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Chapter 6. Love Laid Bare
Yang and Pyrrha both would've liked to have slept in the next day on their day off.
However, there was something nagging at the backs of both their minds, an uncertainty that had been present for a while now, but that had only increased to un-ignorable levels last night.
They both woke around the same time, still very early in the morning, when the sun was only just beginning to rise. They rolled themselves over from where they'd been locked together in a gentle, tentative embrace all night.
Both girls now lay on their sides, facing one another. They were both weary and tired, as though neither of them had slept much at all last night due to the troubling thoughts weighing down their minds. They could both still hear the soft pattern of Weiss' breathing from across the room, deep and steady.
Yang and Pyrrha looked into each other's eyes. Yang offered a grin, but it didn't last long with how nervous she was to address this. Pyrrha reached out to take her hand, both to reassure Yang and to steel herself.
They cleared their throats, and got straight to the heart of the matter.
"Pyrrha... there's something I've wanted to talk to you about. I just didn't know when would be a good time..."
"It's the same for me, Yang."
They both felt their hearts sink to their stomachs, their throats tightening up.
They both believed they knew where this was going, and neither of them liked it.
Pyrrha squeezed her hand a little harder, her fingers shaking just as much as Yang's were. Her green eyes were a mixture of terrified and determined to speak the truth.
Yang took in a shaky breath and nodded to her girlfriend.
"You go first..." she mumbled. "I still don't know how I wanna say this..."
Pyrrha sighed, and squeezed her hand again.
"Yang... I... I just want to say that you never did anything wrong, all right? I love you so much. That will never change. I just..." She looked away, but when Yang whimpered softly, Pyrrha forced herself to look back into those lavender eyes and be honest with her. "Yang, I... I don't know why. I really don't. But I think that... that I'm in love... with Weiss..."
Her heart started to pound the second the confession had slipped from her lips.
Yang's expression tightened and she flinched slightly, as though Pyrrha's words had physically stricken her, though very lightly.
"Damn it..."
"Yang, listen to me..." Pyrrha could see Yang's lip quivering, her eyes beginning to water. Pyrrha could feel a stinging behind her nose as well, but she persisted to say all she wanted to say. "Yang, it's not that... that I don't love you. It's not that you ever did anything to make me stop loving you. I just... I love her, too.
"And I don't know w-why I would... because it's not like I'm unhappy with you at all. I'm happier than I've ever been before in my entire life, Yang! It's just... I feel I would be even happier with her."
She was doing well not to let her voice waver. But it was at that point when Yang started to cry softly, miserable sounds tumbling out of her lips. Pyrrha lost what was left of her composure as she reached out to pull her in.
"Yang, please! D-Don't... I-I don't... I'm... I'm sorry..."
She lost whatever she'd been meaning to say. She couldn't bear to see Yang in pain like this, pain Pyrrha herself had caused.
She held Yang close and wept into her shoulder, wishing she could find her words again. Yang's tears were forming a warm, damp spot at the collar of her shirt, and Pyrrha cradled her tightly, repeating her name softly, over and over again.
Their bodies shuddered, rippling as numerous sobs coursed through their backs and chests.
Yang realized she'd sunken her teeth into the fabrics of Pyrrha's shirt in an effort to silence herself. But after a few minutes, she'd heard enough. She didn't want Pyrrha to keep crying like this.
She fought to arrange her thoughts coherently, and eased herself back to look down at her girlfriend. Pyrrha had lifted a palm to her mouth to cry behind, her cheeks drenched with tears.
"Y-Yang..." she choked. "I-I'm... so sorry... I-I..."
She couldn't finish any single thought, though. Everything just ended in more sobs.
Yang sniffled, reaching out to stroke gently through her hair, running the backs of her fingers and knuckles over Pyrrha's cheek, trying to comfort her.
"Pyrrha..." She sucked in another deep breath. "I gotta tell you... b-but first I gotta know... Are you... do you wanna break up with me...?"
Pyrrha's reaction was unhindered and immediate. Her eyes went wide, allowing more tears to rush down, and a look of sheer horror crossed her features.
"No!" she gasped. "No, Y-Yang, that's not at all what I-"
"Okay..." Yang curled herself over Pyrrha, as if to protect the girl from her own bad thoughts. "Okay... that's all I needed to hear, Pyrrha... thank you..."
Pyrrha wailed softly in her arms and clung tighter to her, burying her face into Yang's collar, her nails clinging at her back.
Yang's chest had been freed from an awful, gripping sense of dread now in knowing that Pyrrha didn't want to leave her. A fraction of the guilt and uncertainty remained, but she intended to address that now, once and for all.
"Pyrrha... thank you for going first. Cuz I... I never could've said it any better than you did..."
It took Pyrrha some time to register the meaning of her words. She continued crying for a moment, until she realized what Yang had said. At that point, she pulled back a few inches, just enough so she could look up into her eyes.
"Yang... what do you mean...?"
The blonde girl actually smiled a bit, closing her eyes as the tears came out along with her confession.
"Cuz I'm... in love with Weiss, too..."
Now, the silence between them was almost deafening, with only a few tiny sobs and sharp inhales to fill it.
Yang reopened her eyes to meet with Pyrrha's, the tears still dripping despite the shock and confusion.
"W-What...? Yang, you..."
"I mean... judging by what you just told me... I feel the exact same way as you do, Pyrrha. I'm in love with her, too. But I... it's not because you ever did anything to make me unhappy. You were always so perfect, so good to me. I don't wanna... break up with you, either. But I... I really do love her... And I... I don't know what to do..."
After that, she couldn't say any more for a moment, because an awful thickness had curled up in her throat, making it hard to breathe. Pyrrha reached out to bring her close, releasing a massive sigh from the bottom of her stomach.
"Yang... oh, thank goodness... I never wanted to... to lose you because of this... b-but I knew I needed to be honest with you and tell you how I felt about her..."
"Y-Yeah..." Yang agreed. "It's th-the same for me... I never wanna lose you, Pyrrha... I love you..."
"I love you, too..."
Now, they'd both gotten the awful secret off their chests, and they'd heard the other's secret as well.
Of course, neither had really expected the other's secret to be the very same one she herself had been keeping. But that made things a little less complicated, in a way.
Because now they both knew how the other had been feeling all this time, because she herself had been feeling the exact same way.
And being able to come clean about their feelings towards Weiss, and for the other to accept their feelings and reaffirm them now...
To be able to hear each other still saying "I love you" despite all that had been confessed between them...
It was like remembering how to breathe again after being pulled down into the depths of the sea.
Their arms curled around each other's shoulders and backs, which were still trembling from all the crying they'd done, and were still doing. Now, the whimpered apologies had become words of gratitude.
"Thank goodness..."
"Oh, thank god..."
They needed a moment to get all the crying done with, burying their faces in each other's shoulders, sniffling hard as they reached out to wipe each other's cheeks.
After a few minutes, they managed to quiet and calm themselves down enough to open their eyes again. Emerald and lavender met, each of them getting lost in the other color just as quickly and easily as they had the first time they'd met.
Without a word, they came together, quivering lips bumping needfully in a kiss, soft and timid at first, then firmer - surer.
They made it last for as long as possible before they needed to pull back for air. And at that point, they were both smiling a little.
"Look at us..." Yang sighed. "Covered in snot and tears..."
"Crying in bed on our day off..." Pyrrha added.
They leaned forward, brushing their noses together.
"But at least we got through that," Yang murmured.
"And we know what we're up against now." Pyrrha squeezed her tighter. "And at least now we know... we know what we want."
"Yeah. I just don't know how we can get it, is all..."
"That's all right," Pyrrha soothed her. "We can figure it out. Together."
"Yeah. Together."
They sidled in to share one more kiss, moving their arms around so they could reach up their hands to clear away the other's tears. Their clothes were all ruffled and covered in damp spots, and their messy hair was a fire-colored disaster by this point.
When they next parted, Yang shook herself off and ran a hand back through her bangs.
"God, I'm a hot mess right now. Think you could grab me a tissue?"
"Of course. I need one, too."
Both girls sat up in bed, shaking themselves off a bit, trying to let the reality of all this sink in.
They were fine.
They were still in love with one another.
They just... were both in love with someone else, too.
And that happened to be the same person for both of them.
They knew whatever came next would be difficult, but at least they now knew they wouldn't have to face it alone.
Pyrrha and Yang both turned themselves around, so they could reach for the box of tissues on the nearby desk.
But both girls froze instantly when they looked across to the other side of the room.
Two wide, tearful blue eyes were staring back at them.
Weiss was sitting up in Pyrrha's bed, clutching the sheets to her chest. Her lips were trembling, and her breathing was already short and clipped.
Before either Pyrrha or Yang could make a move or an effort to say or do anything, Weiss pulled the blankets up to her face and started to cry.
She couldn't stop herself from crying.
What else was she supposed to do? She'd just woken up to the sounds of her two best friends and crushes whispering softly to one another-
-about her.
And they'd said things she'd never expected to hear, even in her dreams.
This... this can't be real... th-they... they said they're... in love... with me? B-Both of them...?
It must have been a dream. There was no way she was this lucky.
But when she next looked up again, she discovered she was still sitting up in Pyrrha's bed, hiding herself behind the blankets.
When she gazed across the room, Pyrrha and Yang were still right there across from her, frozen in place on the opposite bed, eyes wide and cheeks wet. They looked scared, like they didn't know what they'd done, or what they could still do.
Weiss understood why they looked that way. If they really did love her, it must've hurt to see her crying like this without fully understanding why.
She knew they must have misinterpreted her tears. Because honestly, this was the most relieved and the happiest she'd ever been. Her heart was pounding with excitement and joy, her hands shaking as she clutched at the sheets.
She ducked her face into her palms again, unable to keep her eyes open with how much she was crying. She could hear the other girls now, voices thin and scared as they called out to her.
"Weiss...? Oh goodness..."
"Did you... hear what we...?"
They both trailed off, not sure what they should do.
If she had heard them, they didn't know how she was going to react. If she didn't feel romantically interested towards them, they might just be pushing her away more quickly.
Those were the same fears Weiss had harbored for the past few weeks, battling with her conflicting feelings. She didn't want Yang and Pyrrha to suffer anymore than they already had.
Fighting off the sobs, Weiss lifted her face once again, this time only briefly. She met both of their gazes in turn, lavender and emerald. Weiss lifted her quivering arms out towards them imploringly.
"Y-Yang..." she choked. "P-Pyrrha... please..."
They didn't need any more of a cue than that.
Both of them threw the blankets off themselves as they hurried across the room to her. They each took one of her trembling hands and knelt heavily on the bed beside her.
"Weiss..." Yang whimpered. "Weiss, are you okay?"
"We didn't... we didn't mean for you to hear," Pyrrha whispered. "We were just... trying to figure things out for ourselves."
"Please, don't hate us," Yang begged her. "We barely understand it either. I don't know how I could love you when I already love Pyrrha."
"And it's the same for me!" Pyrrha said quickly. "I love Yang with everything I have... and yet there's plenty of room for you in it, too..."
"But..." Yang wiped her sleeve over her eyes. "I mean, we understand if... if you don't..."
"It is... rather unusual, after all..." Pyrrha finished.
Weiss listened to every word they said, taking each one to heart.
It was a moment before she could finally muster the courage and breath to speak up, and by that point, all three of them were shaking and sobbing softly. Weiss grasped their hands with both of hers, trying to gain their attention.
"You two..." she gasped. "You don't... you really don't know... what this means to me..."
The taller girls shared a confused, yet concerned look.
"Weiss..." Yang murmured, stroking her hair a little. "Are you okay...?"
"Please," Pyrrha said, rubbing her back for her. "We never meant to make you uncomfortable."
Weiss shook her head to clear it, then looked to them each.
First, she turned to Pyrrha.
"No... I know the two of you never wanted to hurt me."
Then, she turned to Yang.
"And yes... I'm all right. More than all right."
Here, Weiss pulled both of their hands to her chest, over her thumping heart.
"Because... because I've loved you both... all this time..."
With her true feelings finally revealed, Weiss hunched forward and sobbed at the top of her lungs.
She left Pyrrha and Yang stunned, with fresh rivulets of tears running down their faces.
Pyrrha leaned forward and wrapped her free arm around the white-haired girl.
"Weiss, you... you have...?"
Yang swallowed hard.
"You mean you... you love us, too? Both of us?"
With their help and support, Weiss sat up again, furiously wiping her eyes against her shoulders.
"That's... what I said, you idiot."
Pyrrha actually snorted a little.
"She's right, Yang. That is what she said."
"Yeah... I guess it is, isn't it?"
Yang's crooked smile had returned as well.
And then, it all started to sink in.
This... was really happening.
It was just... really hard to believe.
And yet, it was right here, right now, happening with every breath they took.
Yang let out a low whistle.
"Holy crap... So like... is this...? Are we like...?"
The three of them shared glances with one another, puzzled, yet certain.
"I mean..." Pyrrha began. "It's not unheard of, is it? If we all love each other, it shouldn't matter if there are three of us, right?"
Weiss was still clasping their hands in hers, trying to register what was happening.
"I... I've been so scared all this time... I didn't want to tell only one of you, because I thought you might get the wrong impression. So I made up that story last night... But I'll admit I... didn't plan on confessing so soon."
"And, to be honest," Yang mumbled. "I was freaked out, too. Because... I knew how I felt about you, and I was kinda... thinkin' that maybe you felt the same. But I didn't wanna hurt Pyrrha."
"Me too!" Pyrrha cried. "I kept thinking Weiss might've liked me, but then sometimes I'd think it was you she liked, Yang. I knew it was one of us, I just... didn't know it was both of us."
"Well, it is," Weiss affirmed. "And if you... you're both okay with it... I mean, I couldn't help overhearing, but I'm so-" Another sob cut her off. "I'm just so glad you're... that the two of you aren't breaking up because of me... I'd hate that... I'd never forgive myself... Because I know you love each other so much..."
Pyrrha hushed her and pulled her closer.
"And that's exactly why we could never break up."
Yang moved in to hug Weiss' other side.
"We love each other... And we love you, too, Weiss. That's how it is."
Hearing the words over and over only reaffirmed the reality of it all. Weiss sobbed again, pulling them both in to her as much as she could.
"Thank you... thank you..."
Pyrrha and Yang each wrapped their arms around her, pressing her into a tight, warm embrace. They ran their fingers through Weiss' hair, though the girl was still holding one of each of their hands over her chest. They could feel her heart thrumming in excitement, and it made their pulses quicken, too.
They took turns kissing Weiss' temples, brushing their noses against hers and each other's. They all wiped away the others' tears, whispering words of love and reassurance.
Somewhere along the lines, the crying came to a gradual stop, until there were only elated smiles remaining on their lips.
The bed was small, but somehow, they all managed to fit onto it. Pyrrha and Yang gently coaxed Weiss to lie down again, and they each remained on either side of her. Their clothes were all ruffled, and their long hair was messy and frazzled all around them. But the size of the bed made things all the more cozy with how closely they needed to press together.
As soon as Weiss' breathing had calmed down, Pyrrha and Yang leaned over her to share a tender kiss with each other. Weiss opened her eyes and watched them fondly.
The two people she'd been crushing on for months were now her girlfriends.
As they parted, they each let out a long sigh.
"Well..." Pyrrha murmured. "That... worked out rather well. With the best possible outcomes for all parties!"
"I know. I still can't believe it..." Yang muttered. "But now I gotta ask... which of us gets to kiss her first?"
"Oh!" Pyrrha gasped. "I... I'm not quite sure... How should we decide something like that? Weiss, do you... have a preference?"
"Don't worry," Yang said smugly. "Pyrrha won't get offended if you pick me first."
"And Yang can handle it if you choose me," Pyrrha countered playfully.
Weiss looked up at both of them, flicking her eyes from side to side.
"I... I..."
She hadn't thought about this at all. At the very least, they'd both made it clear that neither of them would take offense, no matter which of them Weiss ended up giving her first kiss to.
They both gazed down at her with patient eyes, promising to accept whatever decision she might come to.
But Weiss found she couldn't choose. Her cheeks heated up, and her heart started thumping again.
"I... I can't..."
The others instantly realized what kind of a situation she was in. Weiss didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
"Oh!" Pyrrha cupped her palm at Weiss' cheek. "I'm so sorry, Weiss! It's not fair of us to make you choose!"
"Yeah, it's okay!" Yang found one of Weiss' hands and interlocked their fingers. "Don't worry about it, 'kay? Here, how about this? Close your eyes."
Weiss flashed a glance at each of them, took a deep breath, and then complied.
"First," Pyrrha checked. "Is this okay? Are you.. okay with doing this right now?"
Weiss nodded right away.
"Yes... I've just... for so long I've-"
"Okay," Pyrrha soothed. "All right. I just wanted to make sure."
"Just keep your eyes closed, yeah?" Yang squeezed her hand again, then released it.
Weiss laid there, her head not turned to either side more than the other. Her heart was pounding again as the anticipation took over.
She felt a presence hover over her, but she couldn't discern which side of her it was coming from. Both of them had moved, so that she wouldn't be able to tell.
Then, a soft pressure was put on her lips.
It lasted only a few seconds, then was gone, and another pair of lips followed.
Once the second person had pulled away, Weiss opened her eyes.
She didn't know which of them had been her first kiss, but she felt this was the best way to handle it. As far as she was concerned, they'd both received that honor. She didn't need to know for sure.
But now that it had happened, she couldn't contain herself.
Weiss let out a small whimper, and more tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, then dripped back against the pillow.
"Th-Thank you... Yang, Pyrrha..."
Once again, they leaned over her, each holding a kiss to her cheeks.
"You don't need to thank us."
"We should be thanking you."
And then, it was all bliss.
Yang couldn't resist pulling her newest girlfriend in first. She turned onto her side and kissed Weiss fully, slipping her arms around her. Weiss kissed back wholeheartedly, savoring the intimate warmth of the contact. Pyrrha lay behind her and stroked through Weiss' hair, running her hands all up and down her back.
As soon as Yang let her go, Weiss turned around to kiss Pyrrha. It was different from Yang's warmer, hungrier kiss. Pyrrha's was a bit softer, and she preferred multiple smaller pecks rather than one longer one.
But their differences didn't make either one any more or less appealing than the other, to Weiss. She loved them both equally, with all her heart.
Pyrrha ended up pulling Weiss on top of her, making her squeal a little. Weiss kissed her again. Pyrrha laughed and locked her in a tight hug, ruffling her hair.
Yang sidled closer and somehow managed to get one arm beneath Pyrrha and the other over Weiss. She cuddled them tightly and kissed them each in turn before begging Pyrrha for another turn with Weiss.
Weiss was transferred from Pyrrha's stomach to Yang's, the blush never leaving her face as she realized how easily they could pass her back and forth. She kissed Yang now, feeling more fingers running down her back in the process.
Everything was just so warm, so soft, so loving...
After a while, Weiss was laid back down between them. Yang braced herself over her now, pressing herself down lightly over Weiss, putting her weight on her elbows on either side of the smaller girl. She kissed her more deeply now, slowly, working their mouths together.
Weiss did her best to keep up and kiss back, but she was still new to this. Pyrrha noticed she was becoming flushed, and tapped Yang's shoulder to coax her back. Yang realized Weiss was panting beneath her and moved away.
"Sorry... Got a little carried away."
She caressed Weiss' face for a moment as she caught her breath.
Pyrrha took Yang's attention for the time being, guiding the blonde's lips to her own, tilting her chin a bit to get the perfect angle. Pyrrha was more used to Yang's fervent kisses, and she lasted long enough for Weiss to get some air.
"Yang..." she chided gently. "Let me show you how it's done." Pyrrha took her girlfriend's previous place over Weiss, a longing look in her emerald eyes. She pressed her lips over Weiss' and pushed a steady breath of air into her lungs, then pulled back. "Are you all right? Would you like to stop?"
Weiss shook her head.
"I'm fine. I don't ever want this to end..."
Yang grinned.
"Well then, it's a good thing we've got the day off!"
Weiss nodded, silently telling Pyrrha she was ready.
Pyrrha took things a little more gently. Of course she was just as excited to kiss Weiss as Yang was, but instead of longer, drawn-out kisses, she kept them short and light, letting Weiss breathe in between. Weiss curled her arms around her back, focusing on Pyrrha for the time being.
But after a few minutes, she reached out her hand, grasping to find Yang's. The blonde snuggled in again just as Pyrrha pulled away and laid back down on Weiss' other side. Weiss was gasping softly again, and Yang shot Pyrrha a soft glare.
"Hey, I thought you were telling me to take it easy on her?"
"Sorry!"
Weiss chuckled dryly, but couldn't speak yet. Pyrrha reached out to place a hand on the smaller girl's stomach, rubbing gently. Yang laid her head over Weiss' collar, nestling close.
"Geez, Pyrrha," she mumbled. "Her heart's pounding. Give her a break, will ya?"
"Really now?" Pyrrha moved in as well and laid her head beside Yang's to listen. "Do you meant to tell me you didn't have any part in this at all? You started it, Yang."
"B-Both of you..." Weiss grumbled. "Quit it... you're making it worse..." She could feel her heart thudding even harder now that she knew they were both listening. Yang and Pyrrha could both clearly hear the change in tempo and speed.
"Aw, sorry, Weiss," Yang cooed. "You're just so cute!"
"You heart sounds lovely," Pyrrha promised her. "May we... listen a while longer?"
"Pleeease?" Yang begged her.
Weiss huffed, then wrapped an arm around each of them.
"Fine..."
She could feel them both snuggle a little closer, their hands tracing soothing circles over her stomach and chest, sometimes curling through her hair as well.
Weiss closed her eyes and tried to slow down her breathing, though her heartbeat maintained its quick, excited pace. It was a little embarrassing, but she found she didn't mind all that much.
Pyrrha and Yang listened to the rhythm in her chest, feeling her breathe. They shared a small kiss together as they continued to pamper Weiss.
This was all any of them ever could have asked for, and then some.
With the initial thrill ebbing away for now, the three of them dozed for a while, coiled together in a soft pile of limbs and hair.
After a while, they realized their heartbeats had synched.
For a time, no one spoke. They simply laid there and breathed together.
Hours had passed since they'd first woken that morning, and the room was now filled with light, adding to the warmth that already existed between them.
It wasn't long before stomachs started to growl.
Yang was the first to pull herself away from the comfort of Weiss' collar.
"Y'know..." she mumbled. "Now that you're with us, Weiss, I feel you should know about the initiation."
Weiss cracked open one eye and peeked up at her.
"Initiation?"
Pyrrha soon pushed herself up as well.
"Oh, Yang," she sighed. "Are you really going to make her-"
"Yup! No mercy, Pyrrha!"
"If you say so."
Weiss stiffed as they both looked down on her, smirking mischievously.
"W-What-"
But Weiss' voice was drowned out by a cheerful chorus.
"Tickle attack!"
They dove on her like wolves on a swan, attacking her with four hands when she only had two to fend them off with. She squealed and shrieked as their fingers ran all along her sides, over her chest, under her arms-
Weiss thrashed about on the bed, laughing within seconds, flipping over onto her sides to try and protect herself. But she was outnumbered, outmatched, and surrounded. When one of them couldn't get to her, the other did instead.
They tickled her along her spine, at the nape of her neck, and anywhere else they could reach. Weiss' giggles filled the room, and quite possibly the entire building with how hard and loud she was laughing.
"Y-You two!" she shrieked. "I-I'll get you b-back!"
"Oh, will ya?" Yang grinned. "I'd like to see you try!"
"No, no," Pyrrha said. "She's right, Yang. This isn't a fair fight."
"Huh?"
"Your turn!"
"Whoa!"
In one swift motion, Pyrrha dove at Yang and pinned her down.
"Weiss, quick! Get her stomach!"
Yang writhed beneath her.
"Wh-Why you-! A-Aahaha!"
Weiss had recovered quickly at the prospect of revenge. She was just as ruthless as Pyrrha was now as they both attacked their blonde girlfriend. Yang rolled over and over again trying to avoid them, her crazed laughter littered with snorts.
Unfortunately for Pyrrha, hearing Yang snort had always been a weakness of hers. She paused in her attack to laugh, and it was just long enough for Yang to lunge up at her.
"Aaah! Weiss! Help me!"
And so Weiss switched sides yet again, now focusing on making Pyrrha squeal. Her laughter was just as hearty and wonderful to hear as Yang's had been.
All three of them were laughing continuously throughout the ordeal, and it was probably a good thing this room was farther away from most others.
Eventually, the three girls ended up tickling whoever they could whenever they could get at. They wrestled on the small bed, rolling over, getting tangled in the sheets, laughing harder and harder until-
"AH-!"
And all three of them fell onto the floor in a heap of hair and bedsheets.
Despite the impact of the fall, they were all still giggling softly, gasping for breath as they began to untangle themselves and each other. The fight was clearly over.
They sat up, shaking themselves off, reaching out to fix each other's clothes and hair.
Once they'd caught their breath, they all but collapsed into each other's arms.
"God..." Yang wheezed. "If that doesn't wake ya up, I don't know what will..."
"Getting a new girlfriend and tickle fighting," Pyrrha recounted. "It doesn't get much better than that."
"What about getting two new girlfriends?" Weiss mused.
The others cooed and pulled her into a big hug, showering her with kisses.
Stomachs started to growl again, and they soon pulled apart.
"All right," Yang said. "Time for breakfast!"
"More like lunch," Pyrrha sighed.
"So brunch?" Weiss put in.
Again, they laughed.
They helped each other stand up and smooth out their clothes. As Yang got to making the beds, Pyrrha went to her drawers to offer Weiss some of their clean clothes for the day, so she wouldn't have to go back to her own room to change.
They took turns freshening up in the bathroom, happily taking the hair brushes to tend to each other.
Weiss discovered that kissing her girlfriends was a bit more enjoyable after they'd all brushed their teeth, and she made sure to steal a few more pecks here and there.
She ended up wearing a pair of Yang's shorts and one of Pyrrha's shirts, and they made sure to tell her how good she looked in them.
Once they were all ready, Pyrrha and Yang each took one of Weiss' hands. She squeezed them both in return.
They kissed her hands, and she kissed both of theirs.
With smiles wide and hearts warm, they headed out the door to face the first day of their brand new relationship.
And they'd see to it that there would be many more to come.
A/N: All's well that ends well! But don't worry! There will be an epilogue as well!
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