Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rooster Teeth Productions
Co-Authored with ToxicExotic
P.S. Sorry for the late upload. Today completely got away from me.
Bonding Bees
A small groan escaped Blake as she tossed Ninja of Love 2: Chairo's Chains aside, annoyed at having been interrupted during one of the few moments of alone time she'd had in weeks. With Yang off training before their night out, and Ruby and Weiss doing some mandatory partner bonding, she'd finally had the room to herself so that she could unwind a little. However, before she'd even managed to get five chapters into her book, her Scroll had begun to play the most irritating ringtone she'd ever heard. Though, it was purposely set as such for that specific caller.
The ringtone served two functions. The first was to let her know when he was calling due to her being caught off guard so many times before, but the second was so that she actually picked up. If she had set it to a tone she could block out, then even with his persistence she might not have picked up. Setting it to one of Yang's atrocious songs from her rap playlist however meant she definitely could not ignore it. It was simply too painful. So with another groan, she dug the small device out from where it had fallen into her blanket, and answered the call.
Yet another groan left her as his face popped up on her screen wearing a wide grin that made his blue eyes and spiky blonde hair shine.
"Is that any way to greet your best friend?"
"Yang is my best friend, Sun." She replied with a scowl.
"Pffft, that bimbo? What's she got that I haven't?"
She still didn't know how he did it, but just as always, a smile spread itself across Blake's face at the playful insult that she would definitely be telling Yang about later. Though Yang would likely give her an insult to send back at him another time, as was the way of the two blondes' odd friendship.
"Boundaries."
"Overrated." He laughed. "Besides, you'd never have admitted your crush on Ruby without me prying."
"I would have." She rolled her eyes, remembering Sun pestering her about it for almost a week before she finally owned up. "Eventually."
"Sure you would." He scoffed. "So how's the gang anyway?"
Leaning back on her bed, she rested her Scroll against her legs and gave him a shake of her head. Truth be told, she really didn't mind talking to Sun. Sure he could be a little embarrassing, and a little questionable with personal boundaries, but talking to him was always a pretty fun time. It also didn't hurt that Sun had a quality she wished she had, and that was that he wore being a faunus with pride and happily leaned into the things that came with it.
"They're good. Same as usual. How's your team? Neptune still trying to get Arslan to agree to a date?"
"Nope. She punched him to the stomach yesterday. No aura, just straight in the stomach. It was hilarious, I thought he was gonna throw up."
"He never learns though, does he." Blake smiled.
"Nah, but he does take no for an answer. Anyway, enough about him. How're you and Ruby doing? Neon says you're amazingly in love."
Blake felt her cheeks warm as those words. Though she definitely felt strongly for Ruby, she hadn't even thought about those words just yet. She'd been more focused on just being happy and enjoying their time together to actually think about much more than serious words like love. However, while the word didn't feel like enough to make her freak out, it did feel a little too soon.
"We're fine. Still feels weird being with someone who actually makes me happy though. Without having to do anything extra."
"Well you definitely deserve it. After all the stuff you…"
"Yo, Sun." A female voice said off camera. "Is that Blake?"
"None of you…" He was shoved out of the way abruptly, and a girl with green hair that swept over to hang down one side of her face.
"Sup girl?" Reese said with a flirtatious grin. "Did I hear ya dating that cutie leader of yours?"
"I am, yes." Blake replied, unsure of just how to speak to the girl.
"Aww, shame. And I was thinkin' about hitting you up next Vyt…"
"Arslan, will you…"
Reese's eyes widened, and her words tumbled out a lot quicker.
"Remember that I'm very happy being a side girl or a rebo-ACH!"
A rope wrapped around the girl's throat, and she was dragged away from the camera unceremoniously. Shaking his head, Sun reappeared and took his seat again. Despite the sudden interruption, Blake was still smiling to herself.
"I swear, she's just as bad as Neptune."
"I certainly feel bad for Arslan, that's for sure."
"Nahh, Nep's the only one who dares to hit on her. It's why I named his weapon Tri-hard."
"You know he still kinda hates that name, right?"
"Nah, it grew on him."
A soft chuckle escaped Blake's throat.
"Still wasn't a nice name." The boy waved his hand dismissively. "Anyway, enough about that doofus. How come you're calling out of the blue like this?."
A confused look came over the blonde's face for a moment, as if he'd forgotten the answer to that question. It was to be expected with Sun, since anything from a banana to a fly could distract him and send him off on some strange tangent, but his eyes soon widened.
"Oh right, yeah." He said excitedly, his usual grin returning. "Spring break. You're coming to Mistral, right?"
It was her turn to be confused.
"When did I say that?"
"You said Yang would be coming during spring break. You're not gonna let your partner travel alone, are you?"
"Oh."
Blake had completely forgotten about letting that slip during one of their conversations. In truth though, she still wasn't sure what Yang was planning to do over spring break. Not a word had been mentioned by the blonde boxer regarding the potential hunt for her mother, and Blake didn't feel like it was a good idea to pry. Just like her with the White Fang, Raven was always a touchy subject with Yang and would lead to her being miserable for the rest of the day.
"I'm not sure if that's still happening."
"Damn, that sucks. Well if you do, you can stay at our place."
"Thanks." She smiled back at the genuine offer. "I'll talk to her about it and let you know."
"Awesome." He gave a big grin, but turned away as a bell rang out in the background. "Crap, dinner. I gotta go, Scarlet keeps hiding all the bananas."
"What did you do to him?" Blake chuckled, knowing that Scarlet very rarely did such things without cause.
"Because he's doing what you did and won't admit he has a crush on Nadir, despite staring at him all day."
"Hmm," Blake hummed, remembering Reese's pink-haired teammate. "They'd be a cute couple."
"Right. Dude just has to let me be his wingman. Anyway, I gotta go."
Looking at the clock on the bedside table, she saw it was almost six in the afternoon.
"I do too. Got a team bonding outing with Yang."
"Junior's?"
"Yup."
"Ha." He chortled. "Have fun with that. Call you later."
"Bye."
With a final pair of finger guns, which she rolled her eyes at, he hung up the call. Since Yang would be back at any moment, Blake knew that she didn't have any time left to read, so hid her book under her pillow to resume later that night, and pushed herself out of her bed. Giving herself a once over in the mirror and finding herself happy with her appearance, it wasn't a super extravagant outing after all, she sat back down and waited for her partner to get back.
Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long, as Yang walked through the door five minutes later, her hair soaking wet and a towel wrapped around her waist. Pressed to her ear was her Scroll, and she was silently nodding along to whoever was on the other end of the call. A small wave was exchanged as she walked over to her desk.
"We can definitely do it next week." She said in response to what sounded like a male voice. "Thanks for this. I've been struggling to think of a way to bring it up to her."
The male voice replied, but Blake purposely shut it out. She didn't want to eavesdrop on her friend's conversation.
"Yeah. We'll talk more about it when you get here."
Another reply came through, sounding like a goodbye, and Yang quickly closed the Scroll, dropping it onto her deck, followed by her bag. Letting out a happy sigh, she glanced over and gave her a flirty smile.
"You gonna look away? Or am I gunna have to tell my sister you're eyeing me up?"
"Please, I've lost count of how many times I've seen you prance around naked." Blake replied and picked her Scroll back up to order them a taxi. "Do what you like."
With a shrug, Yang dropped the towel and began to rummage around her dresser for clothes. Just as she'd said, the amount of times she had caught Yang walking out of the shower or rushing to hide her and one of her girlfriends when caught in the act were too many to count, so she didn't need to look up to know that Yang's body was extraordinary. Strong biceps, firm abs, other assets that many wished they had, the girl was beauty incarnate. However, even with all that, Blake had still never seen her as anything more than a friend, and seeing her friend naked did nothing for her.
"Who was that?" She asked.
"Just a teacher." Yang replied simply.
Sensing the blonde didn't want to say anything more, Blake gave a nod and continued to search up the release date for the new book of her favourite series.
"So why were you smiling when I got in?"
"Sun being an idiot."
"So the usual?"
"He called you a bimbo."
"Asshole." The girl chuckled, finally pulling what looked to be a pair of black pants and a tan jacket from her drawers. "Tell him I'm gunna shove that tail of his where the Sun don't shine next time I see him."
Shaking her head at the pun, Blake saved the page on her Scroll for later and collapsed the device. Placing it in her pocket she stood up and looked in the mirror again, Yang quickly joining her side and pulling on her pants. At least she was finally wearing her bra again though.
"Will do." She said and ran her fingers through her hair. "Do we really need to go clubbing though?"
"It's been a long two weeks, and I need some loud music and alcohol. So do you."
"And you're sure that's wise? I know you're still waking up with headaches."
"They're fine." Yang replied dismissively. "Just taking a while to go away. Nothing that's gunna stop me from partying with my bestie. Especially since you're spending more time with Xanthia than me lately."
"Please, Yang." Blake chuckled and straightened her ribbon. "She isn't exactly replacing you. I just need to get stronger is all, strong enough that Ruby doesn't feel the need to protect me."
"Fair enough. So long as you don't push yourself too hard."
As she gave a small nod, she felt a hand land on her shoulder and let out a low sigh as she felt her jacket being stripped from her. Hearing it land on the bed, she held out her hand ready for the replacement that was quickly shoved into it. It was a little tighter than the last, showing off her curves a little more and highlighting her breasts.
"You do remember I have a girlfriend, right? I'm not looking to pull."
"Doesn't mean you can't look good."
With a low sigh, she slipped it on and inspected herself again. As much as she hated to admit it, Yang was actually rather good with fashion.
"Fine." Her reluctance was only really for show, since she knew she would enjoy herself a lot more when she was actually out. "You ready to go?"
A wide grin came over Yang's face as she straightened out her jacket, grabbing her bosom and making it look a little more inviting for any passerby. Blake was every aware of how much Yang liked the attention her body gave her, how much she loved being the one who had every eye on her when she entered the room. Shaking her head as her partner gave her a thumbs up and stuck out her tongue, she made her way to the door and opened it.
"Cheer up, Blakey." Yang said, walking forward and poking her in the nose. "You know it's gonna be fun."
The blonde left the room, and with little more than a longing look to the book she would rather be reading, Blake followed after her.
Music bounced off every wall of the building, the thumping beat echoing through her head in its best attempt to give her a headache. Joining its attempts were the strobe lights. Red, white, black, and yellow all bounced off the glass dance floor and pillars. The odd coincidence of those colours definitely struck Blake as a little weird, but she also knew that yellow had only been added to the rotation of colours a few months ago after Yang won a bet with the owner. However, thanks to the delicious black raspberry martini she was enjoying, even their joint attempts were in vain.
In fact, Blake was actually rather happy. She'd spent the past hour doing nothing but dancing with her partner, simply enjoying herself as they laughed and forgot about the difficulties of being huntresses for the night. It was always surprising just how much she enjoyed the nights out with Yang, how the girl dragged her from her shell and made her feel like a normal girl again. But she definitely didn't have the stamina that Yang did, so had been more than happy enough to take a break when the white-clad girl, Melanie if she recalled right, from Flynt's party had arrived out of nowhere and tapped Yang on the shoulder.
Though the blonde had shaken her head at first, as she tended to do with any distraction on their bonding time, Blake had said it was okay and returned to their booth; and her drink. While she would never have left her drink unattended in most of the clubs Yang dragged her too, Junior's was actually pretty popular, and as such, each private booth that could be rented came with a hardlight projector that could only be deactivated with the bracelets that were wrapped around hers and Yang's wrists. Although she was pretty confident Yang had never paid for the booth in all the times they had been there, and that Junior usually just gave it to them.
Sipping her drink as she watched her partner laugh and dance, she thought on just how much preferential treatment they got at Junior's. She wasn't exactly too sure what her partner's relationship with the owner was, but she did know the man ran a little syndicate in Vale. Though Yang assured her he was harmless, mainly only dealing in money and henchmen, she had definitely seen a few news reports that spoke of the very same men in black suits and red ties that defended the club.
She was also curious about the girl Yang was dancing with. Though she knew they had at least slept together from what Yang had muttered to herself at the party, and she'd found out since Flynt's party that her and the other twin also did security at the club on occasion, the brawler had never said anything beyond that. Something had clearly been left out though, because as she watched the two dance, Melanie leaned in and attempted to kiss the other girl. Yang's reaction was instant, pushing the other away and giving her a confused looked.
Blake focused her hearing, as hard as it was to do in a room full of music.
"Woah! What're you doing?" Yang asked. "I'm taken, Mels. You know that."
"Like you're actually serious about them."
"Of course I am."
"You're never serious about anyone."
"Hey! Watch it."
Yang's eyes flashed red, and an obviously hurt expression came across Melanie's face. It quickly faded however, replaced by a mask of apathy, but Yang had clearly spotted the change too. Her eyes faded back to lilac and she reached out, only to have her hand pushed away.
"Whatever." The black-haired girl replied coldly, turning on the spot and walking away.
"Mela…"
Yang was cut off as the other twin appeared from nowhere, the long blades that extended from the top of her wrist pressing against the blonde's neck.
"Leave her alone, Yang." The girl said simply before taking off after her twin.
Blake watched as her partner looked about to go after them, but quickly deflated and shook her head. Turning slowly with a downcast look, the girl strolled back over to their booth. With a loud sigh, the girl sat down and huffed grumpily.
"That didn't look good." Blake said, pushing Yang's strawberry sunrise over to her.
"I dunno what's gotten into her lately." Yang shook her head and took a large sip of her drink. "She's acting like a jealous ex all of a sudden."
"Isn't she? You two used to have a thing, right?"
"Barely. It was just a few one night stands." Blake raised her eyebrow, and Yang rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine. A weekend or two. But it was always just fun."
"Maybe it wasn't to her. She looked pretty hurt about you finally getting serious with someone."
Yang looked into her eyes, and Blake gave a small shrug. She didn't know if she was right or not, she didn't know the girl after all, but that look on Melanie's face had been pretty easy to read. It seemed Yang was piecing it together too, as her eyes filled with realisation and shame.
"I suck, don't I?"
"No." Blake said, reaching out to place a hand on Yang's. "You just didn't realise. She doesn't exactly seem like the most forthcoming person ever."
"You can say that again. Even I don't know what she's thinking half the time."
"Yeah, well. I know a certain person like that." Blake said, trying her best not to think about when she was in a similar situation with Ilia. Not that Ilia knew Blake was aware of that particular crush. "What exactly happened between you two though? That reaction didn't exactly seem like something that would happen from a weekend of sex."
Yang stirred her drink with the little umbrella, taking a moment to think. From the furrow of her brow, it was obvious that she was trying to piece together what might have caused the reaction that had happened moments ago as she recalled her memories.
"Honestly, even I don't know." She said finally. "Most of the time we just got into fights over stupid stuff. A stuffed bear, me trashing the club, the last donut."
Blake couldn't help but chuckle at just how unlike the others one of those things were.
"It was never really out of hatred though. Just kinda happened. Then one day we just somehow ended up hanging out at the mall, and it was fun. We still fought a bunch, but there were some good times too. Then me and Melanie kinda just kinda hooked up one night after drinking at the club."
"Sounds complicated."
"I didn't think it was." Yang shrugged. "It all seemed simple. Fun when we both needed it. Guess I was wrong about that."
"Well, it's not really your fault. We can't really know how others are feeling. Especially with guarded people like that."
"I guess."
Just as Yang usually would, Blake reached out and lightly punched her partner in the arm.
"Hey, what was that for?"
"You're overthinking it, Yang. You don't feel the same, it's not really something that you should apologise for. But maybe you could say sorry for not noticing. If you want to stay friends and fix it that is. Just leave her alone to calm down a bit, for now."
Yang fell silent again, quietly sipping on her drink as though passed over her eyes. Allowing the girl time to think, Blake pressed a button on the table and ordered them some more drinks. Thankfully though, after not much time, a reluctant sigh escaped the boxer and she slumped back into her seat.
"Thanks, Blake. It's still weird how you, the most in-her-head person I know, somehow always knows how to get me out of mine."
"Yeah, well. It's easier when there isn't much in there to begin with."
"Fuck you too." The words were said with a laugh, and the blonde leaned forward with a new smile on her face. "You're right though. I'll give her time. Talk to her tomorrow."
For how quickly Yang's mood could dip, understandably so on most occasions, Blake always loved that the blonde would bounce back just as fast. Sure, it sometimes took a little prodding to get her to admit the issue, or apparently a beating for the major issues, but she always returned to her normal, happy-go-lucky self within at least a few hours. So glad to see her friend feeling better, Blake finally picked up her own drink again.
The next hour was filled with yet more of the pleasant conversation that Blake liked about their days out. Just as usual, she felt like she could say whatever she liked without judgement. And as usual, their conversation turned to school. About how the teachers were going overboard with the coursework, so much so that Yang had barely seen Coco and Velvet in the past two weeks. She could definitely understand those feelings. With how things had been going with Ruby lately, the idea of not being able to at least spend the night relaxing was something she didn't really want to imagine.
On her part, she talked on how Glynda had been putting them all through the mill lately, and how she was getting a little frustrated at not having as much time to herself as she liked due to the extra training with Xanthia. Of course, Yang thought that was a good thing. The blonde always thought her being out and about was better for her health in the long run as it stopped her falling into her usual self isolation; but she also admitted to seeing how it could be an issue to not have much time to unwind.
However, after two more drinks were finished off, Blake being forced into a strawberry sunrise as her second, Yang finally eyed the pitch black liquid of a newly delivered martini and set her face into a playful grimace.
"It's been months and I still have no idea how that looks good to you."
"It's vodka, limoncello, and black raspberry with a little food colouring." Blake laughed. Though she had a pretty good tolerance for alcohol, her head definitely felt a little lighter. "It tastes amazing, and I like the colour."
"The emo likes black, who'da thought?" Yang teased in return, ducking out of the way of the blackberry remnant. "I'm messing," the blonde laughed as she straightened herself up. "You smile too much to be emo. What was Doofus calling about anyway?"
"Sun?" Blake received a nod in response. "Ahh. He uhh… He was wondering if we were still going to Mistral this spring? Said we can stay at his place if we do."
"We?" Confusion wrote itself across her face. "What do you mean we?"
"You don't think I'm going to let you go alone, do you?" Blake replied matter-of-factly. "Even if you are going with Coco and Velvet, none of you know the area."
"You don't have to do that, Blake." She said as the realisation dawned on her.
"I know, but you're my be…"
"That's not what I mean." Yang cut her off with a shake of her head, her finger rotating around the rim of her glass. "Truth is, I'm not even sure if I'm going anymore."
Blake had expected as much, but to hear the girl actually admit it still shocked her. Though Yang tried her best not to talk about Raven, there were obviously a bunch of questions that the blonde had for her birth mother, and those questions had led to a lot of hard times in Yang's life. So to hear Yang admit she was actually thinking of not getting the answers she wanted took her back a little.
"How come?" She asked curiously, feeling a little bolder due to both the drinks, and the fact that Yang still seemed to be pretty relaxed.
"Well," Yang took a sip of her drink and shrugged her shoulders. "Raven was kinda that thing I wanted when I didn't really have anything else. When dad shut down, I was so occupied with looking after Ruby that nothing else came before it. And then dad got better, and Ruby grew up and started training with Qrow, and I felt I didn't really have anything anymore. All I did was train and mess around. So I started to look for something else. But now I have Coco and Velvet, and you, Ruby, and Weiss."
"Surely you still have those questions you wanted to ask her though?"
"I do. I used to think about them everyday, but now there are whole days where I forget Raven even exists because I'm just happy. It kinda just feels like I could move on if I wanted."
Blake definitely understood that. While the memory of the White Fang still persisted more days than it didn't, the days where she didn't think about the most painful part of her life were definitely a blessing. When relaxing with her team, those days faded away even more, and she shared Yang's feeling of finally knowing what it felt like to put that time behind her.
"So you're really not going to go?" She asked, still unsure where Yang lay on the matter.
"Like I said, I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. All I know is that I don't need those answers anymore." Blake gave her friend a supportive smile, followed by a nod as she took a swig of her martini. "So what about you and your parents? You given that any more thought yet?"
"Not really." Blake said truthfully. "Still trying to put that off as much as I can, I guess."
"Still scared they won't forgive you?"
"I helped throw away everything he worked to achieve, Yang." She sighed. "I need to figure out how to apologise for that before I even think about calling him."
"Can't exactly do that if you keep putting off thinking about it."
She knew Yang was right of course. That by avoiding thinking of the subject entirely, there was no way she could ever hope to begin to fix things if she didn't at least think about it. But she still wasn't even sure where to begin with that. She supposed regretting her decision was already a good first step, but there was still some repressed anger there, anger that still tried to rear its head whenever Cardin did something to torment the other faunus. While that was still a part of her, she didn't know if it was really right of her to call.
"I tell you what." A confidence entered Yang's voice as she took a large swig of her drink and leaned forward. "We're partner's right? We go through everything together?"
She was hesitant in her reply, unsure as to what Yang was getting at. "We are."
"Alright." The blonde smiled. "Then how about we make a deal? If you call your parents before this spring break, we'll go and see Raven. And if you don't, but I decide to go and see her anyway, then you call your parents. Fair on both sides."
Blake was unsure what to say. She knew it was Yang's delicate attempt to get them both to face up to their pasts, but it was still a time limit. A time limit of little more than two months. Sure, it was technically a long time, but it didn't feel like it at that moment. But she supposed that was the point. To spur them into action. And it was definitely something Blake knew she needed. It was closing in on a year since leaving the White Fang, and in all that time she had been avoiding making amends with her parents.
"Alright." Blake breathed hesitantly. "I guess I can make that deal."
"Good." Yang beamed and raised her glass. "To finally sorting our shit out." She toasted.
Unable to stop the small chuckle that escaped her, Blake raised her own glass and clinked it against Yang's.
"Now," the blonde grinned after a sip. "Enough talk of parents and school and work. For the rest of the night it's just you, me, and enough alcohol to knock out a Goliath."
"Now that is something I can get behind." Blake laughed, watching Yang fire off a shot of her gauntlet that sent her sliding along the couch to land right next to her, an arm being slid smoothly around her shoulders.
Ruby had been sitting on the couch with Weiss for the last hour, the heiress teaching her about the finer points of gravity Dust while music played in the background. It wasn't her usual rock and heavy metal that, since Weiss had outright vetoed it during study sessions, but some classical piano that Ruby found relaxing; though a little too relaxing as she had nearly fallen asleep twice already. It was almost one in the morning after all.
Weiss seemed just as tired too, if the yawning was anything to go by, but the woman was used to staying up late. Thankfully though, she had been taking it a little easier lately. Though she still studied more than everyone on the team, she'd once again begun to put the pen down and join them on the couch for small movie nights. The heiress had mentioned Coco having talked to her, and whatever had been said had definitely been effective.
However, as they studied, the sound of raucous laughter drifted through the door from the hallway. She'd heard it earlier from outside, and couldn't help but smile at how happy her girlfriend sounded. It was something Yang was especially good at doing. It was also the reason she and Weiss had not gone to bed, since they knew they would simply be woken up the moment the two drunks returned to the dorm room. Just as they always were.
Sure enough, seconds later, the door crashed open and Yang tumbled to the floor, giggling herself silly as Blake leaned down with a finger to her lips and slipped her boots off.
"Shhhh!" She hissed, so much louder than she intended. "You'll wake thumup." Her words were slightly slurred but her amazing amber eyes were filled with joy.
"Too late for that." Weiss scowled at the pair.
A loud intake of air came from the blonde as her eyes flicked to Weiss.
"Uh oh, Blakey." The blonde said with wide eyes. "Weissicle's mad'me again. Whad I do this time?" Her voice fell to a whisper, but it was still more than loud enough for them all to hear. "I don't 'member."
"Yoooou stole her ice cream."
Ruby chuckled as Weiss raised an eyebrow, and quickly stood from the couch in an attempt to stop anymore being said. Unfortunately, she didn't make it in time.
"Rooby helped."
"She did what?"
"Heh, she's confused." Ruby tried to lie, knowing full well how she and Yang had shared almost the entire tub that Weiss had been searching for earlier. "Let's just ge…"
She was cut off as a pair of arms slipped around her shoulders, a large weight pressing on her back and raven black hair falling into her vision. Turning her head, she saw Blake smiling happily at her, the jacket she'd been wearing already nowhere to be seen.
"Heeey, Beautiful. I like your eyes."
"I know." Ruby giggled as she felt a pair of fingers trace her collarbone. She'd seen Blake drunk a few times before after nights out with Yang, but none of those times had been while they were dating. "But you're super drunk."
"Nope." The girl's voice mimicked how Ruby usually said that word as a finger booped her nose. "Only a lil bit."
Trying hard to suppress a giggle since the fingers were tracing lightly up her neck, she turned to Weiss and silently pleaded for help. Though she rolled her eyes, she stood up and walked over to Yang, prodding her in the stomach with her toe. A playful glint shined in Yang's eyes and she caught the offending digit.
"You feet're so cuuute, Weiss."
"Get off!" Weiss ordered, and Yang let out a small laugh as the foot was ripped from her grip. "And you're paying me back for that ice cream."
"Only if I getta be your spoon."
Both Yang and Blake broke out into renewed giggles, and despite the fact they were both drunk off their asses, Ruby couldn't help but chuckle at that stupid joke too. Nevertheless, Weiss let out a short sigh and raised her hand, a glyph forming on the floor and a ghostly white figure rising from it.
"ALLIE!" The sudden yell made them all flinch as Yang flipped onto her stomach and stared at the summoned beowolf. "Who's a good girl?"
"That's right, Yang." Weiss breathed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Follow Allie."
Ruby saw Weiss cringe at the name. She knew how much Weiss hated the nicknames for her summons, but she had also noticed they tended to act a little weird when Weiss wasn't really paying attention to them. The beowolf in particular seemed to have taken to acting like a regular household dog. It was both adorable and weird. Thankfully though, Yang seemed to adore the creature enough that she happily crawled along the floor after it towards the couch.
"I will handle her." Weiss sighed as she walked past. "You get Blake to bed."
"Mmm!" Blake hummed at those words. "I liiike that ideaaaa."
Ruby felt herself flush a little, and a kiss was pressed to her cheek. Warmth flooded her body, and she was tempted to turn and kiss the girl back, but she knew she had to get Blake to bed first. So with slow movements, she twisted her body and slipped out from under the faunus. Wrapping an arm around her back, Ruby began to guide her girlfriend towards her bed. It was obvious just how drunk the girl was since Ruby was sure that she was holding up most of the girl's weight.
"Seems like you had a fun night." Ruby chuckled, feeling Blake stumble a little but keeping her upright with ease.
"I laughed, and I danced with my bess friend." Blake said with a wide grin. "And nowigetta sleep with my beautiful girlfriend."
"I'm not sure that's a good idea." Ruby smiled.
Even though she would happily spend the night in Blake's bed again, Blake had definitely been a little more handsy than usual. She didn't want to spend the night in Blake's bed and potentially have Blake accidentally do some drunken mistake that she felt really bad for in the morning. After all, she knew just how much Blake was holding back on her desires, and alcohol did tend to remove inhibitions. Even in her drunken state though, Blake seemed to understand that too.
"I'll keep ma hands to maself. I promise." The girl grinned leaning in a little. The seductive whisper that followed was both not a whisper, and was slurred enough to lose its impact. "You cuneven tie thumup if you want."
A loud chortle came from the couch, and Ruby looked back to see Yang grinning stupidly at them both with a thumbs up. Knowing she was likely beet red, she turned back to Blake and saw a sad look on her girlfriend's face.
"My head hurts." She said, her words a little clearer as one of her hands raised up to hold her temple. "I wanna sleep."
"Okay." Ruby smiled gently, guiding her to lay down on the bed. "Then go to sleep."
"With you." Blake pouted and reached out to take her hand. "I promise I won't do anything."
Ruby looked down at the drunk girl, genuinely unsure what to do. Of course she wanted to join her, and trusted Blake enough to believe that even drunk she wouldn't do anything. But she still wasn't sure. However, Blake looked up at her with soft eyes and she found her resolve crumble.
"Please?"
"Okay," Ruby agreed and held her hand under her breasts and above her pelvis. "But your hands don't move from this area, okay?"
She received a nod from the intoxicated girl, and saw a sincerity in her eyes. Knowing for sure that nothing would be happening, Ruby Pulled the covers that were trapped under her girlfriend free and helped the girl into it. Already in her pajamas, Ruby slipped in too and moved a little closer, feeling Blake's hands slip around her waist.
"I'm sorry." Blake breathed.
"It's fine." Ruby replied honestly with a shake of her head. She could hardly hold it against Blake for alcohol making her show a portion of the desires she was keeping hidden. "I don't mind. I just didn't want you to do something you regret."
"I know." Her voice was actually quiet that time, merely a whisper as sleep finally began to take over. "You're just so beautiful. And I can't stop thinking about you. I know I should control myself better bu…"
Ruby pressed her lips against Blake's lips to cut her off. She didn't need to hear the apologies anymore, and didn't want Blake to keep giving them.
"You've done nothing wrong." She said kindly, reaching up to lay a hand on her beautiful girlfriend's face. "You can have all the thoughts you want. But right now, you need to sleep, okay?"
"Mhm." Blake nodded, her eyes closing and her breathing starting to slow. "You'll stay?"
"I'm not going anywhere." Ruby said, pressing another short-lived kiss to her girlfriend's lips.
"Than…"
The last bit of the word was cut off as Blake finally fell to sleep. Running a thumb along the girl's perfect cheekbones, she admired just how beautiful the girl was. She didn't blame Blake for having those thoughts, she did too after all and the fact they shared a room and saw each other in various states of undress all the time didn't help. But she also knew that Blake was more than satisfied with each step they took. And so was Ruby.
The make-out sessions, the exploration was her hands; it all felt comfortable. She was still definitely not ready for what Blake was, but she knew from how much she enjoyed those things that she would be ready eventually. And she knew that Blake was more than willing to wait.
But for the time being, Ruby was happy with what she had. A beautiful, sleeping girl holding her while she slowly felt herself drift off to sleep. For her, that was more than enough.
Raalm's Notes
Hello everyone, won't make this too long since the chapter is already late going up, but we just wanted to touch on Blake and Yang's friendship again, and show how deeply they care for each other. Also wanted to touch on a few of the ongoing plot threads that are happening at the minute while also having a little fun. Hopefully you enjoyed it all :)
The next chapter will be up on the 16th.