Sorry that the chapter is super short, but a lot has been going on in the last two weeks of summer vacation. I tried to finish the story before school started, but from my point of view, that ain't happening. Anyway, enjoy the chapter or not, you know I'm not judging. I'll see y'all later.
Weiss' PoV
I woke the next day feeling a warm pillow under my resting head. A muffled thump touches my ear as my head rises and falls like rhythmic breathing as a hand rests on my back.
A hand?!
My eyes pop open to a sea of orange and white covers my vision. The white being my bed and blanket, but it doesn't explain the orange fabric under me. It's warmer and more comfortable than any other pillow I own.
I lift my head up to take a look. My eyes nearly fall out of their sockets when I see her. The golden blonde hair, the scar on her cheek, mouth up with drool dripping from the cavern. I didn't care. She needs to awake and now! My lips mashs against hers. The hand on my back pulls me in and I deepen the kiss. A hum comes from Yang and I pull away.
"Woah!" The blonde breathes. Her half shut lilac eyes glossed over with sleep. "That's one hell of a wakeup call."
"Hello to you too!" I giggle. Yang pulls me into another kiss. It's deep and nice. The cold feeling I've had in my heart for the three months is burned away with a kiss. I feel whole again. I feel free.
We pull away again, both panting for breath. "You've gotten better. More fierce." Yang chuckles.
"Oh, shut up," I reply, playfully swatting her arm. It only causes the blonde to laugh an old and cheerful laugh that I've missed for so long.
Yang wraps around another arm, pulling me even closer and begins to feel my body. Not in a degrading way, but in a warm and gentle way. She always gives me this look to make sure she's not overstepping anything. That's what I love most about the girl, she's always making sure I'm okay and comfortable with stuff like this.
Yang's hands brush against the lower side of my back, fingers plucking at the hem of my shirt asking for entry. A small smile creeps up on my lips and I nod letting her know that it's okay. Her fingers slip under my shirt and her hot hands press against the bare skin of my cold back.
"Ooh, someone's a little chilly this morning," Yang says softly with a smile. "I guess you really are a snow angel."
I ignore her teasing by laying my head on her chest. Feeling warm hands against cold skin relaxes my muscles. Yang runs her hands up and down. Up and down. Her hands reach up to my shoulder blades and stop for a long moment.
"You're not wearing a bra." She whispers.
"No," I say calmly. "No, I'm not. I don't usually wear bras to bed anyway."
Yang smiles softly and continues to rub her hands up and down. "I'm not judging. I'm just surprised I didn't notice until now. I guess the reason is that I didn't get to freely roam around."
I feel her hands below the waist then I feel the warmth of her touch slowly drift away. A long sigh escapes my lips and I look up at the lilac eyes. "I can't feel your hands anymore."
I see the happiness in her eyes fade. "How… how have you been doing? With the whole walking thing."
Another long sigh. "Dice has finally gotten his little science experiment and I'm his first lab rat. So far the braces have helped, but they short circuit every now and then leaving me on the floor or in a dead stance."
"So it's not going well?" I can feel fingers run through my hair as Yang asks.
"It's more of an in the middle situation," I say. "Though it would be a lot easier if the thing was waterproof. It would make it so much easier on me and everyone else."
"Have you tried standing without the braces?"
I nod. "Once and it almost ended horribly. I nearly fractured my wrist trying to catch myself from falling."
Yang must have run out of questions because she's quiet. Her fingers still stroking my hair. It makes me wish to pause and rewind this moment so I can live in it again and again. For once in a while, I didn't have to worry about Dice. The inability to walk has been put on the back burner. All that I care about is here now and I will not be giving her up so easily.
"What do you have planned for today?" Yang speaks up again. "Anything fun?"
I shrug. "Nothing much. I need a bath and eat breakfast."
"Do you need some help getting into the bath? Would you like it if I joined you?" My face heats when hearing those words. Just picturing the scenario of Yang and I in a bath nearly makes my mind melt. Her and I? Sh… sharing a bath?! I don't know if I can handle that. "It'll an experience the both of us will never forget~," Yang says in a singing voice.
"You're not really helping your case here, Yang," I mutter.
"I know you need a couple extra hands to help you with stuff." She adds with confidence. "Plus we can make up for lost times."
"You are very persuasive, Miss Xiao-Long," Yang smiles. "But you're not persuasive enough." The smile drops into a pouty frown.
"Oh, come on, Weiss! You're being cold!" Yang whines.
Her childish behavior makes me giggle a bit. I snuggle up closer to the blonde, burying myself deeper and deeper into Yang's warmth. "That's why I have you to warm me up my little sun dragon." Yang hums. She moves her hands to my back and begins to stroke again. I sigh deeply and melt into Yang's form.
Our reunion doesn't last much longer. A knock on the door tells me that it's Klein with breakfast or mother is wanting to have another morning talk. I hope it's Klein with breakfast and not mother. She doesn't know Yang is here.
"Miss Schnee, I have breakfast for two!" Klein calls from the other side. There's a long moment of silence. "Miss Schnee?"
"Shouldn't you answer?" Yang asks. "He does have breakfast after all."
"Do you think he'll get the wrong idea about us seeing that I'm laying on top of you?" I reply with my own question. Yang shrugs.
I bite my lip and roll off of Yang. "Come in Klein."
Yang sits up when Klein comes in. He smiles warmly at the two of us when seeing me laying next to Yang and not on top of her. It worries me that Klein will get the wrong idea, but then again it's Klein. Yang fluffs up some pillows for me and pulls me into a sit-up position. Klein sets down one tray on the nightstand and hands the other to Yang. She sets her tray aside and waits for mine. Once Klein sets it up I ask for some privacy. He bows and walks out.
"You guys don't eat lobster for breakfast do you?" Yang asks jokingly though she looks serious.
"No, we don't," I say taking the lid off and begin to eat. The cooks made hash browns, sausage, and scrambled eggs. One of my favorite breakfasts. Today is going to be a good day.
"You have therapy today?" Yang asks before shoving a bite egg into her mouth.
"I think I'm going to cancel today's appointment so we can… make up for lost times as you put it." I say with a smirk.
Yang turns to me with a raised brow."Are you making fun of me?" She asks with a smile.
I take another bite of my breakfast. "No."
"Yes!" Yang jams a finger into my side causing me to yelp and giggle like an idiot. "That's a warning princess. Next time you wouldn't be so lucky."
"Oh really?" I say in a teasing manner. "And what might you do?"
"Well? First I would move the food out of the way." Yang slides her away from her body and moves mine on to the nightstand. "Then I would get on top of you." She straddles me at the waist. "give you a kiss." She says in a calm and soft voice. Yang leans down, her hair falling to the side, lips brushing again. "And…" the blonde's voice is a low whisper I almost miss it. "Tickle you!" Yang's fingers begin to assault my abdomen.
Several yelps and squeaks push past the laughing fit in my throat. It's impossible to get some type of word. I try to push Yang off with the only limbs I have. Yang easily swats them away and continues. It's no use. No matter how hard I tried Yang would stop me.
Then she yanked my shirt up exposing my belly. I squeak out of embarrassment when she does. I still feel self-conscious about my body when skin is exposed to Yang. My arms are ineffective when I try to cover up. Yang simply pushed them away and leaned down, her lips brush against the skin of my belly. A pitiful whimper ebbs through my throat. She presses her lips against me and blows a loud raspberry. The action sends me into another laughing and screaming fit of joy.
The laughing and screaming drowns the sound of someone opening the door "Weiss! Weiss! Weiss are you- oh, my gods!" Mother walked in at the worst possible time. Yang and I turn our attention both our faces paler than the bed sheets. "What are you doing to my daughter!"
Yang scrambled off of me, throwing her hands up in defense. "Now hold on a second. L-let me explain."
Mother comes storming over, pointing an angered finger at Yang. "How did you even get in here?!"
"Mother stop!" I call outreaching my arm out to protect Yang. "This is Yang! Grandfather went to get her!"
"And why do I not know about this?" She's upset and angered. "Why didn't I know that he would bring her here?"
"Because I didn't want you to get in the way of things, Willow," Grandfather says from the doorway.
Mother snaps her head to the old man. "What are you doing here?" She asks with shock. "You're supposed to be at the hospital getting your medicine."
"I appreciate the concern, Willow, but I had to check on my granddaughter seeing that you don't like surprises. I also wanted to make sure you didn't kill Miss Xiao-Long either."
"Do you know what will happen to her, to both of them, if Dice finds out that Miss Xiao-Long is here." Mother exclaims.
It doesn't make grandfather waver though. "Do not worry my dear. Dice is on a business trip for two weeks and hardly comes up to Weiss' room anyway."
The woman crosses her arms."So you expect Yang to hide out in Weiss' room until when exactly?"
"I expect Yang to stay as long as it makes Weiss happy."
Willow straightens herself up, knowing that it's a losing battle against grandfather, and apologizes to Yang for being impolite towards her. She says she blames it on the lack of sleep. Saying she's been worried about me. I believe her of course. Mother loves me with all her heart so I have reason to doubt her.
"It… it's no biggie." Yang shrugs awkwardly.
"You do look different in real life then you do on television though." Mother smiles happily. My face grows pale
Yang then turns to me. "I didn't know your mom was a fan of mine. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because that's embarrassing!" I cry out, red-faced now that Yang knows what mother does. "Plus its weird to have you know that my mother watches you on t.v."
"Well, now I do know." Yang smiles. I smile back.
Grandfather walks up to mother, saying. "There's my little snowflake."
Mother mutters something to grandfather that I don't understand and don't really care to understand. Sometime after getting ready for the day, I'll properly introduce Yang to mother and grandfather and… maybe… maybe everyone else too.
Grandfather and mother leave us shortly after. Allowing Yang and I to properly get ready for the day.
"So about that bath we were talking earlier," Yang speaks up. "Are you still in need of a helping hand?" She asks with a cocky smirk.
"No way."
"Please, please, please!" Yang will keep pushing until I say yes.
I thought that I would be able to handle it, but her pleas are now plucking my nerves like strings on a guitar. "Fine! Fine." Yang pumps her fist in the air. "If…" one word cuts off her excitement. "You brought a swimsuit."
Yang raises her arms and flexes. "What? Don't want to see my body in all its glory?"
"No," I say, trying to keep a straight face while fighting off the blush forming in my cheeks.
"Aw! Is someone embarrassed?" Yang wiggles her brows teasingly.
"No!"
Yang bursts into a laughing fit. "You totally are embarrassed!"
I cross my arms and begin to pout. "So what if I am! I don't want to see you naked anyway!"
"It's not any different than with the swimsuit on." The blonde snorts.
"It makes all the difference!" I cry out throwing my hands in the air. "I do not need to see you without clothes on!"
"Ah, but someday you will." She smirks
"And that day isn't today," I reply with a huff. "Now help me out of bed and get me a swimsuit, please."
Yang slides out of bed, comes to my side, and pushes the covers. She becomes a pinch pink in the cheeks when she sees that I'm not wearing any PJ bottoms to cover up my legs. I squirm uncomfortably under her gaze.
"S-sorry." She sputters, turning her gaze in another direction. "I d-didn't know you weren't wearing pants."
I eye the blonde for a moment. It almost looks like she's embarrassed. Yang Xiao Long? Embarrassed? I didn't think that would be possible. This is a side I've never seen before and it's a side I'm willing to explore and or exploit… later.
"It's fine. You've seen me in a swimsuit anyway." Yang keeps quiet and picks me up. We move the bathroom after Yang scoops up a swimsuit for me. She then leaves me be to change of my own and for her to change as well.
Over the last couple of months, I've been getting better at changing my clothes. I don't wiggle like a worm that's in pain all the time nor do I need someone constantly watch out for me unless it's Yang of course. It still is hard for me to wrap my head around the idea that Yang is actually here with me.
After a few minutes, I hear a knock on the door. "You okay in there, Weiss?"
"Yes," I groan still struggling to tie up the upper half of my swimsuit. "Though I could use some help." Gods! Out of all the swimsuits to pick, Yang. You had to pick my least favorite one. Tying the strings together is like trying to itch that spot on your back. No matter how hard you try you just can't reach it. Mother has always helped me in situations like these, but this time Yang is taking over for her.
The door slowly opens and the blonde pokes her head in for a moment. She steps in now seeing that I'm well covered. She's wearing the same swimsuit she wore when we went to the beach. "Here," she steps up, takes the strings from my fingers and ties the two into a bow. "There you go, princess."
A blush touches my cheeks. "Thanks." Yang turns on the water and the bath begins to fill up.
"Have you stood up or walked without the braces?" Yang asks as she swirls the water around with a finger.
"Yes, but only for a second or two," I say. "It takes a lot out of me, mentally and physically, But I can sort of do it."
Yang holds out a hand. "Wann give it a try?" She says with a smile.
A soft half-smile touches my lips. "Okay, but you'll have to take it slow with me."
The blonde smiles, takes my hand and pulls me to my feet. I immediately begin to wobble and fall forward. Yang is there though to catch me in her strong arms. "Let's try a few baby steps, okay?"
Her warm smile to me causes a fuzzy feeling to build up inside my gut. That smile always breaks me.
"Okay."
She lifts me back up to my feet and doesn't let go. My fingers squeeze her shoulders like a snake choking its prey. Yang keeps her arms wrapped around my waist for balance. She has her body pressed against mine as she takes another step back. It's small like a tiptoe backward. "Not so hard right?"
"Maybe not for someone who has working legs," I grumble.
The blonde snickers. "Fair enough."
Yang watches and waits for me to take a step. I don't know how long we've waited for but Yang had been patient every step of the way. In the last couple of months, I've been getting some motor control back in my upper legs making it easier for me to lift them. So taking a step is more like sliding my foot forward and not actually walking.
"It's okay just take your time." Yang continues to whisper words of encouragement in my ear.
"Thanks," I mutter.
It takes all my brain power to lift one leg and lean all my weight to the other. The weighted one wobbles, but I snap in my knee to buckle my leg and slide the other over, what I'm guessing is cold hard marble floor.
Yang watches as my leg slowly moves forward. She smiles and squeezes me. A sign of joy from her. "You're doing great."
"It's just one step."
"One step is a sign of progress."
I scoff lightly with a side smirk. "Okay, you oaf."
She snickers and takes another small step back. I follow after her like a sloth. I'm surprised about how patient Yang is being. Usually, she'll just jump right in, but it seems like she can hold back really well too.
Step and step, we inch closer and closer to the bathtub. I come to realize that I'm about to take a nice bath with the hottest girl on earth. And not just hot. Yang is thoughtful, caring, sweet, smart. The list goes on and go. The revelation makes me special inside. It makes me feel really lucky to have Yang as my girlfriend.
Yang takes one more step back. "How are you feel- ngahh!" She bumps the side of the tub and falls in, pulling me with her.
A flash of hot water burns the skin on my arms and hands as I try to catch myself. A painful whimper rolls around on my tongue but I don't open to release it. Yang thought growls out of annoyance and anger, not pain. "At least we're in the tub."
Yeah. In a tub of boiling hot water. Might as well start cooking us alive!
"You okay?"
"Y-yes." I stutter. "Just a little sting."
"Anything else?"
"No."
Yang releases a shaky breath and pulls the rest of her body into mid-shin deep water. I'm left dangling over the side of the tub. Yang pulls me in the rest of the way. She lays against the end of the tub and holds me close. cheek to chest. The way I like it. She asks me if I want to be flipped around.
"If I want to face the other way then I'll move the other way, thank you very much," I say with sass.
"Woah, okay. The little princess has more sass in her than height." Yang snickers.
"Shut it brute."
Finally got some lightheartedness for once in a while. I wish I could have added more, but nothing was really sticking with me. Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Leave some criticism. It helps, it really does. Like, comment, subscribe, and I'll see you guys next time! BYE!