Tag

Ruby is good at a lot of things. But there is only one thing that she is the absolute best at. It's almost impossible to beat her at tag. She's faster than anyone, and she hates to lose. No one – not even Yang – can catch her. At least, that's how it is until she meets Weiss.

Ruby always lets Weiss win.

It takes Weiss a long time to understand why Ruby lets her win. She wonders if Ruby is making fun of her, or if maybe it's something Ruby does out of pity. But that's not it. It's because, as much as Ruby loves people chasing her, Weiss is the only one she wants to have catch her.

Of course, Ruby can't make it too easy. It's still a game, and she has to have her fun.

Sometimes, she spends the whole game just outside of Weiss's reach, a crimson shadow with a ghost of a smile on her lips. She'll grin and laugh, trailing petals in her wake, and brush her lips along Weiss's cheek. Only when Weiss is out of breath and so close to getting frustrated and losing her temper – only then – does Ruby slow down, not much, but just enough for Weiss to catch her.

Weiss frowns, and it's an expression full of fondness and exasperation. "You always let me catch you," she says, her arms around Ruby. "Every time."

Ruby's reply comes with a kiss and a wink. "Weiss, you caught me long before we started playing tag."

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Author's Notes

As always, I do not own RWBY. I'm not making any money off of this either.

This is a really short one, but I think it works best at this length.

As always, I appreciate feedback. Reviews and comments are welcome.