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May 19th: Phobias
'Truth or dare, Weiss?'
'Dare.'
'Alright. I dare you… to tickle Blake without waking her up.'
'Wait, so this is a dare I can lose through no fault of my own?'
'As long as you don't go overboard!'
'…fine.'
The heiress stood from the floor between their bunks and shuffled over to her brunette teammate's sleeping form. Biting her lip and extending her fingers out, she brushed her nails along Blake's skin, causing the sleeping girl to mumble and shift around, letting out a giggle as the touch ghosted over her again. Eventually, she returned to her spot in front of the cross-legged blonde.
'There. Tickled. Truth or dare, Yang.'
'Oh, please. Why don't you actually TRY and tickle her this time?'
'You made no such specifications, you oaf. TRUTH OR DARE.'
'Uuugh. Very well then; dare.'
'I dare you… to take off your bra.'
'Woah, Ice Queen's getting into the hot stuff. You sure you don't wanna just take this to bed?'
'Well, if you're too scared to do it...'
After a few seconds of silence in the dark, there was a small click.
'I said OFF, Yang. As in, off your body-EEP!'
Just as the last word left her mouth, she let out a squeak as the warm fabric hit her in the face.
'There you go, Weissy. One Yang with her girls unleashed.' The blonde proclaimed with her tongue stuck out, shaking her chest back and forth for emphasis. 'The tank top's staying on, though, sorry to say.'
'I-I can't believe you actually did that.' The heiress sputtered back, throwing the undergarment down next to her.
'Duh, that's the rules. Truth or dare.'
Weiss bit her lip. She was sure that that dare would've made the brawler give up, or, at the very least, fazed her. Instead, she'd just opened herself up to the blonde's full retaliation.
Maybe I should steer clear of dares for now.
Looking at the clock, the white-haired girl saw that it was past 1:30. It would probably be for the best if they called it quits soon (not that it was a school night) but her brain quickly thought up another idea that would surely make Yang surrender.
…she just needed to make it to the next round.
'…truth.'
…
For a moment, Yang didn't respond, clearly lost in thought as the shine of her lilac eyes showed, the only thing that could be easily made out in the pitch-black room.
'…what is your biggest fear?'
'…huh?'
'Your biggest fear. Something that scares the crud out of you whenever you think about it.'
The silence returned.
'I… I guess the biggest thing I'm worried about right now is failing to become a proper huntress.'
'What? THAT'S what you're most afraid of? Weiss, you're an awesome fighter…'
'BUT I'VE SCREWED UP SO MUCH SINCE I CAME HERE!'
The hiss silenced the blonde's rebuttal. She looked on at the sparkling azure before her.
'I messed up plenty on my first day in battle because of my personal gripes with Ruby! I chased Blake away because of my stupid prejudice! I almost got knocked out by Torchwick when we fought him under the highway! I almost got KILLED on the train and Blake had to bail me out! I even nearly got myself knocked out trying to take out Flynt in our match and I DIDN'T EVEN TAKE HIM OUT OF THE FIGHT!'
'Weiss, calm down! You're gonna wake up the rest of the team.'
With that, the heiress fell silent, staring down into the hands in her lap. She opened and closed her hands, brows furrowing in frustration.
'I can't even summon properly. I'm hopeless.'
'STOP IT, WEISS. You're NOT hopeless.'
Though the girl in question opened her mouth to reply, Yang kept going.
'You think you're the only one who makes mistakes? You SAVED Ruby from a Nevermore in the Emerald Forest when I got stopped by a bunch of FEATHERS. I didn't realize Blake was a Faunus and she was my PARTNER. Torchwick punched me through a CONCRETE PILLAR because I charged in blindly. And you weren't the only one who nearly got killed on the train.'
'Huh? What do you-'
'And even in our match against those Atlas students! I let that Neon chick screw with my head. Let my hot-headed temper get to me at the worst time possible!'
'…did you really have to make a pun out of that?'
'That's not the point. You've made a lot of mistakes in the past and so have I. But that's the natural way things go; we're still in school, after all. We just need to learn from the things we do wrong and keep moving forwards regardless.'
…
'…Yang, I think you're making yourself out worse than how you truly are. I've seen you do incredible things since I got to Beacon. Just because you tripped up a couple of times doesn't make you any less amazing!'
'Then maybe you should try applying that line of thought to yourself instead?'
Silence descended once more.
'…well, uh, aren't you going to ask?'
'Huh? WAIT, WHAT?!'
Immediately, the heiress's mind raced to extremes for the meaning of those words, leaving her flustered.
'Truth or dare, Weiss. We were playing it.'
Oh, right.
The heiress screwed up her face, trying to recall what her plan had been before they had gotten sidetracked.
…
…she couldn't even remotely remember what she'd thought up only minutes ago.
'…honestly, it's getting pretty late. I think I'm done for the night.'
'You're giving up? Even though it's my turn to go?'
'I guess so. Er… well, actually…'
Weiss glanced to the side, clearly embarrassed again.
'Maybe I'll take you up on your bed offer.'
'Yeesh, I didn't even get to choose. Why don't we just kiss if you're so eager?'
'BED. CUDDLE. NOW. I DARE YOU.'
Yang stifled a laugh.
'Very well. As the ice queen commands…'
As they clambered up onto the empty upper bunk and the larger girl docked against her, Weiss managed to get a face-full of cleavage.
'Uh, Yang?'
'Hmmm?'
'Why aren't you wearing a bra?'
'Cause you told me to take it off before, remember?'
…
Lilac looked down at her with concern. 'Why, is that a problem?'
…oh.
Right.
…
…crap.
…
…oh. Right. Closing statement.
I don't know.
Boobs.
Boobs are cool.
Brain is exhausted.
Sleep now.
Zzzzzzzzz.
