Blake was positively squirming in her bunk, tiny shivers overtaking her body as she kept flipping the pages. Her mind went to a simpler place where its only job was to flip pages, comprehend the words, and repeat the cycle. Each word was an electric tingle as the romantic couple took their relationship to the next level, a step forward into the beautiful world known as-
"Blake? Are you... are you okay over there?" Yang inquired, a concerned look on her face being gradually dampened by a growing grin on her face. She was sitting on Weiss' bunk, something that the heir-apparent would've raised hell for.
"I'm..." She cleared her throat.
Calm down, it's just a book. Just a book. Just a book that's filled with beautiful literary art that I can't get enough of.
Blake knew where the story was going from here; it'd evolve into single-minded 'art.' 'Art' that would make any seasoned reader blush.
I've read hundreds of these and I still haven't mastered the poker face.
"You're..." Yang smiled. "... Reading porn again."
Blake's eyes went wide as she threw down her book, nearly forgetting to put in her silk bookmark to save her spot for next time.
"Yang, watch your language!" Blake seethed between her teeth. She's never heard Yang say something so obscene in her months of knowing her as her partner.
She just shrugged off Blake's words as if it were a leaf on her shoulder. "Ah, relax. Not like Rubes is here." She patted her hand on the bed she was sitting on, bouncing on it a few times. "Or Weiss."
"It doesn't matter! I told you, it's not..." trailing off, her cheeks put on the slightest nudge of pink, the blood obviously rushing to Blake's head as she composed herself.
"First, it's not 'x-rated material.' It's-"
"Yeah, yeah, it's art, and you can stop whenever you want." She made bunny ears on her stressed words, which only made Blake more flustered.
"I can stop whenever I want," she shot back, forgetting about Yang's first bunny-ears statement.
Yang's eyes shot open adding to her open-mouth grin, the opportunity presenting itself. "So you DO admit that you're reading porn!"
"I NEVER SAID THAT!" Blake yelled, throwing up her hands in exasperation, face shades of red and pink from fuming and blushing.
"EXACTLY!" She fell over on her sides, clutching them as her body was rocked with waves of laughter, blonde mane shaking on the bed.
Oum 'effing damn it Yang, why can't you make sense sometimes? Or be more mature? Or-
Interrupting her internal fuming at her partner, Yang and Blake's scrolls lit up at the same time, indicating that a group chat was made between at least the two of them.
It's one in the morning and someone's texting? We already have a RWBY chat and I've put Ruby on 'Do Not Disturb' due to the insane amounts of photos she takes, so it can't be her, and Weiss doesn't even bother with texting.
Taking her scroll out from the space between her bed and the wall, the message that was blinking in front of her face surprised her.
Nora?
"k, listen. ren's coming over tomorrow and sunday so get ready1!"
Blake's eyebrows tilted. What in Remnant is she even talking about?...
"rules are that he can't find the rest of jnpr for help and he has to make u guys have a good time."
Blake's perplexed reaction only made itself more obvious. Yang, pulling herself out of her laughter-induced euphoria, also took note of Blake staring at her scroll and pulled out her own, still chuckling over her own humor. She read over the messages, mirth leaving her face and the same confused look spreading in its wake.
"i dared him to be more social :)"
She paused, reading the message again. "Dared him to be more... social?" she asked.
Blake's eye twitched but remained silent. Ren? Dared? What are they doing over there?
This time, no convenient response came in in form of text.
"M-... maybe she's drunk?" Yang stammered, still at a loss for words.
Before Yang could reply, their scrolls lit up again, both Y and B even more baffled by the sudden mood swing in the message.
"kthxbai hav a gud nite,,! 333 ;)"
After a good minute of complete silence and scrolling through their messages to comprehend what the dust just happened, Yang spoke first.
"Alright. It's..." She glanced at her scroll. "One in the morning. I've received some non-sense from Nora, I embarrassed you about reading your porn again, and I still have to take Bumblebee for repairs and get Rubes a welcome back gift tomorrow." She looked up, giving a thoughtful glance to the bed above her. "It's been a good day today, so... yeah... nope!" With a pop of the 'p', she flopped over on Weiss' bed, and started snoring as soon as her head hit the pillow, a tuft of blonde hair landing on her mouth that rose and fell as she breathed.
Blake kept staring at the words, and after another minute, shut off her scroll and put it back in its normal slot. She heard distinct sounds of (Nora's) laughter emanating from JNPR's room, indicating that she was still awake.
It's getting late, Blake noted as she looked over at her scroll. I need my rest. Yang kept me up all night playing that stupid video game and I can barely keep my eyes open right now.
She put her silk bookmark into her literary art (smut) and closed the book with a thwap. She then put it next to her pillow, where she would be able to see/hear if Yang tried to take the book and see what secrets it.
Eyes shut closed.
this intermediary mainly served to show that Ruby and Weiss aren't at the dorm right now. they are currently on a partner bonding mission (which is just a convenient thing I used to make sure I could dedicate a day-per team member on RWBY.
so yeah.
read on!