Author notes: Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you all enjoy your day, and as a gift from me to you, have some flirty Bee's and some serious Monochrome. Totally want you wanted right? Anyhow as per usual likes and comments are much appreciated and yeah I guess, enjoy?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all creditability and ownership of the following scenarios and characters goes to Monty Oum.
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Blake swallows as her gaze quickly flickers to her scroll.
10:27
They've been waiting ten minutes.
Tapping her fingers rhythmically against her thigh, her gaze quickly falls to the floor and away from the uncomfortable sighs and shuffling of the J, P and R in JNPR as they indecisively sway in the small space of RWBY's dorm room like lost puppies.
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea." Weiss states matter of factly as she elegantly sits cross legged on her own bunk.
Whether she's talking about the party or the bet, Blake doesn't know but her covered ears anxiously tick against her ribbon at the statement, but not because it's made the atmosphere within the room ten times as sensitive and unpleasant, but because she agrees with the heiress, but keeps her opinions to herself.
It had seemed like a great plan to follow their fellow huntsmen and huntresses to a party back in JNPR's room at the time, but as soon as Nora turned around and deemed that their room was to "messy". Ruby quickly offered up her team's dorm instead.
No-one rejected the offer, but as soon as Yang and Nora left to go grab some ' basic supplies', the plan quickly led to where they were now; with both team JNPR and RWBY crammed with a large seven foot speaker, an extra wooden desk and six large crates of alcohol into the small space of the latter's room.
"Don't be such an Ice Queen, Weiss" Yang suddenly booms as she kicks the door open with her right foot before barging in with an extra stack of bottles and cans in her muscled arms. "I can feel your negativity from all the way down the block, you need to 'chill' out". She laughs as she dumps the beverages onto the desk by the window alongside the others.
"Yeah!" Nora enthusiastically enforces as she bounces behind Yang, her own arms filled to the brim with alcohol.
Weiss sighs as the rest of the room giggles at the pun. Even Blake breaks out a small smile which doesn't go unnoticed by Yang.
"Wait, are we allowed alcohol in the dorms?" Jaune nervously asks as Yang walks over to the speaker and plays her party playlist and opens more bottles of drink.
"Well, technically no. But it's a party and you can't have a party without drinks!" Nora replies as she takes an open drink from Yang and zips around the room providing Ren with a refreshment before he even needs to ask.
Although Jaune looks ready to shut down the party at the mere mention of rule breaking, no-one argues with Nora's logic as the yellow and pink pair quickly dispense the alcohol around the room.
"Do you want a drink, Blake?" Yang kindly asks as soon as she gets around to their bunks.
Blake smiles. "Sure."
Grinning, Yang throws a bottle up to her before jumping up and onto her bed and sitting next to the Faunus.
Okay. Keep calm, Blake. Remember, you have all night to tell her...
"This was actually a really good idea." She says, trying to start off slow as she watches the tense atmosphere die before her eyes as Juniper all mingle in the middle and dance.
"Yeah, surprisingly I'm full of them." Yang states, causing Blake to lightly shove her shoulder as she giggles.
"I knew that already." She smoothly replies, making Yang grin like an idiot.
"Huh, yeah. I guess after being partner's for almost two year's now it is common knowledge." Yang teases, trying to remain cool and collected whilst also providing at jab at Sun's earlier words.
"Two year's?" Blake says, trying to adjust to the taste of the words in her mouth. "Wow, that's... Crazy when you really think about it."
Yang nods thoughtfully. "Mhmmm, you've been with me for two years now, and Blake..." She says, turning and gently placing her hand on top of Blake's own. "Thank you."
Blake's eyebrows raise and her eyes widen as warmth rocks her body at Yang's words and touch. "Thank you?" She questioned. "I don't understand-"
Yang giggles, straightening her spine and squeezing Blake's hand at her partner's cute confusion. "Thank you for being the best partner I could've ever asked for."
"Yang. I –"
"No, Blake. Wait, Can I just..." She sighs before taking a deep breath and looking at her with anxious eyes.
Intertwining their fingers, Blake reassuringly squeezes Yang's hand back and nods. "Go ahead."
Bowing her head, Yang huffs before moving forward. "I've wanted to say this since I first became your partner, but just guess that I've never had the courage too, but Blake.. I'm so grateful for everything, for you and well... For us."
Yang smiles and it reaches up to her tear glistened eyes as she continues. "I know that you didn't have to choose me. That you could've ignored me and picked literally anyone else on initiation day."
Blake is about to interject, about to argue. It was luck that drew them together, before Yang raises her right hand.
"But I'm so happy that you didn't. Now you could disagree, tell me that it was just coincidence... that it was luck that you found me, but Blake, I don't believe it." She admitted as she raised the hand that was underneath Blake's.
Blake deflated at the lack of touch, but before she could complain at the lack of contact, suddenly Yang was touching her cheek; brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "There is no-one else that I could ever be with."
Blake's breath catches in her mouth or is that her tongue? She doesn't know. She can't comprehend anything but Yang's gentle eyes as she pulls her hand back and takes a drink from her bottle.
"Yang..."
"Blake?" Yang answers, nervously poking her tongue out through her teeth and scrunching up one eye in a stupid face which instantly has Blake laughing.
The alcohol has clearly starting to set in for the blonde.
"You dork."
Yang smiles at Blake's laugh, wishing that she could hear the sound again.
"Hey, I'll have you know that I was voted most popular girl in school back at Signal."
"That still doesn't change the fact that you're still the biggest dork that I know." Blake teases.
Yang feigns hurt as her eyes widen and she raises a hand over her open mouth. "I am not!"
"It's alright Yang, your secret's safe with me." She winks before attempting to take a sip of her drink before she realises that the lids still on the bottle.
Crap. Totally not embarrassing…
Yang giggles and Blake suddenly death glares the bottle cap for making a fool out of her.
How dare it not be open!
"Easy tiger, you'll break the bottle if you keep staring at it that hard. Here, let me help." Yang coos as Blake solemnly hands her the bottle.
Yang winks at Blake just as she rips the bottle lid off with just her fucking teeth.
She has no right to be so sexy, especially when just opening a bottle for dust sake!
"Thank you." Blake mumbles as Yang hands her back the bottle.
"No problem, kitten. I'm always down to help a damsel in distress." Yang disclosed.
Blake's eyes narrowed. "Is that so?"
"Yep! As long as they're as endearing as you!" She winked, allowing Blake to bring herself back from envious territory.
Blake huffed. "How I managed to stay single this long with all of your compliments is still beyond me, you know?"
Yang smiles. "I don't know either." She half-jokes. "Usually most people would have succumbed to my charm by now… But you? You really intrigue me. Just how do you it?"
"I'm not sure… Maybe I'm just blessed with an immunity for such things." Blake says nonchalantly as she waves her hand to the side as if to physically brush the idea away.
Yang hums low. No-one is immune to her charms. No-one.
"You may think that you've been blessed with a talent but I've been given the greatest gift of all."
"What?" Blake says, knowingly falling into the trap.
Yang smirks. "You."
Blake lightly scoffs. Predicting the punch-line but enjoying the delivery none the less. "You don't mean that." She lightly quips, causing Yang to frown at her.
"You really don't see how beautiful you are inside and out, do you?"
The soft murmur has both girls' hearts racing.
Could this be it?
The partner's awkwardly stare at one another, not knowing quite how to continue.
"I'm sorry if that was out of pl-"
"You're really beau-"
They both say at once, causing Yang to giggle and Blake to blush.
"I'm –"
"- Sorry!"
Blake chuckles, looking aside in self-consciousness as Yang's bubbly laugh fills the air and their friend's turn to them with knowing look's in their eyes.
"Look at us..." Yang says as she wipes a tear from her eye. "We can't even have a basic conversation for more than five minutes."
"I guess you could say... Cat got our tongues?"
Yang freezes, eyes wide and mouth hung open.
Dust... She's so cute... I just want to kiss her, dammit!
"DID YOU JUST MAKE A PUN!" Yang suddenly yells, scrambling towards Blake on her knees, desperately clenching her right hand in her own.
"Er, maybe.." Blake stutters, too caught up in the warmth of Yang's hand on her own.
"Marry me!"
The room goes dead silent.
"What!" Weiss suddenly shriek's.
Blake's heart fucking stops.
Yes.
"Blake Belladonna, No!" Weiss yells.
"Blake, yes!" Yang says, excitedly pawing at Blake's hand.
"You're too young to get married, young lady!" Weiss counters, leaping from her bed and rushing over to Blake's one.
"Weiss, she just made a pun! Blake just made a pun!" Yang gasps as Weiss takes Blake's other hand and retches her off of her own bed.
"I don't care if she just pulled a diamond ring from her pocket. You are not getting married! Not yet!" She yells back as she drags Blake to the other side of the room.
Juniper burst into hysterics at the devastated look on Yang's face before Ruby suddenly darts up and rugby tackles her sister.
...
Stomping over to the speaker's, Weiss turns the music full blast and dims the light by switching the nearby light switch.
Her and Blake needed a private talk. Now.
"What are you doing!" She seethes as Blake stands awkwardly, looking longingly at Yang. "Marriage wasn't a part of the deal!"
"It's not as if she was being serious, Weiss!" Blake counter's with a growl.
"Wait, she wasn't?" Weiss dumbly voiced aloud.
Blake swore she could've seen red. "Of course she wasn't!"
At least I don't think she was?
"Well I didn't know that!" Weiss snapped back.
Blake growled. "It was obvious!"
"No, Blake! It wasn't! You two were all wrapped up in one another and can I add both slightly intoxicated when Yang asks her to marry you! I don't care if it was a joke, with the state that you are both in around each other anything can happen!"
Blake swore at her best friend. "What's that supposed to mean! The state that we are around each other? And so what if Yang and I got married? It's not a problem."
"Yes, Blake it is a problem." Weiss bites. "You haven't even talked to each other about proper romantic feelings. You haven't even addressed both of your ongoing problems as soon as one of you gets too close to someone else. And too top it off, Blake. You're not ready."
Blake has to physically stop herself from slapping Weiss. "This is just because you're jealous. Or scared to lose this bet aren't you?"
"Don't try and change the subject. This isn't over the stupid bet, Blake! This is about you and Yang!" She roars, trying to make her friend see sense. "You both flirt with each other all the time! Then once you're done and neither of you make a solid move you go and shamelessly flirt with someone else hoping that the other will finally take it as a sign to speak up. But Blake it doesn't work!" She breathes, taking a moment to collect her head. "You just hurt each other more and take the teasing to the next level. And Blake I'm scared for when you either get pushed, or push Yang too far."
Blake is stunned. She's never seen Weiss so angry before.
Weiss clearly picks up on her shock as the heiress quickly pinches the bridge between her eyes, trying to calm down. "Look, I apologise for pulling you away like that without having proper context to the situation, I'm sorry. But it needed to be done Blake. What would've happened if you would've said yes, poured your heart out to Yang and Yang agreed?"
"Everything would've been fine." Blake awkwardly guesses, causing Weiss to frown.
"No, Blake. It wouldn't have been." Weiss groaned. "You would've been happy for about five minutes until one of you jumped the gun and started overthinking it."
Blake snarled. "You don't know that!"
"Yes, Blake I do!" Weiss bellowed. "I know because it's exactly what happened the last time both of you tried to resolve your interests in each other too fast! And remember how that night went? You two wouldn't even talk to each other for a week."
Blake flinched at the reminder.
"Look, Blake – What, What I'm really trying to say is that I have absolutely no problem with you and Yang being together. I actually happen to think that you're really good for one another – It's just that… You both need to slow down and stop being so stubborn and insensitive."
"I wasn't being stubborn or insensitive."
Weiss's instant furious gaze could've frozen hell over. "Blake, you know that Yang has insecurities about your feelings for her whenever you talk to Sun. Yet you still turned, danced and spent the rest of that party with him. If that's not the definition of insensitive, I don't know what is."
"I'm insensitive?" Blake yowled. "Excuse me Weiss, but you seem to forget that Yang seemed to have no issues dancing, flirting and going off with Pyrrha that night too!"
"I never said that Yang wasn't guilty either! Both of you were idiots blinded by your jealousy and I can see that hasn't changed. Also, you seem to forget, Blake. That you left her to go spend the rest of the evening with Sun first."
Blake ground her teeth together. Not wanting to speak more about it.
The memory's still hurt.
She had left to talk to Sun as soon as Pyrrha turned up to speak to Yang in matching outfits.
Yang had danced, swayed and laughed with the red head, whilst she did the same with Sun.
All while sending desperate, furious glares at their partner's whenever they got the chance.
Blake wished that she could just forget it all.
"I'm sorry." She suddenly whimpers, her voice cracking as emotions abruptly hit her like a tidal wave and she lower's her head in shame. "You're right. I – I should've known better"
Arms instantly envelop her at the words and suddenly Weiss is hugging her. Tears fill her eyes at the comforting contact.
"Shh, don't – Don't apologise. It's okay, Blake. I just don't want to see either of you get hurt again." She whispers into Blake's shoulders. Internally scolding herself for not wearing her highest heels so that Blake could at least comfortably lean on her for support.
"I need to Weiss, you're not wrong. I do push her too far sometimes… And you were just looking out for us both." She sniffles as tears start to soak into Weiss's blazer.
Weiss exhales a deep breath. "I know I'm right you idiot…" She grumbles causing Blake to lightly chortle against her chest at her stubbornness. "I'm just sorry that I shouted at you though, that was out of line."
"I un-"
"- Is everything, alright Blake?" Yang suddenly asks from behind her, breaking the calm lull. However before Blake can even pull out of the hug with her best friend or turn to her partner. Weiss shuts her down.
"Everything's fine, Yang. Just sit back and enjoy the party. We'll be with you soon"
Yang bite's her bottom lip, torn between anger and fear. "Did I, Did I do something wrong?"
Blake's heart break's at the uncertainty in her voice.
"No, Yang. You did nothing wrong. We just need a minute." Weiss reassures, holding Blake tighter as the sob's become gently harder.
"But-"She interjects, taking one step closer.
"Yang!" Weiss barks. "Sit down, now. We will be with you in a minute."
Yang takes one step back, before another one quickly follows, her hands and eyebrows raised high. "O- Okay."
"Thank you!" Weiss huffs as Yang backs off.
"You didn't need to send her off like that." Blake mumbles into her jacket. Trying to collect herself and stop the tears.
Weiss laughs once, a harsh exhale of breath. "I know. I just didn't want her to see you cry on my shoulder, otherwise I'd definitely never hear the end of it."
"Good point." Blake chuffs as Weiss slowly pulls away and she can wipe the evidence of her little breakdown away before anyone else can see.
"Are you okay?" Weiss delicately asks as she watches Blake recover from her sniffles.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you Weiss." Blake says, smiling at her friend.
She really does mean it. Weiss is harsh, sure, but she always knows what she's doing and what's best.
"No problem, you sap." Weiss replies, embracing Blake in a quick hug once more. "Someone has to keep you two lovebirds in check."
Blake giggles. Feeling just about ready to get back into the party when suddenly Nora approaches.
"Hey, ladies. We're about to play a drinking game! Are you two in?"
Weiss curiously looks to Blake, asking with her eye's if she's sure she's okay, when Blake just shrugs in return. "Sure."
"Awesome!" Nora draws out.
"Let the real games begin!"