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Chapter 2. Setting Schedules
Their first night together turned into their first morning together.
When Weiss came to, she was confused for a few seconds as to where she was until everything came rushing back to her.
Upon opening her eyes, she found herself in their new apartment, the wooden floorboards and pale walls of the room dyed golden with early-morning sunlight.
A glance at the little alarm clock on the nearby table told her it was only 8AM. Typically, she would've pushed herself up out of bed to greet the new day.
But just this once she opted to stay in bed.
Blake was curled up at her side, enveloping Weiss in a loose embrace.
Weiss shifted her arm that had grown numb in the night, waiting for the blood to flow properly once more. She pressed that arm to Blake's back beneath the covers and started stroking fingers through her hair. Her eyes were trained on the ceiling for a while, her heart soaring with elation at the new environment, the new life.
Even if every Sunday morning to follow was exactly the same as this one, Weiss knew she'd never get tired of it.
Blake was snoring very faintly, a bit of a wheeze to her breath as her ears flicked periodically. Weiss was continuously pulling her closer and closer, cuddling her sleeping girlfriend with care.
She closed her eyes and dozed beneath the sunlight, enjoying the silence. All she could hear was Blake's gentle breathing, and the occasional bark of a dog outside.
After a short nap, Weiss shifted Blake's and her own positions, carefully lying the Faunus girl on her back so Weiss could hold her instead. She rested her head over Blake's collar until she'd located her pulse. Closing her eyes, Weiss listened to Blake's heart, realizing she'd never been able to do anything like this before in the eight years they'd been together. It was soft and slow, but a lovely sound.
And it was all hers.
She listened for a little while, dozing once again, enjoying the feeling of freedom in not having to go anywhere today.
But most of all, she enjoyed her closeness to Blake without risk of being caught or potentially scolded.
Even on mornings like tomorrow when they'd both have to wake up early and head to work, Weiss knew the two of them would gladly do as much, fueled by the desire to make a bit of money to support one another, and then come back home together at the end of the day.
For nearly an hour, Weiss rested with Blake, cuddling her and humming happily all the while.
The only indication of when Blake finally woke was the addition of the choppy purr that crept up the back of her throat. Weiss noticed it and opened her eyes, propping herself up to look down at the Faunus girl's face.
"Good morning," she said fondly.
Blake opened her eyes and purred a little harder at the sight of Weiss. She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and pulled her closer.
"Morning," she mumbled into the shell of her ear. "How'd you sleep?"
"Better than ever before in my life. And that's no exaggeration."
"It was the same for me." Blake sighed happily in just remembering.
"Well..." Weiss cleared her throat pointedly. "It is Sunday, you know. We don't have to get out of bed just yet. All we've got to do today is unpack, so it's not like we're under obligation to move or anything."
"That's good," Blake purred. "Because I don't want to. You're too comfortable, Weiss." She ran her hands up and down the girl's back, playing with her hip-length white hair.
In exchange for the mini massage, Weiss dipped her face down to trail lazy, tired kisses all over Blake's head and ears.
Everything was slow that morning – their hearts, their ministrations, their kisses – everything. They were determined to maintain an atmosphere free of urgency or stress, intent to make the morning of their first full day alone together the best it could possibly be.
Weiss lost track of how many kisses they'd shared in only the next ten minutes, but she estimated it'd been at least a hundred.
Blake rolled them over and took her turn pampering Weiss, kissing her frazzled bangs and smoothing out her hair for her. One hand cupped the smaller girl's cheek as Blake kissed her, and her other hand slipped down to Weiss' stomach.
For another half hour, they went back and forth giving massages and rubbing stomachs and backs that were sore from moving boxes all day yesterday.
After eight years together, Blake didn't think there'd be too much more she could discover about Weiss. But just in that short time frame that morning, she discovered a little tidbit she'd never known before.
While Blake herself preferred getting her stomach rubbed to calm down, Weiss was more responsive to getting her chest and collar tended to.
Once Blake had discovered her girlfriend's preferred sweet spot, she was sure to trace her palm in slow circles just beneath Weiss' throat. The Faunus girl chuckled when she realized Weiss had very nearly fallen back asleep after a few minutes of that treatment.
But a glance at the time told her it was almost ten, and Blake felt they'd whittled enough of the morning away.
"Weiss," she murmured. "Let's make breakfast. How does that sound?"
"Mmmhm..."
Blake could tell she was trying to not let herself fall asleep. With an amused chuckle, she nuzzled Weiss' chest.
"Come on."
"Mmn... you're right. Absolutely right," Weiss agreed, pushing herself up. "We should eat soon."
Blake kept them in bed for just another minute, wrestling the blankets aside as she pulled Weiss into her lap to share another kiss.
This was their first time sharing morning kisses like this, lips coming together with one another's before coming into contact with anything else. But the stale morning breath was what got to Weiss, and when she pulled away, she blushed sheepishly.
"I think I'd like to brush my teeth."
"You're fine," Blake cooed. "But alright. Let's get moving."
The two girls stretched and slipped off their respective sides of the bed. Weiss headed into the bathroom while Blake went to the kitchen to begin breakfast.
They preserved their electricity again, once more going by the bright sunlight for guidance. They only used the stove and running water when necessary, but would try to avoid anything else unnecessarily.
Once Weiss joined her in the kitchen, they proceeded to prepare eggs and toast.
The couple then enjoyed their first breakfast together at the little double-chaired table in the far corner of the room, sharing comments and compliments about the food.
But both realized that once the talking had died down, it was a bit quieter than expected. Neither disliked the silence – quite the opposite in fact. It was just that in this particular situation with so much to do ahead of them, they felt as though they should be doing something right now rather than sitting in silence.
Therefore, when Weiss took the finished dishes to the sink for washing, and Blake headed into their living area to locate the small, antique radio she'd brought from home. She fiddled with the knobs until she'd found a station playing classical music, her ears lifting in delight.
When Weiss entered the room, Blake stood to offer a chivalrous bow as she held out her hand.
"May I have this dance, miss?"
Flattered both in act and in truth, Weiss put one hand to her chest while reaching out the other.
"You most certainly may."
Blake straightened her posture and pulled Weiss in, pressing them chest-to-chest. Weiss rested her free hand on Blake's shoulder, feeling her girlfriend's hand on her hip in turn.
Having just eaten, they went slowly, stepping in time to the music in a sort of waltz. Blake tried to start out somewhat professional, but as the minutes ticked on, they spiraled down into simply doing whatever they pleased; this was their place now, after all.
They twirled and spun, hair and nightgowns fluttering behind them as their bodies moved in carefree tandem. The faster steps soon trickled down into slower movements, until they were standing and swaying in place once again.
Weiss rested her head against Blake's shoulder as they wound down from the movements, and Blake held her close. Once their second song had come to an end, the Faunus girl stepped back with a suggestion.
"Should we start unpacking?"
Weiss let go of her hand a little reluctantly, but nodded.
"We should get to that, yes."
They stayed in their sleepwear, not having any plans to venture outside today, or at the very least, not right away.
They spent the morning and early afternoon hours unpacking their things and adding little personal touches to make the apartment feel more like home.
Little knick-knacks and statues were set up on the cabinets and shelves, favorite paintings were hung on the walls, clothes were put into the dresser drawers. Whenever unsure of an addition to or change in the interior design, they consulted one another to get a second opinion.
Weiss' favorite set of trinkets were two small matching book statues that stood up. One had black pages and white words, and the other was reversed in color.
They respectively read: "All you need is love" and "Love is all you need".
She put those on the cabinet in the living area, on the same spot where Blake had set her down yesterday to hold her closely.
Blake's favorite was also a set – a set of white and black cats in the form of salt and pepper shakers, respectively. She set those on the kitchen table where they'd share every meal together.
After a few hours, they finished setting up their new home, rearranging a few pieces of furniture here and there as well.
All the while, they didn't add anything to their end-of-the-month rent bill other than a bit of electricity from the radio and stove, and a bit of running water. As Weiss' father had said, frugality would be their saving grace in these early months, until they were both bringing home a steady income and would know how to balance their finances accordingly.
Once finished, they decided to change out of their pajamas after all and go for another walk around the neighborhood. Not much had changed since yesterday, but when Weiss squinted, she could see tiny buds blossoming in the grass and on the branches of bushes.
They chatted with whichever neighbors were out and about, and started to commit a map of the area to memory. There was a nearby convenience store down the road that they could reach on-foot if necessary, but the nearest grocery store would need to be driven to.
Even so, they decided to venture to the convenience store that afternoon to get a feel for the path they'd have to walk. The cheaply-priced snacks and soups were blessings for them, and they ended up taking two entire bags of food back home that had cost them an impressively small amount of money.
By the time they'd returned home and put all the food away in the pantries and fridge, it was time for dinner. Once more, they prepared and enjoyed it together, cleaned the dishes together, and enjoyed their evening side by side, all in between frequently-shared kisses throughout the hours.
After changing back into sleepwear once again, they curled up on the couch to watch another movie from Blake's laptop hooked up to the TV. But they couldn't stay up very late tonight, and called it a night just before eleven.
As they went into the bedroom, guided by only a faint lamplight, Weiss was already fretting about the coming day.
"We should wake early," she was muttering to herself. "I've set three alarms on my phone as well as put the alarm clock on. We've got to wake up on time."
"Hey, calm down," Blake soothed, putting a hand on her shoulder. "We'll be fine, Weiss. Four alarms is more than enough, and knowing you, you'll be up on the first one anyway. Don't stress out about it. We've discussed all this before, remember? It's only a ten-minute drive from here to work, and even with traffic, it shouldn't take more than twenty."
Once she'd had her memory refreshed about these facts, Weiss relaxed a bit.
She worked as a secretary at a small local business, filing papers, answering phone calls, and directing confused patrons on where to go. It paid a fairly good salary for someone of her age in such a position, and the work was simple enough for someone of her hardworking nature, so Weiss had held the position for over a year now.
Blake worked at a library not too far away, a job she'd had since high school and had moved up the ranks in over the years. She was now a head librarian, and one of the best-paid positions in the profession.
Their places of employment happened to be within just five minutes' walking distance of the other, and only a minute-long car ride.
Blake patted her girlfriend's shoulder once more to reassure her.
"Don't worry, Weiss. We'll be sure to make it on time. We're actually closer to our jobs now than we were living back at our parents' houses. We were sure to be very strategic about getting an apartment, remember?"
"Right," Weiss nodded. "You're right. I guess I'm just a bit jittery. Excited, but... still a bit anxious."
"Then let's head to bed and calm down a little."
She took Weiss' hand and guided her over to the bed, climbing on top and coaxing Weiss up as well. They slid beneath the blankets, and Blake leaned over to turn off the lamp this time before she set to work on helping Weiss relax.
It started with more kisses, murmurs of encouragement and reassurance. Then, she started playing with hair, and rubbing Weiss' chest.
Within moments, Weiss couldn't even remember what she'd been upset about in the first place.
"Mm, Blake," she sighed. "That's... more than enough. Let me give you a turn..."
"Not tonight," Blake refused her. "I know you're gonna be stressed about work tomorrow, but we'll be fine, Weiss. Since we're closer now, we can actually sleep in a bit, if you think about it." She dipped her head and kissed Weiss' cheek. "Rest now. We'll deal with tomorrow when it comes, and it'll be fine."
With a sigh, Weiss admitted defeat and allowed her eyelids to fall shut.
Blake pressed kisses all around her face and hairline, listening to Weiss' breathing until it had deepened and slowed.
Once certain Weiss was resting, Blake curled up beside her and closed her eyes in anticipation for tomorrow.
As expected, Weiss woke early the next morning, even before the first of her four alarms.
Her internal clock was more active than physical ones, even when she slept.
She roused Blake gently before slipping out of bed to start on breakfast, multi-tasking to ensure everything got done within a timely manner.
Blake rolled over to find the space in bed beside her warm but vacant, pouting to herself with a tired huff when she realized Weiss had left her for food.
By the time the Faunus girl had finished dozing for a few more minutes, stretched, and stumbled into the kitchen, Weiss was already putting plates of omelets onto the table.
"Eat up, Blake," she encouraged her. "It's Monday. We've got to get going soon."
As Blake sat down on her side of the table, the side where the black cat pepper-shaker sat, she glanced at the clock on the microwave.
"Weiss, it's only 7:30. Neither of us have to check in until 9, you know."
"I know!" Weiss huffed, cutting into her food from behind the white cat. "But we've got to make sure the traffic is manageable and we've still got to change clothes and freshen up as well!"
"That'll take ten minutes,"
"Either way, just eat!" Weiss hadn't meant to be curt with her, and Blake understood as much. Still, Weiss instantly lowered her voice and apologized. "Sorry. Even though you told me to relax, I'm still anxious."
"It's okay. I get it," Blake reassured. "I think I might be a little too lax about all of this. Sorry that you're being appropriately stressed for the both of us."
"Still, I'll try to take it slow," Weiss promised.
She did her best to cut and chew her food at a normal speed, though it was difficult not to glance at the clock every twenty seconds to make sure she wasn't going to be a second late.
Blake moved her chair and plate over to Weiss' side of the table, leaning against her by means of comfort and support. Her closeness served its purpose in letting Weiss' stiff shoulders drain of tension, and at last the pair was able to enjoy their breakfast at a leisurely pace.
As Weiss headed into the bathroom to change, Blake prepared bagged lunches for the both of them, making a tuna sandwich for herself and a vegetable salad for Weiss. She slipped in a few miniature muffins and brownies as well, then filled Weiss' canteen with water and her own with tea.
By the time the bathroom door had reopened, Blake had finished with her tasks and turned around to see her girlfriend.
Weiss' job called for formal attire, hence the long black dress pants. A white button-up shirt was tucked into those, and a black blazer that had yet to be buttoned covered that.
Weiss was presently fiddling with her tresses, a hair tie in her mouth as both hands scrambled to catch all of her ivory locks into a ponytail to make it neat.
Blake was still impressed and smitten by the sight of Weiss in such clothes, and couldn't help but let out a husky purr as she closed the distance between them.
"Let me help."
She reached out to fasten the buttons for Weiss, using the closeness as an excuse to steal a little kiss to her cheek.
Weiss blushed as she removed the hair tie from her teeth and secured her hair with it.
"Thank you," she murmured. "Now you should get changed as well. I'll brush your hair for you when you've finished."
Blake emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later dressed in somewhat more casual clothes, a long dark skirt and a purple blouse. She'd often tie her hair up into a bun just for the sake of looking professional, but for now it was down, her Faunus ears perked tall.
Weiss had her take a seat on one of the kitchen chairs as she retrieved Blake's brush and set to work on smoothing out her long, thick hair. Weiss was mindful of her girlfriend's ears that flicked and swiveled with delight, a purr already present in Blake's chest at the ticklish pressure of the bristles against her back. She was glad Weiss was relaxed enough to take a breather and not mind the clock.
It was only 8 now, so they had plenty of time to spare.
Weiss finished combing her girlfriend's hair before long, and then put the brush aside. She then leaned forward against the back of the chair, resting her chin atop Blake's head between her ears, wrapping her arms around the Faunus girl's collar.
"Ready to start the day?" she wondered.
"Absolutely. I'll come to visit you during my lunch break."
"I'll do the same."
Blake's break was an hour earlier than Weiss', and the latter knew the former would be hungry by the time they arrived home. Weiss was determined to make a nice meal for supper that night.
At last, the two of them decided it was time to get going. They put on their formal black shoes, and Weiss grabbed her car keys as Blake tied her hair up.
They both had cars out in the parking lot, but they'd agreed on methods of transportation in advance. They'd each take turns driving the both of them weekly in order to preserve gas. And since they worked within a few minutes from one another, whomever was driving that week would drop the other off first before going to her own job. Likewise, come time to go home, the driver would pick her partner up before taking them back to the apartment.
Blake ensured none of the lights or appliances had been left on before she followed Weiss down the stairs and out into the sunny morning.
They walked to Weiss' silver car, and once inside buckled their seat belts and turned on the radio.
Despite Weiss' anxieties, it really did only take about ten minutes to drive to the section of town where they both worked. She parked outside of the library and apologized to Blake for having her be half an hour early.
"Don't apologize," Blake chuckled. "I can still get in." She unbuckled herself and leaned over towards her girlfriend for a kiss. "I'll see you at 5."
"Have a good day," Weiss said.
With a nod, Blake took her lunch with her and stepped out of the car.
Weiss waited until she'd reached the doors of the building and successfully gotten inside before she drove the extra minute to her own building.
Blake's morning was fairly easygoing, as they typically were. She greeted the other librarians and workers, more than half of which were Faunus like herself.
The early-morning visitors tended to be older folk who always needed assistance in finding a certain section before sitting down on the sofas to read at their leisure. As the day went on, younger people and students started filing inside in search of research materials and to use the computers.
Blake's job consisted of tending to whatever visitors she could, organizing books, working the desk to checkout books, and to oversee her underlings. It sounded like a lot, but in reality was a rather laid-back field of work.
It was quiet save from a few hushed voices, and the silence was comfortable for Blake's sensitive ears.
She loved her job very much, but knew Weiss wasn't always as lucky.
In the past, her girlfriend had texted or called her many times to talk away the stresses of her own workday.
From the minute Weiss walked in, she had piles of paperwork to take care of. First and foremost, she needed to greet her boss and coworkers, and then start on the files, in addition to directing customers to the correct offices or rooms.
Weiss' job required her to be highly focused and attentive at all times; one misread or overlooked word could potentially have her putting a document in the wrong place, which would end up causing all sorts of issues because of her mistake.
She needed to be efficient, fast, and comprehensive. If someone asked her a question, she needed to have a swift and specific answer within seconds.
In the year since she'd gotten this job, she'd gotten her fair share of scoldings from her boss, but she'd much rather be yelled at than receive the silent, disappointed scowls, grunts, and looks of disapproval.
Luckily, nothing bad had happened to her within the past three months or so, and she was beginning to become more confident in her work.
She'd been worried that the stress of moving into the apartment would effect her performance at work on her first day back, so it was a bit of a struggle to keep herself focused that day.
But when Blake came by at the usual lunch hour, Weiss took a break for a moment to chat with her. It was the first smile she'd shown all day since arriving at the office, aside from the plastered ones she given to passing patrons and coworkers.
Blake leaned over her girlfriend's desk for a kiss, sure to do so only when there was no one else present.
"How's your day going?" she wondered.
"Same as ever," Weiss replied. "And yours?"
"Same as ever."
And yet, they could both agree that there was something immensely more exciting about today.
In the past, they would visit one another at work during their lunch breaks just like this, but they'd always take their separate paths in going home.
But tonight... tonight, they'd be going home together.
It was that thought that got them through the rest of the day.
During Weiss' lunch break, she was permitted to walk to the library to visit Blake, and opted to eat her bagged lunch at one of the little tables there. Weiss' afternoons tended to be a bit more easygoing, and today held true to that as well.
At the end of the day when she was dismissed, she wished her boss farewell, and he even smiled at her and said she'd done a fine job today. Fueled by her boss' praise and the thought of going back to the apartment with Blake, Weiss hurried out to her car and drove to the library to pick up her waiting girlfriend.
They chatted excitedly on the way home, and Blake was glad to see that – although perhaps a bit exhausted – Weiss seemed to be very happy.
They arrived at the complex and headed up the stairs for home, where they spared a moment to breathe again.
Blake wrapped Weiss in her arms and let the girl's hair down for her, releasing it from the restricting ponytail. She then unbuttoned Weiss' blazer and slipped it off, leaving her in just the white dress shirt and slimming pants.
As thanks, Weiss undid Blake's bun and let her long, onyx hair run free as well, petting through it gingerly. She kissed Blake on the nose and petted her ears until she'd elicited a purr.
Weiss started on dinner, which she'd decided that morning would be a tuna melt just for Blake. The second the Faunus girl caught onto the enticing scent, she gasped with joy and hugged Weiss excitedly.
As Weiss worked on supper, Blake took the liberty upon herself to vacuum the little rugs and carpets set up around the rooms, cleaning the countertops and shelves.
Before long, they'd sat down for dinner together. Blake purred all the while as she ate, and Weiss couldn't stop smiling.
The evening routine seemed to have already been set – dishes, pajamas, movie, bedtime.
The quality time they spent together was essential, as the hour of massages and embraces were the only cures to the ailments and stress brought upon by the day of work for each of them.
Blake gave her massage to Weiss first, kneading her back and purring soothingly to help her relax.
If today had been an example of how the future days would work, both were happy to accept that future. Every morning, they'd wake side by side, and every night, they'd fall asleep just the same. Just thinking about it made their smiles impossible to wipe away.
Blake continued with her massage for Weiss, who was a very quiet patient, save for one tiny moan that slipped free when Blake hit a particularly good spot. She couldn't stop herself from chuckling as Weiss buried her face into the pillow.
"Well, that was quite cute," Blake teased, kissing the nap of her girlfriend's neck.
Weiss mumbled a pouting, "Hush..."
Blake gave a laugh and continued, running her hands all up and down Weiss' back, pressing into the knotted muscles. Weiss breathed evenly beneath her touch, staying still as she dozed for a bit.
Once Blake was satisfied that Weiss was thoroughly relaxed, she laid down on her stomach beside her.
Weiss sat up to begin on her massage as thanks, leaning her weight onto her palms as her fingers and knuckles dug down beneath Blake's shoulder blades. She was determined to figure out what could make Blake squeak, but despite her efforts found nothing worked.
With a huff of defeat, Weiss soon flopped down beside her and pulled Blake in.
It was by accident in scratching her ears that Weiss heard the little, accidental moan, and it was her turn to laugh and tease.
That night, they'd learned something new about one another's sweet spots and how to treat those appropriately.
After Weiss turned off the lamp, the two girls kissed goodnight and closed their eyes.
Tomorrow didn't seem so intimidating anymore.
A/N: A bit more settling down for these two~
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