The door creaked open slowly; Yang cringed a little, opening it even slower to try avoid making even the slightest sound. Several tense seconds later, she had leveraged the dormitory door open just barely enough for her and Blake to peek through - they poked their heads around anxiously. In an instant, Yang's heart melted.
The icy natured heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, Weiss, was flat out asleep in her bed. She was laid on her side, her shoulder rising up and down gently in her slumber. She hadn't even had the energy to change into her night gown; Weiss had clearly crawled under the covers in her combat skirt, only taking off her jacket and shoes, which was strewn across the dorm floor. However, the sleeping princess was only half of the equation.
Lying right next to her under the duvet was Ruby Rose...who had managed to remove only her boots. She was nestled in against Weiss, and was also absolutely worn out, dreaming away. Her head was resting next to the heiress's neck, whilst Weiss's ponytail was spilt across Ruby's shoulder. Their breathing rates soon synchronised, as the two rose and fell a little at the same time. The two were completely out of it - not even remotely disturbed by the creaking of the door.
Yang fought an immense internal struggle to prevent an overexcited squeal at the scene before her. Blake couldn't wipe the enormous grin off her face, before she saw her own partner's predicament: Blake pulled Yang back out of the dorm, creaking the door closed, and the two stifled their giggling just outside the room.
"They're holding hands Blakey! Did you see that? Did you see it?! THEY'RE HOLDING HANDS WHILE THEY SLEEP!" Yang exclaimed in a half-whisper, half-scream tone. The blonde was teetering on her tip toes in her hysteria. Blake put one hand over her partner's mouth and steadied Yang's jittering with the other.
"..Yes, I did see that Yang. Perhaps, we should...ask to stay in Team JNPR's room tonight." Yang gave the faunus girl a puzzled look. Blake continued. "It's only 7PM right now...which I guess makes it all the more adorable. But the way those two fought earlier today...they're gonna need all the sleep they can get. Plus, they'll be traumatised if they wake up together with us in the room."
Yang brought her hand to her chin, pondering over the situation. Blake decided to play to Yang's mischeivous side.
"Plus, we could keep this as our little...secret. Slowly drop teasing suggestions on them over the next year. Keep them on edge." Blake suggested with a wink. Yang grinned deviously. "I'm glad you've been paying attention to my lessons, Blake. My influence is already all over you." Blake rolled her eyes.
"A disturbing premise. I should spend less time around you, Yang Xiao Long...speaking of which, I've got to dash off...guess I'll have to skimp on that whole 'sleepover at Team JNPR's dorm' thing. Visiting hours for the hospital are extended tonight, so I'm going to check up on Sun."
"Oh, okay...how's he doing?"
"Improving. He still hasn't awoken...but...the puncture wounds have healed up nicely, and his vitals are strong...so I guess he's at least on the road to recovery." Blake bowed her head with a stressful sigh. Yang set her hand on Blake's shoulder, giving a gentle rub. The black haired girl turned to leave, but Yang held on.
"Blake...wait a second." Blake halted and stood patiently. The smile had dropped from the blonde's face and sunk to a near frown. "I was wondering if...if you could stay with me tonight."
"Why? Is...something wrong, Yang?"
Yang paused and was fiddling with her fingers, staring at the floor with concern written all over her face. "Blake, you realise Ruby and Weiss tied their match"
"I remember. What about it?"
"...Ozpin and Goodwitch sat me down and had a chat with me, not long after I went down to collect Ruby after the match ended. They said..." Yang swallowed and exhaled, "...Blake...both Ruby and Weiss will...have to face that Tristen...guy..." Yang stuttered out. She was anxiously pulling through strands of her golden locks. "I just...I don't want to sleep on that thought. I can't sleep on that thought."
Blake nodded once. "Of course I'll stay with you tonight. I...know how this must all feel. I can visit Sun tomorrow."
The two partners hugged, a brief moment of comfort for both. Strange how they had been so elated and giddy just minutes ago, gawking at their two napping teammates...only to be forced to confront their awful real world issues. Life was not fair. That was a fact.
They released, and Blake gave Yang an understanding smile.
"Come on blondey. Let's go ask JNPR if we can stay with them tonight - we can try make Pyhrra feel really awkward by dropping some light 'suggestions' about Jaune, if you'd like..."
Yang chuckled quietly, nodding in mischeivous agreement. They stepped silently across the hallway towards JNPR's dorm.
The melody of morning birds chittering and tweeting came softly through the open windows.
Weiss had awoken, but she refused to open her eyes.
She still felt entirely frazzled, despite feeling as if she'd slept for a week. Dull, throbbing aches were intermittently groaning all down her arms and legs, particularly in her thigh and calf muscles.
A warm shape seemed to exist next to the heiress, pressed along her body. She didn't care to use her eyes to find out what it was. It felt nice - relaxing, like a soothing bubble bath.
Its presence was somehow ameliorating the pains that flashed throughout her being, but primarily Weiss was indulging in the calming, sedative effect of this warm object, as it numbed her mind and her worries seemed to slip into irrelevancy. Rather infatuated with the warmth, the heiress pulled her arm back under the covers. It seems she'd left one arm out of the duvet...odd. Regardless, she snaked her free arm around the curve of this heated object, and pulled the object closer, tighter against her chest.
Wait. Wait.
This feels a lot like a body.
Weiss rapidly opened her sapphire eyes.
Before her was a quickly awakening Ruby Rose. The brunette was groaning, as if slowly exiting a dream, leaning on Weiss. The heiress panicked, looking for a quick escape. Nothing. Weiss was between the wall and Ruby - she'd have to clamber over Ruby to get away
Oh god...
Ruby's silver eyes shuddered open and raised her head to look at Weiss, yawning.
"Ughhgh...good morning, Weiss." the young huntress said.
"Daahhh!" Weiss yelped, shooting backwards away from Ruby. She hit the wall behind her. "R-Ruby Rose! W-what are you d-doing in my bed?! I don't...what...how are we..." she sputtered out. Ruby looked nonchalant, lowering her head back onto the pillow. Weiss, meanwhile, was propped up on her elbow defensively.
"Wellll, when I came back from the stadium, you were already unconscious in your bed...and I was exhausted...and I...was kinda cold, and...I...snuggled in?" Ruby meekly replied, hiding her face in the pillow slightly. Weiss was vexed, struggling to find words to scold her partner with. No words seemed to form for her.
"R-Ruby, I should think that - that - did you not think of - why would you think I would permit y-you to-"
"But Weeeiiiissss...when I got into your bed, I was really really really tired, so I hugged you and you put your arm around me while you were asleep?" Ruby said innocently. The heiress was lost for words, looking around incredulously and trying to appear as angry as possible. She searched for powerful words she could use to yell at the girl before her - livid, indignant, furious, inconsiderate, improper. In the end, no speech came out of her mouth; instead, Weiss just looked flustered, blushing wildly as wave after wave of hot blood rushed through her reddening cheeks.
"...And then later on, I was just about to drift off, and we kinda...held hands and then I fell asleep..." Ruby continued. Weiss wanted the 'list of things she'd done with her partner whilst unconscious' to stop. Immediately. She intervened.
"Excuse me, Red, but I did n-not give you permission to sleep next t-"
"I was wondering...do you want to have a...lazy morning? Just me and you?" Ruby interrupted. Weiss was flabbergasted, and again she tried to call up imposing words to decline: absolutely no, definitely not, never in a million years, no way in hell. The trouble was, the heiress could not seem to muster the ability to lie. She remained silent a few seconds, refusing eye contact with Ruby and still trying to look mad, before succumbing to her own desires.
"...Okay." Weiss whispered. She tucked herself nervously back into the bed, before laying as straight and motionless as a stick. Ruby stared at the display of awkwardness. Gotta break down Weiss's walls, somehow...
She rolled over and pressed up against Weiss, who didn't seem to loosen up as her eyes darted all over the place. In fact, she only seemed to be internally panicking more.
Ruby took one of Weiss's hands and played with it, their fingers wrapping and unwrapping around each other. She pulled the heiress closer as Weiss gasped in surprise.
They lay there momentarily, and Weiss rallied her courage to react a little. She tentatively circled her arms around Ruby's waist, her cheeks once again flushing bright crimson, and barely gripped onto Ruby's back. Again, the two lay there awkwardly; both wanted to fully delve into the embrace, but neither had the bravery.
They waited. Body against body, skin against skin.
Awkwardness against awkwardness.
Weiss sighed, relenting. She'd had enough.
No more of this.
The heiress rolled Ruby on top of herself, much to the younger girl's surprise; Ruby lay on her back on Weiss's torso. She wrapped both arms tightly around Ruby, one hand cradling Ruby's head whilst Weiss's other hand grasped at the back of Ruby's hand.
Ruby twisted her head with pleasure as she felt delicate fingers stroke through her hair and down her neckline, over and over. Their legs were a tangled mess down the bed, engaging in some unexplained game in which they padded at each other's feet. And Weiss held onto Ruby's hand as if she were a balloon that might soar away at any second.
"Hey Weiss-"
"No talking, Red. It can wait."
Ruby grinned and further reclined into Weiss's slim body.
Weiss exhaled, and relaxed in the tranquility of the moment. A cool morning breeze continued to enter through the open dorm window, negated by the nurturing heat of Ruby's abnormally high metabolism. She continued to stroke through the brunette's locks, leaning her chin atop her partner's scalp.
Aching and still weary, the two drifted into dreams once more.
Together.