Here is the finale chapter of this little Apartment AU of mine. I hope you'll enjoy!
This chapter rated T+ or soft M.
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.
Chapter 5. Now And Forever
Weeks turned to months for Weiss and Blake.
The seasons changed and grew warmer, but they didn't have to fight the air conditioning bills due to Blake's raise from her job.
Weiss, too, eventually received a raise from her boss, and their concern about rent soon became a thing of the past.
They watched all they needed to on Blake's laptop, and therefore didn't require the cable bill.
They never saw a fight worse than their first, and whatever disagreements or frustrations they had – be it with one another or with something else entirely – they would always talk things out until a solution had come into view. Things they couldn't change, they merely strived to accept, and in time the sour feelings died away.
Neither could ever stay upset for long, not when there was always a gentle touch to her shoulder or a tender kiss on her cheek. It was remembering "I have better things to concern myself with" that always pulled them out of even the deepest of pitfalls.
When they needed time apart, they would take a Saturday for themselves; Weiss would go to the mall alone and Blake would go to the park to read. The mini vacations were necessary to cool down and have some space and time to themselves, but at the end of the day, they were always more than eager to come back into each other's arms and curl up for bed.
They were always together, and rarely needed to use their cell phones, except to contact family or friends. They paid visits home to their families on convenient weekends, or when there were birthdays or holidays to celebrate.
Those were always nice little changes to their otherwise set schedules, but neither girl ever complained about the new life they had together.
No matter how exhausting their jobs might become, they knew they could always see one another on lunch break and enjoy dinner together in just a few hours. Knowing they could fall asleep together and wake up just the same was a reward they never got tired of.
They tried new things to keep their relationship interesting, like one week when Weiss proposed a fasting challenge; Blake wasn't able to eat any tuna, and Weiss herself had to avoid meats for a week.
Blake proposed the idea of going on dates the first weekend of every month to use a bit of the money they'd saved on the previous month's bill to celebrate.
Sometimes they'd be blessed with an extra day off a week and would venture to the local park for a day. Sometimes they would spend an entire day cleaning the apartment together, or they would stay up until dawn and then sleep in until the afternoon.
They would do little activities to break from the norm to keep things interesting.
When summertime finally rolled around, they invited their good friends Ruby and Yang to come and visit. The sisters had been pining and begging to come see the place for months now, but schedules had always clashed in some way or another until now.
The first Saturday Yang could finally drive her car over to the apartment complex parking lot and find a space was a hot one in the middle of summer. She and Ruby hopped out, dressed in shorts and skirts and tank-tops.
Blake and Weiss met them outside, and only when their eyes met did the four girls truly realize how long it had been since they'd last seen one another.
The sisters were the first ones to break out running.
"Weiss!"
"Blakey!"
They threw themselves at their friends, Weiss stumbling back to catch Ruby, and Blake wheezing as Yang crushed the air from her lungs.
"It's been a while, hasn't it, Ruby?"
"Long time no see, Yang."
The sisters continued to squeeze them both before switching targets. Blake was thankful for Ruby's softer embrace, but Weiss was getting her feet lifted off the grass and her back cracked by the blonde. When at last she was put back down onto solid ground, she straightened up and fixed her hair.
"Well... I see you two haven't changed a bit," she noted. "I'm glad for that."
"And you two look like the purrfect little newlywed couple~" Yang hummed.
Blake's ears went flat, and Weiss looked away with a blush.
"Yang!" Blake huffed. "We're not newlyweds, you idiot."
"Might as well be!"
Surprisingly, it was Ruby who pacified her elder sister.
"Yang, come on, don't tease." She then leaned closer so only Yang could hear. "Though I'm sure it won't be long now~"
Blake's keen ears picked up on what she'd said and she snorted, intent on changing the subject.
"Come on, you two. Let us show you the place."
"Oh boy!" Ruby scurried to the door and bounced excitedly in place as she waited for the three older girls to meet her there.
Weiss unlocked the door and warned them to watch their step on the stairs. Yang seemed to heed her warning, but Ruby just bolted right up without a care in the world.
"Whoa!" Her amazed cry told the rest of them she was already enjoying the apartment. "It's so neat! I like all the little personal touches you guys've put in to make it feel like home. That's so cute! And holy crap, does this couch turn into a bed?"
Yang had to grab her little sister by the scruff to prevent her from jumping on furniture and touching things, reminding her to mind her manners. The brunette was twenty-one years old now, but to the rest of them, she'd always be fifteen.
Blake and Weiss gave the sisters a quick tour of the place before the Faunus girl led them to the couch in the living area. Weiss prepared little snacks for everyone and offered drinks.
"Oooh~" Yang said. "That reminds me. The four of us gotta go grab a beer together sometime now that Ruby's legal!"
"I don't think she'd like beer," Blake chuckled.
"I don't think she'd like anything," Weiss put in.
"Why not?" Ruby whined.
The answer was simple and came from all three of them:
"There's no sugar," they explained.
Ruby blinked, then scrunched her nose.
"Ew! Then what's even the point of drinking?"
The older trio couldn't help but burst into laughter. Weiss wrapped Ruby in a brief hug and patted her hair.
"Don't ever drink," she said. "The three of us can have the alcohol, but we'll pick you up a milkshake along the way."
"She'll be our designated driver," Blake decided.
"Perfect!" Yang exclaimed.
The quartet chatted for several hours, talking about events in their respective lives until tangents took them down spirals of conversational paths.
They talked of present work and reminisced on high school memories, discussed hobbies they'd tried and new shops or restaurants they recommended.
Once the talking had run its course, Blake hooked up her laptop and they started watching movies. Weiss made microwaved popcorn to share as the four girls got comfortable on the not-so-spacious couch.
It was once the sun had started to set when Ruby began nodding off, and Yang roused her to take her home.
"Hope we didn't overstay our welcome."
"Not at all," Weiss reassured her. "You're welcome to stay the night sometime."
"Sleepover?" Ruby mumbled. "I wanna do that!"
"Some other time," Blake said gently. "For now, you've got to go home."
They all exchanged goodbye hugs, and then Yang announced she would go to the car and start it running to get the air conditioning going on the humid night. Blake offered to follow her out while Weiss and Ruby stayed upstairs for the moment.
Blake had deliberately followed after Yang, and the blonde had a feeling she knew why.
Once she'd started the car, she straightened up and ushered Blake closer.
"What's up?"
The Faunus girl's ears were flicking nervously, her eyes darting over the pavement.
"I just... wanted your opinion on something..."
They conversed in hushed voices, the sounds of the car's engine effectively drowning their words out so no one could overhear. They talked for about five minutes before Yang gave her best friend a quick, supportive hug.
"If you need anything else, just gimme a call, alright?"
"...Alright. Thanks, Yang."
"Don't mention it," she said with a wink.
At last, Blake returned to the apartment and gave Weiss the thumbs-up to guide the tired Ruby down the stairs, but not before she hugged Blake goodbye.
It was a bit of a challenge for Weiss to gently pry the girl off of her and get Ruby into the car. She said goodbye to Yang and watched their car drive off.
Then, turning around, she found Blake had come back outside to fetch her. With a gentle hand on hers, Blake led her girlfriend back inside, her mind still a bit fuzzy from her conversation with Yang.
Weiss could instantly sense that something was amiss, and paused at the bottom of the stairs.
"Tired?" she guessed.
Blake blinked, then nodded.
"Yeah. But I had fun."
"As did I," Weiss agreed. "Now let's get on up to bed. I'll give you a massage."
Seasons shifted, the heat dwindling until it became a cool breeze, an earlier evening, and a darker morning.
The flowers that decorated the neighborhood shriveled and wilted, leaving behind their roots for the next thaw to breathe life into. Leaves turned gold and red before falling, littering the streets and yards in carpets of color.
With the colder seasons came their birthdays, Blake's in the autumn and Weiss' coming with winter.
Weiss had been saving up a bit of money on the side.
On the morning of Blake's birthday when they'd both taken vacation days, she let her girlfriend sleep in for a while, humming words of love and affection into her furry ears. Weiss cuddled and pampered her for hours, waking her with kisses and rubbing her stomach.
She prepared Blake breakfast in bed and made a fresh tuna melt for her girlfriend, and Blake thanked her a million times over in between bites.
Weiss took her girlfriend out to the park for a leisurely morning of fresh air, then brought her to the movies to see a film Blake had been excited about.
Weiss then took her to dinner at a fairly fancy place, and paid for everything out of her own pocket. She drove them home, parked, and then latched onto Blake's arm as they headed for the apartment building.
"I'm sorry it really wasn't much," Weiss sighed. "I wish I could've done more for you."
"Hey." Blake stopped them in their tracks, tugging on Weiss' wrist to turn her around, gazing deeply into her eyes. "Weiss, that was one of the best days of my life. I think only second to the day we moved in together. I had such a good time. Every second of the day was fun and exciting. I loved it. Thank you so much."
She pulled Weiss into a hug, and then a passionate kiss beneath the streetlights, the orange glow catching in Weiss' long, silvery hair and dyeing it golden. She felt Weiss' lips curve into a little smile before they parted.
"You're sure?" Weiss checked. "You're not just saying all of that to make me feel better?"
"No way," Blake said firmly. "This was the best birthday I've ever had, Weiss. And it's only thanks to you."
Blake kissed her again, more softly now, putting as much feeling into it as possible. She kissed her slowly, breathing into Weiss before stealing a bit of breath for herself, warm air passing between them despite the chill of the night.
At last, Weiss seemed convinced, and she pulled away with a mischievous smirk.
"Well then, allow me to spoil you one last time tonight. Go on up to bed and I'll meet you in a few minutes."
Blake did just that, parting from Weiss at the top of the stairs to slip into the bedroom and change into something appropriate for what lie ahead. She dimmed the lamplight and sat patiently on the bed.
A few minutes later, Weiss entered the room in something Blake had never seen before – likely a new piece she'd bought while out shopping one day.
Blake absolutely loved it, and she told Weiss as much.
"It looks beautiful on you," she said. "But something tells me it might look even better off of you."
"Then shall we find out?"
Weiss fell playfully on top of her girlfriend, showering her with kisses and unbridled affection. Blake was eager to spoil her tonight as well, as thanks for all Weiss had done for her today.
Weiss allowed Blake to have her way first, simply so Weiss herself could focus on her girlfriend entirely. Once Weiss felt the tension coiling up in her stomach, she pulled Blake down for a rough kiss until the explosive tingling ebbed away.
Then it was her turn to repay the favor.
She ravished Blake as sweetly as possible, constantly cooing and praising her beauty. She savored the loud, hearty purr Blake was giving her, and Weiss did everything she could to make her girlfriend feel good.
It was a short while later when she finally stopped the teasing, her lips hovering just above Blake's as her hands moved lower down. Weiss husked a breath into her human ear.
"Happy birthday, Blake, my beautiful princess."
With a kiss, she swallowed Blake's moan of sheer pleasure, making it last for as long as possible before Blake went lax beneath her.
They kissed for at least another hour, until the passion died down to a lazy tiredness. The lamp was flicked off and the couple let sleep take them, curled up warmly together without a care in the world.
A few months later, the first flurries began to fall.
The temperature dropped even more, and the heavier clothes were brought out to fill their wardrobes.
Blake grew more and more anxious by the day, knowing each one brought her closer and closer to Weiss' birthday.
Just a week after that would be their nine-year anniversary, but not even that was Blake's greatest concern.
By now, they'd both gotten used to their schedules, both at work and at home. Even after being promoted, both girls could handle the workload without expending too much effort or energy anymore.
When they came home at night, they weren't as tired as they'd used to be. They went to bed a little earlier and woke up a little later, and the minutes of extra sleep really did wonders for them.
Ruby and Yang had come over to visit at least a dozen more times since the first, and every time, Blake would be sure to get Yang alone to talk to her about something.
Sometimes, she'd call Yang when Weiss was in the shower or text her when Weiss wasn't in the room. Yang was the only person she could think of to talk to about this, and the best person to help her chase away the inevitable anxieties.
But when Weiss' birthday was only a few weeks away, the white-haired girl started to take note of Blake's jitters.
One morning as they were getting ready for work, Blake absentmindedly put her hand on the stove, and if not for Weiss' inhuman reflexes to pull her away, the Faunus girl would've severely burned her hand.
As she tugged Blake over to the freezer and retrieved a small ice pack, Weiss was in a panic.
"Blake! What's gotten into you recently?" she demanded, forcing her girlfriend to make a fist on the ice pack. "A few days ago, you nearly fell down the stairs, yesterday you almost ran a red light, and now this? What's going on? Are you getting sick?" To check, Weiss bumped their foreheads together.
But Blake shook her head.
"No, nothing like that," she sighed. "I'm just a bit nervous a-about... something coming up."
She wasn't lying.
Weiss narrowed her eyes.
"Something at work?"
"Kind of..."
The white-haired girl didn't seem convinced.
"Blake, you know if there's something troubling you, you've got to talk to me about it. That's how all of this works, remember?"
The earnest concern in those crystal-blue pools touched Blake deeply enough to make her eyes water. She smiled and gave Weiss a chaste kiss on her lips.
"I'm sorry for making you worry, Weiss. I'll tell you soon, okay? But don't worry about me. It's nothing bad, I promise."
Weiss scrutinized her for a moment before releasing a sigh.
"Fine. But I'll drive today. You take care of that hand."
"Got it."
From that day on, Blake was sure to be more competent about her mindlessness. There were no more incidents or injuries for the rest of the week, and it was clear that Weiss was growing less anxious now that Blake was seemingly back to normal.
Their days continued just as always, and their nights were warmer than ever with the excuse of the winter air bringing them to huddle close together.
And then it was the morning of Weiss' birthday.
It had fallen on a Friday, and both girls had taken the day off of work to enjoy themselves.
Blake managed to wake first for once, her subconscious having been on high alert for today.
As Weiss slept, Blake was allowed to stumble around like an idiot to her heart's content, bumping into walls and stubbing her toes more often than ever before.
Because today was the day.
In the kitchen, she started cutting up their freshly-bought fruits and compiling them into a salad for her girlfriend. It was her turn to give Weiss breakfast in bed after rousing her with kisses.
"Good morning, my gorgeous angel," she purred. "I've prepared a very special day for you." She sat in bed beside Weiss to accept the gratitude kisses before her girlfriend started eating.
Blake pick at the salad with her to help her finish, and once they were done, Blake took the bowl from her to bring it to the kitchen.
"Now then," she said. "You should get dressed into something warm. I highly recommend pants."
"Oh?" Weiss hummed. "Where exactly are we going?"
"That, my dear..." Blake leaned over to kiss her cheek. "Is for me to know, and for you to find out."
So Weiss obliged, freshening up in the bathroom before changing into a pair of jeans and a light blue blouse. Blake put on a pair of black sweatpants and a purple sweater. They put on their coats and gloves, and Blake slipped a beanie on to cover her ears.
Once ready, she took Weiss' hand and led her down the stairs and outside into the cool morning.
A thin layer of frost covered the grass, and there was a light flurry spiraling down, though it wasn't sticking to the roads at all.
They got into the car, and Blake started driving, urging Weiss to close her eyes until they'd arrived at their destination.
When they had, the white-haired girl gasped out loud.
"Blake-! This is..."
"Yes, it is," she purred, instantly delighted by her girlfriend's sparkling-eyed reaction.
It was an ice skating rink, one that had just opened its outdoor rink a few weeks ago.
Even from the parking lot, Weiss could see the vast, smooth rink past a small fence, a handful of people already gliding on the ice.
She'd mentioned her desire to come here maybe once or twice offhandedly, but she'd honestly never expected Blake to take her.
The second the car was in park, Weiss pulled off her seat belt and threw her arms around Blake, thanking her profusely.
"I can't believe it! I've always wanted to go ice skating!" she squealed. "But... are you sure we can afford it?" Weiss sat back, her shoulders slumping a little.
Blake quickly leaned forward to peck her nose.
"Don't worry," she reassured. "Actually... I never told you, but a few months ago, I got promoted to head librarian."
"What?!"
"Yeah," Blake chuckled a bit sheepishly. "But I didn't want to tell you until now, because I was using the extra money to save up for this."
"Blake..." Weiss' lips instantly broke out into a smile once more, and she hugged her again. "Thank you so much! I can't believe it."
"Well then, let's get skating so you can."
They got out of the car and briefly entered the building where Blake paid for their skates.
Outside, they claimed a small picnic table as their own, and Weiss left her jacket there, insisting she didn't need it.
Blake made her have a seat so she could tie on Weiss' skates for her, and then Weiss did the same for her.
When it came time to hobble over to the ice, Blake could barely keep up with her excited girlfriend. But as soon as they were on the ice, she was amazed by Weiss' stunning grace.
The smaller girl glided across the ice with ease and poise, her long white ponytail streaming out behind her. And when she turned to look at Blake with that heart-stopping smile, those sparkling blue eyes, and that joyful call of her name on her lips...
Blake was certain Weiss was nothing short of an angel.
She joined her girlfriend on the ice, a bit more clumsily at first, but as she got used to it, Blake found how to balance and move herself. She only fell a few times, and that was due to an inability to stop quickly enough when she swerved to avoid a child on the ice.
But every time she suffered a sore rump or pained palms, Weiss would glide back to her side, take her hands to pull her up and kiss her, and all of Blake's grumpiness would dissipate within the blink of an eye.
She skated a little more slowly as Weiss drifted ahead, making figure 8 patterns on the ice, gliding backward and twirling better than any professional skater. But she made sure not to be too far away from Blake for too long.
After ten minutes of working off the excess energy bubbling up in her chest, Weiss was sure to take Blake's hand and stay at her side.
They set a slow, steady pace, keeping to themselves as they lapped the large rink three, then four times. The sprinkling snowflakes falling all around them added greatly to the scenery, but despite the flurry, Weiss never once displayed symptoms of being cold, even without her jacket.
But Blake still shivered a bit, and Weiss was sure to keep close to her, hugging her to help her warm up, blessing her cold cheeks and mouth with her lips.
They skated for an hour, and at last, Blake couldn't ignore the erratic throbbing of her heart any longer. It was becoming too much to bear now that the initial excitement had faded a bit.
The beaming smile hadn't left Weiss' face since they'd arrived here, and Blake's ears were now flicking crazily beneath her hat.
It was difficult to finally start speaking the words she'd planned many weeks in advance. Blake cleared her throat and stopped skating, gently encouraging Weiss to do the same.
"Weiss...?"
Weiss sensed the delicateness of Blake's voice, her tone soft and timid in dire contrast to the hearty laughter they'd been sharing for the past hour.
Weiss stopped instantly and looked up into her girlfriend's golden eyes.
"Blake? What's wrong?" Her smile faded, and her heart started to pound a little.
But Blake kissed her softly to fend off the worrying.
"No, no," she murmured. "Nothing's wrong, Weiss. Nothing at all, I promise. In fact... everything's... so right..." She pulled away, her gaze boring into Weiss' as she tried out a smile.
Weiss reflected it and kissed her cheek.
"I know. This is the best day of my life, I'm fairly certain."
"Then I hope I don't ruin it."
"How could you ever do that?" Weiss wondered. "Here's how; you can't possibly. So don't you worry about it. Now what is it you wanted to say to me?"
"Well..." Blake released a breath, watching the white puff of air carry up into the flurrying snow around them. "It was less of... what I wanted to say to you, and more of... what I wanted to... ask of you..."
Puzzled, Weiss quirked an eyebrow, silently prompting her to go on.
Blake inhaled another shaky breath, wondering how to begin.
"Well... you know how I said... I got that promotion at work?"
Weiss nodded.
Blake swallowed and went on.
"Well I... I saved up some of the money to let us come here... b-but I-I saved up for s-something else, too..."
Weiss had to wonder if Blake was getting chilly out here, judging by how badly she was stammering now.
But before she could inquire, her eyes were drawn to Blake's gloved hand as it went to her pants pocket.
Weiss knew her heart stopped in that moment.
She suddenly understood that Blake wasn't stammering because she was cold.
With another shaking breath, Blake extracted the little black box from her pocket, and slid her right foot back on the ice-
-until she was down on one knee.
Weiss was already crying as her girlfriend started to speak:
"Weiss..." Blake said, fighting to keep her voice steady and audible. "Weiss... I know it's... that it might be too soon... b-but I really just... I needed to do this now. I wanted to." She gasped a little, struggling to keep her eyes open past the flow of tears running down her face now.
"I've... for eight whole years now, I've loved you... more than anything. It's never... b-been anyone else, Weiss. Only you. It'll always be only you..."
She pulled off her gloves and put them on the ice before her, ignoring the crowd that had gathered around them. Her eyes were only on her beautiful girlfriend.
"It's only been eight years... but I feel that's been more th-than enough time. We've only been living together for one year now, but I... I know this is what I want. Eight years of loving you have been enough for me to know what I want. What we both want. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Weiss. So..."
Getting choked up, she swallowed again, blinking away a steady flow of tears from either side of her face.
Weiss was crying too, her knees trembling as both gloved hands covered her mouth.
Blake didn't want to keep her waiting a second longer.
"Weiss Schnee..." She spoke as loudly as her broken voice could manage. "Will you do me the utmost honor... and marry me?"
Every single word Blake had spoken had struck Weiss' heartstrings with poignant fervor.
Eight years.
In a few weeks, it would be officially nine.
But Weiss was certain, too. She had been for countless months now.
Blake was right; she didn't want anything else.
Only this.
Only Blake.
Which was why the second the question had left her girlfriend's lips, Weiss was on her knees on the frigid ice with her arms around Blake, hugging her fervently enough to bowl her over onto the ice.
"Yes-!" she cried. "Yes, Blake, yes!"
Blake didn't even feel the soreness in her body when she hit the ice; her back was cold, but her chest was so, so warm. She needed to scramble to reach her unoccupied hand up to toss off her hat, ears flicking wildly.
"R...Really?"
"Yes!"
Weiss' answer was unmistakable. There was no way Blake had misheard now.
The cheering of the surrounding crowd spoke volumes as well.
With a squeal of her own, Blake sat up and hugged Weiss, their legs tangled sloppily together, their hair frazzled and messy, their faces red and drenched.
But above the clapping and cheering of the crowd, they could hear the joyous sobs of the other.
Weiss could only cry, though Blake was able to laugh a bit in between. She pulled Weiss into her arms and hugged her tightly, supporting her girlfriend's shuddering back and kissing her face repeatedly.
Weiss couldn't form many words just yet, only four.
"I love you, Blake. I love you, I love you...!"
Blake told her the same phrases and kissed her over and over.
"I love you, Weiss."
At last, she managed to find her girlfriend's hands.
Blake removed the little white gloves and held Weiss' shaking left palm in her right. With her left, she removed the diamond ring from its box and slipped it onto her ring finger.
"A perfect fit," Blake murmured. "For a perfect fiancee."
That word was what broke Weiss altogether.
She cried for nearly half an hour just sitting there on the ice, and no one disturbed them. Blake cried with her, holding Weiss close to feel her heartbeat, words tumbling past her lips like waterfalls.
"Thank you, Weiss. Thank you for being... the person I fell in love with. Thank you. I love you..."
When Weiss could finally find the strength to speak again, she started by doing so in between kisses.
"Blake Belladonna..." she whimpered. "You are... the greatest blessing in this world. You're my... my blessing. I could never ask... for anything more. I love you w-with all my heart and soul. I'll never stop – not in a million years."
And Blake knew her words were true, because she'd never stop either.
She handed Weiss the other ring that had sat in the box, and the white-haired girl slipped it onto Blake's ring finger for her.
It was a while later before they could both manage to stand, though it was a struggle to get back to the table to sit down and remove their skates.
As Blake was untying Weiss' skates for her, the smaller girl had finally wiped away the last of her tears.
"And you... you silly girl," she mumbled. "You thought you might ruin my birthday... You've just made it the best day of my entire life..."
Blake straightened up only to bend down and kiss her again.
"I'm glad. Because it's the best day of my life now, too."
"Our life," Weiss corrected her.
"Right," Blake nodded. "This is our life now. It's... it's official."
"It really is..."
Once they'd changed back into their normal boots, the pair embraced once more, reminding themselves and one another that this wasn't just a dream, but a dream come true.
They would have plenty of time to plan things out from here, plenty of time to tell their families and to save up some money.
But for now, Blake simply took her girlfriend out to dinner, and then back home.
Past the snow-cold air outside was a tender warmth unlike anything else in the world, a warmth kindled between their chests, where their hearts beat as one.
They shared that heartbeat just as they'd share everything else.
They'd share the good times and the bad times, the hardships and the excitement.
Breath after breath, kiss after kiss, confession after confession – they'd share everything.
Eight years together would soon become nine, and there would be many more to follow.
Side-by-side, hand-in-hand, they'd walk that path together, wherever it might lead them.
A/N: Weiss and Blake deserve a happy finite ending in at least one of my fics by now! I hope you all enjoyed! Thanks for reading!
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