It's time to take the next step! Unless I can finish my current oneshot, this is my Valentine's Gift to everyone!
-Day before Valentine's-
Two months had passed since Ruby had brought the little ball of fluff home, and two months have flown by since their lives became considerably brighter. Raising the little one had encouraged Weiss to build up the courage for something she'd been dreading for the past three to four months. The way she and Ruby worked with Mystic told her all she'd needed to know to confirm it.
Upon Mystic's first vet appointment, they learned that the puppy was only nine to twelve weeks old, pretty young to have been abandoned at a shelter. They also learned that she'd been adopted by someone in Western Vale when she was six weeks old, and then abandoned when she turned eight weeks.
How could someone have left the little one there. . .? Weiss wondered this each time she found herself staring into the hyper-energetic pup's blue eyes. The fondness, love, loyalty. . . It broke her heart to imagine Mystic being brought to the shelter, thinking she was going for a car ride, and then wailing, crying her heart out watching her old owners walk out the door without her.
The first day they'd begun crate training, Weiss was getting ready for work and guided Mystic into her crate. They'd already been working with her to let her know that the crate was not for punishment, but the heartbreak in her eyes when Weiss closed the door was almost too much for her. The pup had been begging her, pleading her not to leave her. She could see it in her eyes, asking 'What did I do wrong? Why are you leaving me?'
Weiss had tried her best to reassure the Husky that she would be coming back, but Mystic had only retreated to the corner of the crate to sulk. That's where Ruby had found her when she'd returned home, in the exact same position, nose tucked into her side and her ears pinned back against her head.
Ruby had described the pure joy on her face when Ruby called her and let her out of the crate for a run. From that moment forward, it seemed that Mystic had begun to learn that she was not being abandoned, and that her family would be coming home to her.
"I'm home!" Weiss called through the house, kicking the door shut with her foot and hanging her purse up on the rack. When she was met with silence, she furrowed her brows and glanced around the house.
Well. . . The TV was on, the lights were on, and there was a half-eaten pizza on the table. Ruby was definitely home.
So, where was she?
Oh hell. . . Did she know?
She got her answer pretty quickly. A loud crash echoed in from outside and she calmly opened the door, a smirk coming to her lips when she saw Mystic's leash wrapped around the mailbox and Ruby sprawled out behind it, wearing her skates.
"Welcome home," Weiss giggled playfully as she approached, ignoring the glare Ruby sent her and kneeling down to Mystic, "I thought I told Ruby not to go out walking you with her skates anymore?" She asked, giggling when the puppy just barked at her in response. "She doesn't listen to me, does she?"
"Help?" Ruby muttered, stretching one hand out for Weiss to help her. Weiss glanced over to her briefly and hummed, ignoring her and tapping Mystic's nose. Cooing something to the dog, she unclipped her leash and sent her inside. "Weiiissss! Baby! Darling! Sweetheart! Don't leave your girlfriend to diiee-!" Ruby called as the older woman stood up, starting for the house again and disregarding Ruby's existence. An audible gasp came from the brunette behind her, "Yang! YangYangYang! Help me up!"
Weiss turned around to see Yang jogging up with an amused grin on her face, "Hello Yang." She greeted, "Where's Blake? I thought you two were attached at 5cm leash?"
Yang's grin dropped and she turned to face the white-haired woman, "I'll have you know that Blake is very busy at the moment, so I came out to see the two of you." She looked down to see Ruby pulling at her skates, making very frustrated, incoherent noises as she tried to pry them off. "I didn't expect to see Ruby crashing into the mailbox and killing herself, though." The blonde shrugged, "So training Mystic's going well, I take it?"
"Ah. . . Not really." Weiss said nervously, "I mean, she's smart, but she's also a puppy. She wants to play, not learn. . . Do you know how many remotes I've had to replace within the past week because she thought they were chew toys?"
"We got her a remote-looking toy!" Ruby called from behind Yang, "She tore it to shreds."
Yang rubbed her neck, "Aah. . . The puppy phase. . ."
Weiss smirked and cast a glance over to Ruby, who had freed one foot and was currently prying the other out of the skates. "Oh I'm used to it," she waved her hand dismissively, "dating Ruby is like taking care of an overgrown puppy."
"Hey!" Ruby hollered as she scrambled to her feet, "I thought you loved me, how could you do this to me?" The brunette pouted, crossing her arms with a quiet 'hmph', "I'm not an overgrown puppy."
The older woman rolled her eyes, shaking her head in amusement. "That's right, you're not. You're an overgrown child." Before Ruby could say anything Weiss turned to Yang, "Also, could I speak with you? Inside?" Yang blinked in mild confusion and quietly nodded, "Ruby! Stay outside!"
Ruby's head snapped up to the two of them as they stepped inside, Weiss placing her hand on the door. "Wait, the dog goes inside, but the girlfriend stays outside? How is that fair?"
Weiss giggled, "Because I said so." Closing the door, she immediately turned to Yang, who had already made herself comfortable on the couch. Lavender eyes glanced up at her and she felt her body go rigid, did she know? Oh god, she knew.
"So," Yang said with a smile, "whatcha wanna talk about that Ruby can't be involved in?"
Oh, she didn't know. "Well, uh." She wrung her hands together, nervously approaching Yang. "Ruby and I have been together for a while now, and I, uh, want your blessing to take the next step. . ."
The blond raised a brow, her facial expression blank and unamused; "As much I don't like thinking about it, I know you and Ruby have already had sex, so what am I here for?"
Humiliation rose to Weiss' face and she took a step back, clutching her sides instinctively. "You don't know that!" She exclaimed. Yang didn't know that, she couldn't know that.
"Of course I do," Yang waved her hand dismissively, "you've been together since highschool, I'd be very worried if you haven't done anything. Besides, you live right next door and Blake-"
"Okay, moving on!" Weiss interrupted, her face burning with embarrassment. She had not invited Yang over to discuss her sex life with her girlfriend. That was a conversation that would never happen in this lifetime, or in any lifetime.
Weiss drew in a deep breath, "I-I wanted your blessing to propose to her."
[The next day]
-Valentine's Day-
She could do this. . .
She had the ring, everything was all set up, and she had Yang's blessing. She had to do this. There was no backing down, if she didn't propose tonight, Yang would tell everybody they're already engaged.
Valentine's Day was a good day to propose, right? It had to be, it was all about love.
Weiss clutched the box tight in her hand, gazing down at the white rose etched into the side of the silver band. "Do you think she'll like it, Mystic?" She asked the Husky resting beside her, the dog lifted her head and tilted it curiously. After a moment, the canine just gave a light 'browf' and laid her head back down. Weiss giggled, "You're right, she'll love it."
She snapped the box shut as the door opened, she glanced up to see Ruby stepping in. "Welcome home," Weiss smiled as she slid the box behind the pillow, "you look tired."
Ruby shrugged her jacket off and tossed it to the side, causing a brief pang of irritation to strike Weiss. She'd pick it up later. "Pyrrha asked me to help her train a boy in her gym class," the redhead whispered tiredly, climbing over the side of the couch and gently pushing Weiss down.
Mystic shifted so that she was laying half-on, half-off the couch as Ruby made herself comfortable on top of Weiss.
"How'd that go?" Weiss cooed, threading her fingers through Ruby's hair. "You get him to train?"
"No," Ruby whispered, her body slowly relaxing into Weiss', "all I've seen today were couples being all kissy-kissy and touchy-feely. It was gross, like seriously, I'm glad you found somebody, but get a damn room! Ugh."
It seems Ruby had gotten way too used to Weiss' pet peeve about public affection, now she kind of felt bad. . .
"I couldn't wait to come home to you." Ruby sighed and the older girl tightened her arms around the brunette before shifting her shoulders, leaning up and pushing Ruby up in the process. The young girl grumbled and snuggled into her chest again once they were upright, closing her eyes and releasing a contented hum.
Weiss giggled and patted her back, "You like coming home to your girlfriend?" She asked, bringing one arm down and tapping Mystic's nose with it. The dog opened up and gently took the velvet box between her teeth, hopping down into the floor and turning to face them with her tail wagging behind her.
"Yeah," Ruby sighed, her eyes still closed, "what? Are you gonna say you don't like coming home to me?" She asked, pressing her nose into Weiss' neck.
"Of course I do." Weiss glanced towards Mystic, who nudged Ruby with her nose and whimpered, the athlete opened her eyes and looked at the little Husky. Weiss held the brunette tighter and rested her head in the crook of her neck when she heard the woman's breath catch in her throat, "Although. I'd love to be coming home to my wife."
Ruby's body fell limp and she slid out of her arms to take the box from the puppy, she flipped it open to look at the ring inside. "If you'll marry me." She whispered weakly, "I know I can be a bit stubborn and sometimes rude, but I do love you… Please never doubt that fact, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. . . That is, if you'll have me. "
The apartment was silent, but they could hear the wind blowing outside and the sound of chit-chatter down the hallways. The silence was deafening, almost frightening for Weiss. Ruby hadn't even looked at her, did she hate her now? Was it too soon? Should she have waited? Then again, Ruby had hated Valentine's Day before they'd gotten together.
Maybe it was the fact she proposed today of all days?
She'd fucked up, hadn't she?
Ruby thankfully broke the silence. "Then… you will." Ruby's voice cracked as she turned to her girlfriend, head bowed and tears running down her cheeks. "I love you, too…"
Weiss' eyes widened, her heart racing in her chest. "Is… Is that a yes?"
Ruby giggled, "Of course it is, you dunce. I'll gladly marry you…"
'She said yes.' Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she pulled her new fiancee close, cradling her in her arms again as the brunette relaxed into her embrace. 'She said yes!' Was it possible to love someone more than life? Because that's the only way she could think of to describe her emotions right now. "I love you so much," she sighed blissfully, her heart soaring, "my Sweet little Rose."
"Maybe we'll have an actual little Rose running around soon," Ruby said to her softly, "after we're married of course. Stealing from the cookie jar, making a mess of the kitchen, and drawing little family pictures of us… I can't wait."
"I can't either," Weiss kissed her head, chuckling as Mystic hopped up between them, forcing herself to lay beside them, "but I think Mystic is alright for now."
"Awww," Ruby cooed, poking Weiss' nose, "Weiss wants a baby with me."
"Don't push it."
"I love you too."
Weiss pressed her head into Ruby's, her eyes suddenly snapped open in realization. "Wait, did you call me a dunce?"
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~Dixie