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Chapter 2
After Weiss had discovered the trick of pulling Ruby's hood over her eyes, she used it more and more often, whenever she could manage, in fact.
If Ruby was disrupting class, if she burped without excusing herself, if she did anything even remotely cockamamy in Weiss's presence, the hood got flipped and tugged.
It became a norm for them very quickly, but Weiss made sure this trademark action belonged to her alone.
When Yang had jokingly performed the action on her sister, Weiss had stomped up and given her hand a light smack. "Only I get to do that!" She had snapped, flipping Ruby's hood back to where it was supposed to be. Ruby had breathlessly began to thank the heiress before she pulled the hood back down herself, mumbling about how Yang did it all wrong.
Despite how it always left Ruby with ruffled hair and a pout, she rather enjoyed the new punishment act Weiss had discovered for her; it was painless - rather soft even - and involved no yelling.
The only downside was that Ruby had to hear rather than see Weiss's chuckle every time.
But reprimanding Ruby for her childish acts was not the only useful method for the red cloak, and Ruby discovered the second usage a few nights later.
She had entered the room having finished a warm shower, finding Weiss lying in bed beneath her covers, turned on her side with her face buried into her pillow.
Assuming she was asleep, Ruby crept quietly toward her own bed, but noticed Blake waving her over. Yang had invited herself into the Faunus girl's bed – again – and was presently keeping her warm on the chilly evening.
"I think Weiss is cold." Blake murmured. "In fact... it's painfully obvious..."
Yang sat up to address Ruby in a mumble. "I was thinking we could throw my blankets on her, since I'm sleeping down here tonight... but then she'd probably throw a hissy fit if she knew that we knew, ya know?"
"I... think so?" Either way, Ruby understood that she needed to figure out a subtle way to keep her partner warm. She nodded her thanks to her other two teammates before deciding what she needed to do.
She dashed over to where her uniform hung on the wall and removed her cloak, quickly putting it in place around her shoulders. She then tip-toed over to the bed beneath hers and leaned over her partner.
Sensing her looming presence, Weiss slowly opened one eye, already aware that she was defeated.
Ruby poked her cheek. "Weeeiss? Are you co-"
"No, Ruby. Now go to sleep."
"O-kaaay..."
"In your own bed."
"Oh, c'mon Weiss!" Ruby stopped her motion of slipping under the covers midway. "You're shivering!"
"I am not."
"You are!"
"Ruby, go to your bed."
"Okay, fine." She placed a hand on Weiss's shoulder and rolled her over onto her back, forcing the heiress to look up at her as Ruby pulled her very best pathetic puppy face. "What if I told you I was really cold?"
"I'd tell you to go to your own bed."
"What if it's broken?"
"Ruby-"
"Okay, okay fine. But I really am cold." She gave a pitiable shudder for emphasis, pulling her cloak over her arms.
"...Is letting you stay here the only non-violent way to shut you up?"
"Probably, yeah."
"Get under." Weiss begrudgingly lifted the blankets, but instantly flipped back over to show Ruby her back. "But Ruby, I swear if you touch me like your sister does to Blake, so help me I'll-"
"Hey, hey I wouldn't do anything like that!" Ruby landed on her side facing Weiss's back, causing the mattress to bounce several times as the heiress let out a long breath through her nose.
"Just... go to sleep." She growled. "And don't talk." She added.
"Aye aye."
When they had all settled, Blake turned off the bedside lamp as "goodnights" were murmured amongst them.
Weiss closed her eyes, fighting to suppress another shiver in hopes to dissuade Ruby from commenting. But even worse, the heiress sneezed instead, which only served to unlock the shivers all over again. She ducked her face into her pillow, praying Ruby had already fallen asleep.
But a moment later, Weiss felt warm fingers brush over her arm.
"Ruby-" Weiss muttered, trying to fend her off.
But she stopped herself when she felt a soft material being draped over her body. Ruby's cloak was warm and the scent of roses wreathed around Weiss as she felt the younger girl slide in a bit closer to her. The heiress sighed - and she may have shifted slightly closer to her partner in return.
"Ruby, thank you, but you don't have to-" She cut off sharply when she felt a finger trace over her back, causing her to shiver again. "W-What do you think you're-?"
But as Weiss tried to roll over to confront her partner, Ruby placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. Miffed, Weiss stayed where she was, biting back her remarks as she felt Ruby's finger dance over her back.
When she relaxed for a second, the heiress realized Ruby was tracing letters between her shoulder blades, and so she did her best to focus and interpret them properly. After a few moments, she gathered the majority of the letters to form a sentence:
You told me not to talk, so goodnight, Weiss.
The heiress's lips curved slightly upward.
"You dunce..."
She muttered this into her pillow before curling in on herself and closing her eyes, making no move to stop Ruby as she snuggled closer beneath her cloak.
A/N: I forgot what I wrote for this chapter until I went to edit it ahaha. Final chapter next week is a tad bit angsty. Just a tad.
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