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Celebrating 20 chapters!


"So then I said-"

"Yang, I swear to gods, if I'm about to hear the same damn punchline you always use, this drink is getting dumped on your head." Weiss threatened, holding up her half-empty White Atlesian for emphasis. While it was true that she might not be in the greatest mood currently, but anything would have been better than hearing one of her friend's shitty, way too overused jokes. All she wanted to do was spend the afternoon at the fairly empty Perch, avoiding her issues after a horrible shift at work through the use of alcohol while her friend attempted to cheer her up. Though, that task was proving to be a bit easier on this particular day, given what happened the prior night...

"Oh, no, please finish the joke, Yang." Cinder insisted from somewhere behind Weiss, approaching the bar counter with a smirk on her face. "I would be absolutely delighted to see Weiss pour her drink all over you."

Okay, now that someone else wanted to see it, Weiss kind of wanted to see it too. So she joined the older woman in smirking at their friend. "I concur. Now, why don't you continue?"

Awkwardly looking between the other two woman, clearly feeling their intense gazes, as both of them eagerly awaited a response, Yang let out a nervous chuckle. "So uh, you see Nora last night, Cindy?" She instead slyly wondered.

Unfortunately, Cinder was prepared for the sudden subject change, as she nodded. "I did, we ordered takeout together." She answered, likely much calmer than the blonde was expecting. "And you, Xiao Long, did you demonstrate your talents like you so clearly described the other day?"

Weiss immediately raised a brow at her friend upon hearing that. "Your talents?"

Yang just nervously chuckled again, reaching up to awkwardly rub the back of her head. "Well, I uh, showed off my killer cuddlin' skills of course."

Cinder only rolled her eye, for some reason. "Smooth."

"Damn right I am." Yang grinned.

Weiss then looked between the other two, still confused as to what exactly was going on. What are they talking about? "Wait, what kind of talents were you referring to, Cinder?"

"Cuddling!" Yang quickly answered before the older woman was able to. "Definitely cuddling. That's what she was talkin' about."

Cinder only smirked in response. "What's the matter, Yang? Hot under the collar?"

"Nope. Dunno what you're talkin' about." Yang attempted to deny, though to little success. Given her tone, her coworker of course knew what was going on, but her friend was still lost. I must not have been there. "Perfectly cool over here."

"What is she talking about?" Weiss inquired.

"Go on, Yang." Cinder continued to smirk, leaning across the bar counter to seemingly intimidate her friend further.

"Uh... Well, when we went out for pizza the other day, I might've bragged about how I was uh, good at a certain thing..." Yang hesitantly explained, avoiding eye contact with either of the other two, which appeared to amuse the absolute hell out of Cinder.

"And what was that... certain thing, Yang?"

"I... uh..." Yang began after a few moments, though she trailed off, as something else seemed to catch her eye, somewhere away from them. Then her eyes widened. What exactly is she seeing? "Hey look! Ruby's here!" She burst, causing the other two women to turn toward the door, revealing that Ruby was indeed right outside The Perch's window, but not alone. Next to her was a taller, slender woman - A Faunus, given the feline ears that sat atop her head. Her expression was blank, but her facial features were... exotic. Delicate, wide almond-shaped eyes shone gold in the sunlight. Not unlike Cinders singular iris, though a tad brighter. Silky black hair flowed down her back, gently blowing in the wind as she and Ruby opened the bar's front door and entered the building. While she attempted to avoid it, Weiss found herself staring at this unknown beauty. I might be in a relationship, but damn...

Upon noticing Weiss sitting at the bar counter, Ruby said something to the other woman, causing her to take a seat in one of the empty booths, before smiling brightly and waving at her friend. "Hi Weiss!" She burst, approaching the bar.

Smiling at the younger woman, Weiss grabbed her drink and hopped off the bar stool, but upon doing so, she unfortunately was immediately reminded of the... still fairly uncomfortable pain that was emanating from her... backdoor, so to speak. "Ah, shit, fuck, son of a bitch..." She quietly winced, before putting on a smile for her friend. "Hello- ah- Ruby."

Ruby furrowed her brow, clearly noticing the other woman's discomfort. "Are... you okay?"

Weiss nodded slightly, adjusting her position to hopefully ease the pain, sadly to no avail. "Yeah, it's just my- fuck, rear is a tad sore."

"What happened?" Ruby asked, concern creeping into her voice.

"Vernal and I uh, experimented last night..." Weiss hesitantly explained, keeping her voice a little lower as a slight blush tinted her cheeks. It began like most other recent nights, with Vernal attempting to cheer her up the only way that she seemed to know how: sex. Though it was a bit different than how they normally did it. For one, Vernal actually spent some time between Weiss' legs, which... almost never happened, but fuck was she good at it. So good in fact that she finished twice before her girlfriend donned her dark red strap-on. But when she did on this particular night, there was an... added surprise. Unfortunately, as excited as she was to hear that Vernal wanted to try experimenting with less conventional methods, it did not exactly go according to plan.

Ruby was quiet for a moment. "What?" Then it seemed to hit her. "Oh, oh..."

"To be frank, I wrote a cheque that my ass could not cash." Weiss continued, which was certainly not inaccurate. She really thought that she would enjoy that experience, but it sadly ended up being much more uncomfortable and painful than pleasurable. A lot of preparation, ultimately wasted. "You're never more aware of your own body than when you're taking care of business so a dildo doesn't come into contact with it..."

Ruby just blinked at what was probably too much information. "That was very... graphic."

"So was the act." Weiss added.

"At least you know you don't enjoy it?" Ruby suggested with a shrug.

Weiss nodded in response after a moment. "Yes, but I can't help but feel disappointed."

"Why's that?" Ruby wondered.

Prior to answering, Weiss leaned closer to her friend, lowering her voice further than before. "I really liked the idea of... um, d-double... penetration."

Rather than blushing, or showing any kind of surprised response at all, Ruby merely raised a brow. Somehow, Weiss had forgotten that the younger woman was far more experienced in the realm of kinks. "But wouldn't you need another person for that?"

"I'm sure Vernal would have accommodated." Weiss acknowledged.

"You'd be okay with her just bringing in a random person for you two to have sex with?" Ruby inquired, her brow staying raised.

"Certainly not random!" Weiss insisted, a bit louder than she meant. "Someone she trusts, someone we both know, someone I find attractive and respectful."

Ruby was silent for several moments, instead just idly looking off to the side, seemingly in thought. Then her gaze focused back on her friend. "Like Yang?"

Weiss could immediately feel her face heating up at the... ludicrous suggestion! "O-Of course not! Yang and I are just friends!" We're... we're just friends...

Ruby just shrugged again. "Vernal trusts Yang... probably, you both know her, and you've said she's good lookin'. Plus she's always nice to you."

"I know that!" Weiss defended. "But i-it's something else entirely to ask her to have sex with us!" And even if I wanted to, Yang's got a new, amazing girlfriend anyway...

"She's pretty chill about the sex stuff." Ruby mentioned.

As hard as she tried, Weiss was unable to suppress her blush. "It'd be weird!"

"We're all weird Weiss." Ruby chuckled. "We hang out in a bar, you're in punk cosplay- well, most of the time, and Pyrrha is practically a sex cultist!"

That last one was exaggerating... right? "Yeah but it's a different kind of weird! It's like you asking me if I wanted to join you and Pyrrha in the bedroom!"

Ruby merely looked from side to side, then back to her friend. "Well, do you?"

Weiss could not believe she just heard that. "O-Of course not! You two are like sisters to me!" Plus, I'm in a loving relationship, and I could not possibly break that bond, no matter... how cute you are... or how much of a fucking goddess Pyrrha is...

"And Yang is a sister to me, but you think I've never thought what if?" Ruby asked.

Weiss' eyes immediately widened at that... unexpected bit of information. "I would hope not!"

Ruby let out an adorable giggle. "Well you can hope all you like, I love my sister! And sometimes the lines get blurry!"

Weiss could only just stare at her friend in response. "What am I hearing right now?"

"Love's never so simple, Weiss." Ruby smiled, before motioning toward her beautiful friend currently sitting in one of the booths. "Now come on, I wanna introduce ya to someone." She informed, leading Weiss toward said booth. Though before they got far, Ruby leaned in for a whisper. "And don't worry, you're not the only one who stares at Yang's boobs."

Weiss just rolled her eyes. "No shit." She deadpanned while being lead toward the booth. Unfortunately, as she was, her mind began to go blank from realizing just how beautiful this unknown woman was. Gods damn she's so hot.

"Blakey!" Ruby burst upon them reaching the table, causing the woman to actually flinch before she looked up at them. "This is Weiss! Normally she's more... punky, but it looks like she was at work earlier."

Weiss could only put on a fairly awkward smile, attempting not to make it obvious that she was staring. "H-Hello, I am Weiss. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She introduced, stiffly holding out her hand.

Blake merely furrowed her brow a bit at the... horribly odd introduction, hesitantly reaching out to shake the other woman's hand. "I'm... Blake Belladonna. Nice to meet you. That's a cool jacket."

And so polite, too. "I thank you."

As the other two timidly shook hands, Ruby looked to her not-so-punk friend with a raised brow. "Uh, Weiss? Why're talking like that?"

Weiss did not even look away from the beautiful Faunus woman before her. "I am unsure what you mean, Ruby. I am simply introducing myself to this lovely woman." More like extremely fucking attractive. Gods, Ruby, how to you find so many gorgeous women like this?!

"Have... you been drinking?" Ruby wondered.

"This is a bar, is it not?" Weiss countered.

"I mean yeah, but you're actin' really weird. Are you okay?" Ruby asked, a slight amount of concern creeping into her voice.

"Perfectly adequate." Weiss attempted to confirm, though she guessed her friend was not buying it, since she had not stopped staring at that goddess of a woman since introducing herself. Stop making it obvious you think she's so attractive!

Unfortunately for her, Blake took notice. "Do... I have something on my face?"

Fuck. Weiss could only shake her head, slightly and quickly. "No... No, it's perfect."

"Oh... Thank you." Blake smiled, a bit awkwardly.

"You are... most welcome, babe- Blake!" Weiss began, before having to correcting herself as her cheeks immediately heated up out of embarrassment. You fucking moron! The only thing she could manage to think of was to just sit down across from Blake and chug her White Atlesian, as well as avoid eye contact at all costs.

"Oh, hey Cinder! Come meet my friend!" Ruby suddenly burst, thankfully drawing the attention away from Weiss, and causing the other two to look over to where their friend was gazing. From partway across the bar, they watched Cinder look over in their direction, seemingly deciding whether or not to accept Ruby's offer. Eventually she let out a small sigh - at least it appeared that way - and approached the three.

"Hello again, Rose." Cinder flatly greeted.

"I-I mean, technically it's Nikos, but I guess it's okay if you call me Rose..." Ruby began, but trailed off into mumbling. "A-Anyways! This is Blake! She's visiting from Menagerie!"

Shifting her gaze to the woman in question, Cinder took a step closer and held out her hand. "Cinder Fall."

Blake timidly held out her own hand to shake the older woman's. "H-Hi." Though as she did, Weiss was able to spot a shiny, golden ring on her finger, adorned with a dazzling purple gem in the center. Fuck!

"Th-that's a beautiful ring, Blake." Weiss awkwardly smiled. "I've never seen that style before."

Raising her hand to admire the ring, Blake smiled as well. "It's traditional for Menagerians to forge their own engagement rings. This was the... fifth one Sun made."

Oh wow, that's incredible...

Seeing her friend drawing attention to her other friend's engagement ring appeared to excite Ruby. "Tell them the story or how you and Sun got engaged, Blakey!" She requested as she slid into the booth next to the Faunus.

Blake could not help but chuckle slightly at the younger woman's excitement. "Well, we um, we got engaged about seven months ago, after Sun decided to create his own makeshift drive-in theatre... all for me." Then she grinned at the memory. "He said it was the hipster way to watch movies. A-Anyway, we watched a couple old movies, then set up camp under the stars. It was a beautiful night... and at the end of it, he asked me to marry him."

Aw, that's adorable. I can't imagine Vernal doing anything even remotely like that...

"He sounds like a dear." Cinder somewhat flatly complimented. "Now, does anyone here want anything to drink? Weiss, I take it you want another White Atlesian?"

"That would be most appreciated." Weiss quite-awkwardly responded. "Thank you, Cinder."

Cinder merely looked at the younger woman for an extra second, likely confused by the very non-punk-like language, before moving on to Blake. Gods damnit, why does Ruby's friend have to be so attractive?! "Alright, and you?"

"I-I'll have a vodka, straight... please." Blake timidly requested.

"Sure thing." Cinder acknowledged. "And for Rose..."

"Strawberry Sunrise, please!" Ruby adorably beamed.

"Of course, coming right up." Cinder nodded, turning on a heel to head toward the bar counter hatch so that she could begin preparing their drinks.

Once their waitress was gone, Weiss shifted her gaze back to Blake, hopefully not with the same look she had when she was previously staring at her. Please gods, give me strength to be less awkward! "So Blake, what is it you do for work in Menagerie?" Well, that wasn't terrible.

"Oh, just a writer for the local newspaper." Blake informed. "I do have some... other small published works too, but that's just a side thing right now. B-But Sun has a much more exciting job than I do. He's a surfing instructor, and a lifeguard, so he always has new stories from work." Then she smiled, meekly. "Like, there was this one time a few months ago, where he found this little girl who'd paddled out to sea along, and got scared by the big waves, so she ended up lost on the store. Sun had to bring her across several beach areas before they were able to find her parents." Then Blake quietly chuckled a bit. "He was so proud of himself that he never stops talking about it..."

"He sounds like quite the hero." Weiss smiled, trying her absolute hardest to not stare. And one lucky son of bitch.

"He really is..." Blake agreed. " So what do you do for work? Because that bright pink shirt doesn't look very punk."

Weiss looked down at her current attire. "Oh this? I work at a local ice creamery: Two Scoops of Vale." She explained, a slight embarrassed blush tinting her cheeks. "A stepping stone really, till I figure out where I am to go career wise."

"Do you have any ideas of where you want to go?" Blake inquired, just as Cinder returned with their drinks.

"I...uh... Oh, thank you, Cinder." Weiss smiled again as she took the White Atlesian. The other two thanked the older woman as well. Though as they began sipping on their drinks, Weiss realized that she had not really thought about what she wanted to do, not for a long time... So she just shrugged. "Not really? It's a big question, and I've never been able to find an answer."

"Well, try not to worry about it too much, the answer will come before you know it." Blake comforted. Incredibly hot, and helpful? Gods damn. "Hell, I didn't even know I wanted to be a writer until... until Yang told me how good my short stories were..."

"Yang reads?" Weiss immediately blurted out, unable to stop herself from saying it. Upon realizing what she had just said, a deep blush quickly tinted her cheeks. Why would you say that?! "I-I mean, you know Yang?"

Blake just timidly nodded. "Y-Yeah... I've known her and Ruby since we were kids." She explained, before her expression fell. "Yang... w-was my first and only friend for a long time after my family moved to Patch..."

"That's right!" Ruby suddenly burst. "She moved aaaaallll the way from Menagerie so she could meet her future best friend!"

Though her expression was still that of... slight sorrow, Blake managed a chuckle. "Well, not exactly. My dad got transferred for work, but Ruby is kinda right." Then her shoulders slumped, her expression falling once more, causing Weiss to furrow her brow ever so slightly. "Yang... got me through... well, everything that came with moving across the world. And... i-if it hadn't been for her... I probably wouldn't have followed my passion... Or even gotten out of my shell..."

Definitely sensing her friend's change in tone, Ruby changed the subject, sort of. "You should tell Weissy the fish story!"

Weiss only raised her brow at the... interesting suggestion. "The... fish story?"

Blake only let out a sigh, taking a rather large sip from her vodka. "Yeah, it's Ruby's favourite."

While something seemed... off, Weiss could not help but become curious. "Well, would it be too much to hear it?"

Blake only shook her head. "No, no, of course not." She assured with a small smile. "It was back when... Y-Yang and I were kids. After she found out how much I liked fish, she insisted that she could catch me some fresh ones. So, she stole- sorry, borrowed her dad's fishing rod and dragged me out to the stream near their house. Though there was some problem. Neither of us knew how to fish, Yang didn't bring any kind of bait, and the stream we were at wasn't even populated..." Then her smile faded, her gaze falling to the drink in her hands. Did... something happen between Blake and Yang? "But even so... Yang didn't give up, even... even promising me that she'd stay out there until she caught something... and she did. She tried and tried for hours, until her dad finally figured out where we were and took us back to their place." Then Blake sniffled, yet still managed a small smile. "Th-The funny thing was... we had salmon that evening... Y-Yang said it totally counted..."

Though she was a bit concerned whether or not the other woman was alright, Weiss could not help but smile as well. "Typical Yang. Goes absolutely out of her way to ensure others are happy, even at the price of her own happiness." Like apparently spending hundreds of extra lien for my birthday present a few weeks ago.

"Reminds me of her first time at our house." Blake added, her lip twitching as she attempted to maintain her smile. "Sh-She was so worried about offending my parents somehow... even d-did research on Faunus culture..." While she spoke, Weiss noticed something. Tears were beginning to pool in her eyes, as if merely talking about her past with Yang was... painful. Then her lip quivered. "I-Instead my parents loved her... Y-Yang helped my dad get a frisbee out of a tree in our backyard for one of the neighbour's kids, and she e-even helped my mom cook dinner for us..." Blake attempted to continue, but she struggled, as fresh tears began streaming down her cheeks. "Th-They said... they couldn't be happier that... that I had b-befriended such a wonderful girl..."

Now Weiss was beginning to regret asking.

Bringing a hand up to attempt to wipe the tears from her face, Blake sniffled again. "I-I'm sorry... I just..." Then she half-turned to her friend. "Wh-Where's the bathroom?"

"Oh, uh, just back there." Ruby answered, pointing toward to the back of the bar, her expression one of regret, likely from having the Faunus talk about her sister.

Blake merely nodded, rather meekly, without even fully looking at either of the two. "E-Excuse me..." She mumbled, waiting for Ruby to move before raising from her seat and quietly heading toward the bathroom, leaving the other two in awkward silence. Though after she was gone, it did give Weiss a chance to think. Those memories both sounded so pleasant... So... What exactly happened between her and Yang to cause her to cry like that? Turning to look at the blonde, who she expected to still be behind the bar counter, Weiss found only Cinder back there. In fact, she was nowhere to be found in the main area at all. Did she take a break? No... Her last one was less than an hour ago, just before Weiss arrived at The Perch... and her shift was not over for several hours... So then...

Where was Yang?


So it turned out Yang was not even in the building.

The first place Weiss checked was The Perch's break room, with Cinder's permission of course, since she herself did not work there. Unfortunately upon heading into the back area, her friend was nowhere to be found. Which only raised more questions. If she was not in there, where could she be? Perhaps Raven will know... So Weiss knocked on the owner's door to ask. Sadly, Raven ended up not knowing either, explaining how she only saw her daughter exit the main area through the break room door. Thanking her for the help, Weiss then entered the bar's back room once more, having an idea as to where her friend could have gone. Making her way through the area, she stopped for a moment, as she caught a glimpse of the storage closet out of the corner of her eye, where... up until recently, she and Vernal had shared many pleasurable experiences. Shaking away those thoughts - seeing as they reminded her of her current situation at home - Weiss continued toward the back door, where she hoped her search would come to its end. Thankfully, it seemed it would be, though not exactly as she expected.

Upon opening the somewhat squeaky back door, Weiss found the blonde sitting on the small set of stairs that connected the exit to the parking lot, merely staring forward at the pavement in front of her as she sipped on a Hunter energy drink, appearing... dejected. So this is where she went...

"Yang... are you alright?"

Yang did not even look up. "You ever think May and Vanessa should've been paired together?"

Weiss could not help but furrow her brow. Is... she talking about Haragiri? At least she was fairly certain about that. Haragiri was an animated series that Yang had gotten her into recently, focused on a group of high school students working at a family restaurant by the same time. "That depends. Logically they were a horrible match for one another, far too many differences."

Yang only sighed. "I guess, but even so... They just seemed so perfect together..."

"I agree." Weiss acknowledged, sitting down on the steps by her friend's side. "Logic doesn't matter, it's the heart that dictates where we end up."

Yang remained silent for a moment. "If that was really true, I'd be in there with you guys..."

"I wouldn't be so sure." Weiss countered. "I could hardly handle it in there."

Surprisingly, Yang managed the slightest smile, which, though small, was a good sign. "Well, you made it a hell of a lot longer than me."

Weiss could not help but let out a chuckle. "I can't blame you, I mean... fuck... she's kinda hot." Well, more like drop-dead fucking gorgeous.

Yang sighed again. "Gods, she's only gotten hotter."

"Like finely aged wine." Weiss commented, unable to stop her mind from wandering back to a few minutes ago when she was unable to stop staring at that goddess of a woman. Fucking hell, control yourself, Weiss.

"Did you get a peek at her ass?" Yang wondered, glancing over at her friend for the first time with a small smirk. At least she's feeling well enough to make jokes.

"Not exactly, we were sitting in a booth." Weiss informed.

"Good, 'cause that thing'll fuckin' hypnotize you." Yang added.

Weiss' eyes immediately widened upon hearing that. Good gods, that must be some ass. "See, now I'm going to try to stare at it. Thanks, Yang." To which her friend only grinned slightly.

"You're welcome Weiss."

Even with the teasing, Weiss could not help but chuckle. "She's like, the epitome of the tall, dark and beautiful trope."

"It's probably why I'm attracted to Cinder." Yang commented.

Weiss raised a brow at the information. She's... attracted to Cinder? Well, that is certainly unexpected. "Why is that?"

Taking a sip of her seemingly near-empty energy drink, Yang smiled a bit, as if beginning to think about the woman in question. "Tall, slender, golden eyes- well, eye, but it still counts, and a lovely ass. Like, fuck, whenever I'm behind the bar, I gotta make sure I don't stare."

Hearing her friend gush about her coworker only made Weiss let out a sigh. "Ah yes, the opposite of me."

Suddenly, Yang perked up, turning to the other woman with a surprised expression. "Hey, that's not a fair comparison." She defended, grabbing Weiss by the shoulders. "You are a beautiful, short, curvy girl with a tight butt and Vernal's lucky to have you!"

A small blush quickly found its way onto Weiss' face at the compliments. "I-I'm not really curvy... but... th-thank you, Yang." Though my ass might be a little less tight after last night...

"It's what I'm here for." Yang grinned as she let go, before that grin faltered, her gaze returning to the pavement in front of the two. "So uh, you enjoy talkin' to Blake?"

Weiss only shrugged. "I didn't really talk with Blake, more like at her."

Yang furrowed her brow, looking up at her friend, perplexed. "What's that mean?"

"I think I made a right boob of myself." Weiss sighed.

"Hey, better than a left boob." Yang giggled, only receiving a deadpan look from the other woman in return. "Sorry, couldn't resist. I wanna hear this."

Weiss just pouted. "My brain just shut off, okay!"

Yang chuckled a bit in response. "Yeah, she's got that effect on some people. How'd you get outta there?"

"I chugged my atlesian." Weiss simply answered.

Yang only quirked a brow. "And that didn't make things worse?"

Well, it didn't make things worse. "I'm feeling a little light headed, yes."

"So why're you out here with me, instead of finding a way to stare at the Bellabooty?" Yang wondered, her tone amused, but her expression downcast.

"Because you're my friend, and I was worried about you." Weiss declared, reaching up to place a hand onto her friend's shoulder, offering a smile. "Plus, Blake started crying and it was super awkward."

Hearing that seemed to cause Yang to perk up again, her expression full of concern. "She... started crying? Why? What happened? Is she okay?"

"Yeah, I don't really know." Weiss admitted. "She told a couple stories about you two when you were young and then she excused herself."

Yang only slumped back down at the answer. "Oh..."

Seeing how her friend had reacted each time she mentioned Blake, Weiss could not help but wonder something. "Yang, did... something happen between you two?"

"You could say that." Yang mumbled.

Oh, so it's like that. "It's okay, I won't pry."

Yang shook her head. "No, it's... it's fine. I should tell you." She insisted, taking a deep breath. "We uh, we've known each other since we were kids, met when her family moved to Patch 'cause of some career reasons, I don't really remember that well. But we were instant friends. stuck to each other like glue and all that. It was... well, it was great. She was my best friend, and I couldn't imagine my childhood without her." Yang explained, before pausing briefly. "Then came high school, where... everything changed. We were at a party, got into a game of truth or dare with a bunch of the others, and... someone dared me to kiss her. S-So I did." Then she managed a tiny, brief smile, likely from the memory. "Blake got all embarrassed and blushy, i-it was adorable... But I took it too far. I-I laughed and teased her about it, and... kissed her cheeks a bunch more, which only made things worse. She tried to get me off of her, but I wouldn't listen. I should've listened..."

As her friend spoke, Weiss noticed how her voice was beginning to wobble, so she reached up again, this time to put an arm around the blonde's shoulder, hoping it would help, if only a little.

Yang let out a sigh. "People... used to make jokes about how they were surprised we weren't dating after that night, but... I just laughed it off, told 'em we were best friends, but... it turned out Blake was starting to think about me differently. And when I eventually got a boyfriend, I learned just how much." Then Yang took a shaky breath. "One day, while we were hangin' out, like we always did, she... she confessed to me... a-and I rejected her... Thought it was 'cause I was straight, but I later found out that wasn't the case, since... after I broke up with my boyfriend, I fell for her." She sniffled, her lip almost quivering. "But I was too late... She was already with Sun, and I had lost my only chance... That's where it should've ended. I should've moved on from there... but I didn't, for months..." Now Weiss was beginning to see tears pooling in the blonde's eyes. "I-Instead, I made this dumbass plan to tell her how I felt... at our high school grad party. I was anxious as hell, could barely hold my alcohol, scared shitless of fucking it up... which I did..." She mumbled, as tears began to stream down her face. "I don't even remember it, I got black-out drunk and forgot everything, and... we stopped talking, just nothing, for weeks. Ruby was the one who found out she'd moved, a-and just like that... she was gone."

Weiss could feel her heart ache for Yang, so she tightened her grip on around her friend's shoulder, pulling her closer.

"We always loved each other, but... just picked the shittiest times to realize we... loved each other..." Yang near-whimpered, finally breaking down as she began to softly cry.

Not knowing what else to do, Weiss reached up with her other arm and pulled the blonde into a tight hug, gently rubbing her back as she sobbed into her shoulder. They sat there for several minutes, neither saying a single word. Weiss attempted to think of something to somehow console her crying friend, but nothing came to mind. Yang had always been the one listening to her problems, so... she was unsure of how exactly to help. Perhaps it was all that she could do, and maybe that was for the best.

"Weiss..." Yang suddenly spoke, her voice low, barely above a whisper. Then she sniffled, lifting her head up off of the other woman's shoulder, looking directly into her frosty blue eyes. "Please... Please don't wait for things to happen with stuff like this... I-I don't... want you to end up like me... l-like a fuck-up..."

Weiss only blinked at what she just heard. "You're not a fuck-up, Yang. We all make mistakes. I-I make mistakes. I covet other women, I covet other men, I constantly fantasize about killing my customers, I..." She let out a sigh. "I've been in some very, very dark places, but we persevere, we move on and we grow stronger for it. Look, I know this stuff with Blake is difficult, but continuing to dwell on it won't help. You have to keep moving forward." Then she offered a smile, finally releasing her friend. "Besides, you have an awesome new girlfriend that Blake should totally be jealous of. You get to sleep with a veritable model, I can only imagine what you two get up to in the bedroom."

After a moment, Yang actually chuckled a bit as she wiped the stray tears from her face, which was at least a good sign. "I guess, but we haven't actually uh, done anything like that yet. We're keepin' things light and breezy, remember?"

Weiss raised a brow. "Really? Nothing at all?" Though now that I think about it, I suppose I haven't heard any weird sex stories since they became an item.

Yang only shrugged. "I mean we've cuddled a bunch, seen each other's tits- hers are fuckin' nice by the way, and last week she licked chocolate syrup right off my face, but we haven't like, had sex or anything."

So... she and Coco have seen each other's breasts, yet they have not slept together yet? "You two are strange."

Yang just smirked at the light insult. "Says the one who had a dildo up her ass last night."

Weiss' eyes immediately widened upon realizing what her friend had just said. "You heard that?!"

"I've got good ears, punk stuff." Yang added. "And you weren't exactly bein' subtle."

Weiss could only manage to pout. "Oh, shush."

Letting out one last chuckle as she finished wiping off her face, Yang somewhat awkwardly rubbed the back of her head. "So uh, anything you wanna rant about? Since you did just kinda sit through my life story with Blake."

"I don't think I'm one for ranting Yang." Weiss admitted. "I'm more of a suffer in silence type."

"Good point." Yang acknowledged, bringing a hand up to her chin, seemingly in thought. "Anything you wanna just talk about then? 'Cause you know I'm all ears if you've got somethin' in your mind."

Weiss just sighed. "That may be the problem, there's too much on my mind. I'm overthinking something that should be simple, and it's hurting my head."

"Well, maybe I can help with it." Yang offered with a small smile. "You might just need a second opinion."

Weiss let out another sigh, leaning her head against the blonde's shoulder. "I feel like I've trapped myself, and it scares me out of rationality."

"How so?" Yang inquired. "Somethin' with your job? 'Cause you know I can ask Summer or Tai if you want help finding somethin' else."

Weiss shook her head, which was a bit awkward from her current position. "No, my job is fine, an annoyance but stable... No, it's not so clear cut, it's this... entire situation really."

"With... Blake?" Yang wondered, sounding a tad confused

"No, you dolt, with Vernal!" Weiss corrected.

Yang was silent for a moment. "Oh." Then she chuckled lightly. "My bad. So what's up? I'm uh, guessin' things aren't so good yet..."

"It's... It's not that they aren't good, it's that they haven't... haven't changed." Weiss attempted to explain. "But really they have changed, because the things I thought I knew no longer apply, and it's dawning on me the reality of the situation I have placed myself in, and it frightens me... because what was no longer is, and if I take the action I believe I should, it may cease to be entirely..."

Unseen by the other woman, Yang just blinked, glancing down at her friend. "You're... thinking of breaking up with her?"

Weiss let out an unsteady breath. "I am fretting that should I confront Vernal with a lack of total compromise it may be my only valid option, and given my reliance on her charity to live comfortably in the first place, I am fucking terrified of what may come next..." She continued, before her voice broke, her legs drawing close to her body as she buried her face in her hands.

"Well... You should never be afraid to talk to Vernal, but... if things do end up goin' sour... you know you can come stay at my place." Yang declared.

Weiss looked up, tears beginning to pool in her eyes. "R-Really?"

Yang offered a warm, beautiful smile in response. "Of course, punk stuff." She assured, wrapping an arm around her friend's shoulders and pulling her into a hug. "Plus, even if I didn't, anyone else here would. Hell, I'm sure even Nora would offer to take you in."

Weiss just scoffed, letting out a cross between a sob and a chuckle, snuggling into the blonde's warmth. "I don't deserve you."

Yang only chuckled herself. "Funny, I've thought the same thing about you."

Of course she has. "That's because you're a big, dumb, selfless oaf, and if your heart was made of gold you'd donate it to charity or something equally stupid."

"Or make myself a golden sex toy." Yang suggested with a stupid grin.

Weiss immediately snorted at the answer. "Damnit, that's a good one."

"Just imagine it. Fucking yourself with gold." Yang described. "Sounds like the definition of wealthy to me."

"And being non reactive, it's quite healthy, though the aristocracy tended toward ivory." Weiss added, somewhat proud to share the fact with someone. Because gods know Vernal doesn't really care.

Yang only laughed. "Only you could be given that scenario and think of the health benefits."

Weiss managed a small grin at her friend's reaction, as she had more than just that single fact. "Well you see, being non reactive means the metal cannot tarnish, rust or otherwise dissolve in some way that is harmful to us. It's not more healthy than a latex dildo but it's certainly not unhealthy."

Yang just continued to laugh, clearly amused by the other woman's knowledge of that area. "And here I was just thinkin' how cool it'd be to say hey, I fucked myself with gold last night."

Even from her position on the blonde's shoulder, Weiss shrugged. "I feel it would be worth posting online, anonymously of course."

Yang snickered. "Psh, yeah right. If you had a golden dildo I'm sure I'd be the first to hear you braggin' about it."

"Play your cards right, I might even allow you to see it." Weiss smirked, though it went mostly unseen.

Yang faux-gasped. "Oh how generous of you! I would be truly honoured to be in the presence of your golden dildo!"

Weiss immediately rolled her eyes, though a smile still graced her features. She was quite used to her friend's praising - even if this time was over a fairly unrealistic, hypothetical scenario - it never ceased to be amusing. "Flatterer." To which Yang only laughed once more.

"You say that like you just figured it out."


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