace until Weiss stopped shaking. The storm still raged on but Weiss had found comfort in her partner and finally was able to fall asleep. Ruby rolled them over gently, bringing Weiss to lay atop her. She kept her arms securely around the heiress and combed her fingers through the alabaster tresses.

The storm continued to rage outside but Ruby was content to listen to it with her partner in her arms. She chuckled lightly to herself, finding it slightly amusing that the fearless Weiss Schnee hated thunderstorms. It was rare that Weiss allowed this much physical contact, even in the privacy of their dorm, so Ruby made sure to always savor every moment she could.

Closing her eyes, Ruby yawned and wrapped her arms a bit tighter around Weiss. She let the sounds of the storm drown everything else out, pressing a kiss to the top of her partner's head and sighed contentedly. She may be a dolt, but she was Weiss's dolt, and that was all that mattered.