Author notes: My apologies for such a short chapter, I've not had a great day but I wanted to at least publish something. My friend said that I need to chill out with the angst (and too write her some smut hahaha) so I've put a bit of fluff and other things here… Not smut-smut though. That might come in a later chapter or in a one-shot for a different story, depending on what you guys think? Anyhow as per usual likes and comments are much appreciated and yeah I guess, enjoy?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all creditability and ownership of the following scenarios and characters goes to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.
The way that the ghostly pale shattered moon contrasted against the midnight skies of Remnant had always used to fascinate Blake. She remembered how back before Beacon, the moonlight had become a close companion of hers on cold and lonely nights running errands for the White Fang. In that different time, she had found it poetic that despite the surrounding darkness the moon alone shined brighter than any star and how she had wanted to know the moon's secrets and share its strength... but now it was just a cold reminder of her loneliness.
Yang had once told her upon returning from a drunken trip to Vale's local clubs that Blake reminded her of the moon. "Think about it Blake- I'm the Sun" Yang spoke as she drunkenly failed to make a flirtatious pose. "And you- you're the moon!" she stammered as she pointed at Blake while clutching for dear-life onto a railing outside their dorm room before bursting into hysterical laughter. Blake however, hadn't found Yang's sense of humour as amusing, as she gently pulled Yang up so that the blonde was leaning with her arm around Blake's own shoulders in order to get her to her bed easier. The drunken girl clearly needed to sleep this one off.
Unfortunately for Blake, she didn't get far before Yang continued her antics. "I burn bright like the Sun with fire, oh! Like a yellow sun dragon. Rawr!" Yang growled while making her hands into little claws and pawing at her partner. "You're the moon Blake. You burn bright like me… but- erm- you burn opposite to me, like a cool soothing burn!" "Like ice?" Blake offered as she opened the dorm room door "No. No! That's the Weiss Queen! You're too fluid and smooth for ice!" Blake blushed slightly at the comment, "er-thanks Yang" "Anytime Partner" She slurred while giving Blake one of her trademark winks. Blake quickly looked away before Yang could see her blush harder than she already was. It was going to be a long night.
Blake let go of Yang briefly after the blonde had propped herself up against her bunk to close the door, when suddenly she heard a painful thud and Yang cry out as a misplaced limb clearly hit something. Turning around quickly to access the damage, Blake flushed a deep red that would put Ruby's cloak to shame. Yang had removed her jacket and then proceeded to try removing her shirt. However, due to her drunken state she had stumbled and hit her arm against her bedframe hard. Panicking, Yang had then rushed to try and remove her tank top but had accidently caught her bra and shirt collar around her head in the process, unintentionally revealing her exposed breasts in their full glory for Blake to see.
Blake stood there speechless staring at the girl in front of her, unsure of what to do as Yang then tried turning in circles and crouching down in order to try and free her now entangled arms. Disastrously, the blonde only proceeded to knock her head against the books which supported her and Blake's bunkbeds together, thankfully not dislodging them. However, the impact and alcohol in her system caused the girl to start to fall. Upon realising that Yang was about to hit the floor Blake snapped out of her trance and lurched forwards, catching Yang in an embrace from behind before the girl injured herself anymore. Pulling Yang back up into a standing position she then realised that her arms had snaked underneath Yang's own ones and had clutched at Yang's assets in the heat of the moment, accidently gripping them tightly in her panic.
Blake's eyes widened in the realisation at what her hands were doing. Quickly letting go and removing herself from Yang, she then pulled the other girl's shirt down in a quick motion so that the brawler could see and move again. An awkward silence filled the room as neither girl said a word as they both tried to hide their embarrassment. Yang couldn't believe she had been such a bumbling idiot. Blake couldn't believe that she had just touched Yang's boobs. Coughing rather too loudly in order to try and defuse the tension, Yang then tried to climb up into her bed on wobbly feet with little success.
"What are you doing?" Blake interjected as Yang unsuccessfully tried hauling the upper half of her body onto her bunk. "I think- I think I need to go to bed…" She mumbled, once again trying to reach up but failing. Huffing a laugh at how stubborn Yang was, Blake walked over to her and lightly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her down so that she was sitting on her own bed. "You can sleep in my bed tonight" "Wha- What about you though? Will you sleep here too?" Yang asked through a loud yawn already getting comfortable on Blake's bed. Blake would be a liar if she said she hadn't thought about joining Yang before she responded "I think I'll sleep on your bed…" Blake could've sworn that she saw Yang pout a bit at her answer but before she could make sure that she'd definitely seen it, Yang rolled under the covers and began mumbling. "Thank you Blake, You're always so kind… and your pillows smell like lavenders and something else… it's nice. You're nice." Blake giggled quietly at her friend before jumping up to Yang's bunk and taking a minute to settle down. "Goodnight Yang." She softly spoke into the night. Not expecting a response from the girl, surprise flooded her system as her sensitive cat ears picked up a muttered whisper "Goodnight Mizuki."