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White Noise
By : RWBYRemnants
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: RWBY is not mine and I make no money from this fic
Chapter List
- 36
- 37
- 38
WARNING: BlackSun scene (het). Bathroom sex, doggy style, mirrors

=Chapter 37
"Ahhh, this makes me miss my tour bus."
The line was uttered by the diva once they had taken off and she could more comfortably relax into her chair. Point of fact, relaxing against Yang's soft, firm form. This time, she was dressed in much more comfortable attire; blue sweat capris, a white tank top with a blue flannel, and blue Toms. Of course, the yellow pick necklace didn't quite match with the colour scheme, but Weiss certainly didn't act like that bothered her.
"Woooow, this minibar is completely stocked!" Ruby was marveling as her head waggled back and forth inside it. "There's peanuts, chips - OOH, cookies! I need them in my face!"
"Have whatever you want, except alcohol," Weiss told her. "I won't be responsible for underage drinking, even if I've technically done it before."
Withdrawing with three packages of cookies, Ruby snorted, "Don't be silly, alcohol is gross. I mean, unless you want some, sis?"
In that moment, Yang noticed that both Weiss and Blake's attention was on her. No matter what response she could give, it would get a confused reaction from one of them. Mainly because until that point, if the offer for free alcohol was there, she took it without question. As long as she wasn't working, of course. Now there was something other than work stopping her. The main advice from doctors was to cut out alcohol completely, especially if she was taking the medication regularly. The fact she was on medication was a fact she had yet to tell Weiss.
"Nnnot for me. Orange soda will be cool though."
Ruby didn't miss a step, reaching in and getting her a soda and bringing it over. "Mkay! Sorry, just didn't wanna make you feel like I was judging."
"Oh, I would be judging, too," Weiss sighed as she relaxed again. "But only because of recent history; otherwise… everything in moderation, I think. Wouldn't you agree, Blake?"
"Yeah, I do," the brunette said, still a little weirded out by talking so casually with Weiss. "Handle your high. Pretty simple concept, I thi-"
But before she could finish her sentence, Weiss's ringtone went off, startling everyone. Glancing around the room with a raised eyebrow, she glanced at the screen…
And saw the name. Her face took on a wooden look, one that was a completely emotionless mask. Raising her head above her laptop screen, Winter caught the rather fearful gaze of her younger sister toward her phone, and looked back in concern.
"Who is it?"
"Oh boy." From her seat, and considering Weiss was still leant right against her, Yang could see the contact name herself. And swallowed in fear. They were both going to be in trouble apparently. "Good ol' Papa Schnee. Here to wreck the day."
As Weiss contemplated the phone and what might happen, Ruby returned to her seat next to Penny and slipped her headphones on. Blake took Sun's hand and began leading him off toward the back of the plane. Yang, however, remained where she was, and Weiss reached down with her other hand to squeeze her thigh in gratitude as she took a deep breath… and answered.
"Hello?"
"Weiss," same the stern voice from the other side the phone. Not unexpected, her father was always a professional man no matter what his emotion. Unfortunately, it made him very hard to read. "Winter told me you escaped with minor bruises and a few stitches, but I prefer to hear it for myself. Are you alright?"
"Yes, Father," she said stiffly; not unkindly or warmly, just blank. She was being careful, waiting to see how things went before she let herself feel or react strongly. "They say the cut on my eye might scar, and also I may experience lingering tinnitus, but other than that I'll be perfectly normal. Um… I'm sorry this happened, it must have worried you a lot."
"It did. I was watching the whole thing live when it happened and…" Suddenly he seemed to trail off, briefly sighing down the phone. It was typical behaviour when he struggled to talk about something, to simply cut it off mid conversation. But that was usually when he was furiously mad with one of them, or with an employee. "And… About the footage. The footage of you and Ms Xiao Long."
"Right. I, um… I know you must be very disappointed in me, and I'm even more sorry that you found out about it… like that." Then she felt her voice growing stronger, even though it was shaking. "But I'm in love with her, Daddy. There's nothing you can tell me about the Bible or my image or anything that could make me stop seeing her. Ever. She's my whole world. I almost lost her once and I’m going to make sure it doesn’t happen again. So if you don't want to talk to me, o-or see me anymore…" Her voice cracked, and she rushed to cover it. "I'll understand. But that is the situation."
In that moment, Yang was looking at Weiss with a small smile, and pulled her in toward her even more, gently stroking whatever skin she could with her thumb. This was a moment her girlfriend had been dreading for hours. Even with the constant reassurance that Yang would be there no matter what, along with Winter, Ruby, Penny, even Blake and Sun.
"You could never be a disappointment to me, Weiss. Not ever. I'm proud of both you, and Winter. And… for making you feel like I would be disappointed, I'm truly sorry."
"What?!" Weiss was completely thunderstruck. She recovered quickly; it was entirely possible that her father was simply trying to be diplomatic in the moment, and would come down harder on her later. He had in the past. "Really? Then… if I bring Yang to a family dinner, she'll be welcome?"
"After what I saw on the news, frankly I want to shake her hand myself. Miss Xiao Long is not who I expected to be a partner for you, perhaps, and I still can’t say I approve exactly, but… the fact she risked her life to protect you when she had no other motive to do so… She's proven how much she cares for you far more in those two minutes of footage than any boy could in years."
A strangled "oh" floated out of Weiss's throat as her eyes began to water, and she gripped Yang's leg even harder, biting her lip to keep from sobbing or crying out. Then after a few breaths, she managed to recover enough to speak to him again.
"I'm so happy," she finally said into the phone. "And we'll be there soon; we just want to take a little time off, after… well, after we were separated for a while. But we'll eventually get to Nashville, and then you can meet her — really meet her this time, and not just for a job interview!"
"Ah, that, I want to talk about, actually." Suddenly he seemed to perk back up again. This conversation was unreal. This wasn't the cold, bland business professional she was used to speaking to; this was a father. A father speaking to his daughter in a loving manner. Even if the topic was business. "A bonus has been deposited into her bank account as a ‘thank you’ for her bravery. And also enough to cover her medical bills — including her current prescriptions, as per Winter's request. And on top of that, she is officially re-hired."
"Ohh, that's so wonderful, Daddy!" she gushed, eyes sparkling. "I'll be sure to tell her all the good news — thank you so much! You…" Then she was sniffling again, even through her enormous smile. "I was so worried what you would think of me when you found out, and then… oh, I'm sorry I doubted you!"
"No no no, I'm sorry," he rebutted right away, interrupting before she could apologise for his own actions any longer. There was another sigh as he continued. "All these years, I've been talking about all those people like they were scum; blinded by my own ignorance. I had no idea that I was talking about the people I care about the most. I was a fool. Even if I don’t believe God approves of engaging in those behaviours… well, that’s no excuse for being so… judgmental about anyone who does. That isn’t my place."
"I remember," she muttered, but tried not to make her words sound as bitter as she felt. He was making the effort, but certain things needed to be cleared up. "And… I almost missed out on being with the woman I love because I agreed with you. Didn't have any good reason to challenge that. We were all ignorant, all us Schnees, weren't we?"
"Only one of us wasn't. And right now… you're reminding me more of her than anything has in years." There was another moment for him to pause, before he said rather quietly, "Your mother would be proud of you. And I’m certain she wouldn’t have needed to watch you nearly die on the news to have been happy for you and Yang."
That was far beyond anything Weiss had ever dared hope to hear from him on this subject. Sobbing freely now, she managed a "Daddy!" as she buried her face against Yang's chest, curling into a tight ball and clutching her phone close like it might try to escape if she let go, even for an instant.
From the other line, there was a faint sniff that could be heard by her. Even as Yang wrapped her arm around her to cuddle her in closer, and pet her shoulder however she could. She knew not what was spoken about, but considering her happy smile and sobbing, she assumed it was good.
"I'll let you get going," her father said softly. "Please tell Winter that I'll handle the expense of the flight. And… that I'm proud of her too, of course. Both of you take care for me."
"I w-will!" Weiss rushed to tell him, urgency in her voice. "I love you, Daddy, I- and thank you so much, I'm so relieved!" Sniffling, she wiped her eyes and added, "I'll s-see you soon!"
"Have a fantastic time."
And with that, the call was disconnected. All eyes were on Weiss, even Penny and Ruby's who had before both been focused on their phones when they tried to zone out. But now Yang tucked her in even closer, nuzzling her chin against the top of Weiss's head and speaking in a dramatic voice.
"Don't tell me: I've been disowned, you must leave me immediately, our love is forbidden!!!"
"Shut up," she grunted with a weak little laugh. “You overheard more than enough to know that’s not true.” Then she pushed up to slam her lips down against her lover's, craving the contact and reassurance. Even if the call had a favourable result, she still felt like a raw nerve, and probably would for a few more minutes.
"Back to my phone," Ruby muttered, turning away from the two of them.
"Aaaand my laptop." Though it was delivered with her usual stern manner, it seemed Winter was just as overjoyed as Weiss was. Even a laptop screen in front of her couldn't hide the smile that was permanently on her face, nor the occasional sipping of her drink.
Yang of course had no choice other than to kiss right back, just as hungrily and needy. That was until she began to realise something.
"Hey, wait a minute… Where'd Blake and Sun go?"

"Whew," Blake sighed as they eased the lavatory door shut. "Man, that is not a conversation I wanted to overhear." The look on Weiss's face had been more than enough to make her want to evacuate the main seating area as smoothly as possible. They were making a habit of that now.
"I know,” her boyfriend sighed from the door while watching Blake begin to pace. “I think we know what's coming, but I don't wanna be in there when the shouting starts." The situation was all too familiar to their travels here. Only this time, they weren't running from a potentially traumatic conversation; only a rant from Weiss to her father that was well overdue.
But that provided the ultimate distraction. Unknown to Blake, he slyly hit the lock to the door before he paced over to her.
"Hope it goes alright," she sighed as his hands found her waist, letting her own touch the backs of his knuckles. "Really too bad her dad's so… conservative. I mean, imagine coming out on the news!"
"Not the most convenient path, I gotta admit." His head went to lean against her shoulder as she stared blankly outward. It seemed as though it was a perfectly coincidental occurrence, but he pulled her waist in closer toward his, until they were completely pressed against one another. There wasn't much talking from him, just actions. Typical boy.
A pleased hum issued from deep in her throat at the warmth along her back. It was quite a comfort to have him there, and she tilted her head just enough to leave a gentle kiss on his cheek. "At least your parents won't have to deal with you 'coming out' since you have me. And I have boobs and all that stuff."
"What they don't know won't hurt ‘em,” he chuckled against her neck. “Like you said, right now, it's not an issue. I'm an undercover bi…" But straight away, his lips pressed into the soft, smooth skin of her neck. After so many months of dating, he knew Blake all too well, and knew that her neck was quite often her weakness. At least for getting things moving.
As he had predicted, a little groan of enjoyment slipped out of her before she even had a chance to grab on and stop it. Then she giggled and said, "You never did give me a straight answer about Yang hopping on your back… not that I guess it matters anymore."
Shrugging his shoulders, his lips only left the neck for a short moment. "Maybe, but I'm not gonna deny… thought's kinda hot." And then the lips returned, pressing against her skin again and again. Only this time, the hands were heading further inward from her hips, gradually grinding his waist against her backside.
"Mmhhh…" Blake's eyes became heavy-lidded as she began to realize that he was winding her up on purpose. Even if she didn't mind the sensations in the slightest, they were catching her off her guard. "Sun, wh-what are you doing? We're thirty thousand feet up in the air!"
"Really? Gosh, I didn't notice…" One hand floated even further inward. Now that she knew what was going on, he didn't particularly have to be subtle anymore. And that was obvious as he instead pressed it into her crotch, pushing inward with far more pressure to one finger so it sank into place. "Forgive me, I’m kinda distracted."
Not much of that was necessary before it began to drag groans out of Blake that she didn't mean to verbalise. Her hands went to the countertop and gripped on either side of the sink as he teased her, hips pushing back into his with every stab of his finger through the cloth of her shorts.
"Y-yeah, I guess so," she panted, glancing at his mop of hair in the mirror. That was the best she could see of him from that angle. Well, two could play at that game… "You started getting pretty distracted when… I brought up Yang fucking your ass."
That interrupted the kisses for a moment, enough for him to back away and simply look toward the mirror with an expression of pleasant disbelief. Even though the actions below on her shorts were continuing, he smugly talked as though nothing were happening at all. "Really? You aren't ever gonna let that go, are you?"
"Not a chance." She grinned as if teasing him, but in truth, she had actually really been turned on by the idea of all three of them ending up in the bedroom together. "I'm… actually thinking about buying a certain something. When we get back. Would… you want me to buy it for you?"
For a moment, he seemed to ponder on that question. Tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. Not that it stopped the teasing and poking below, nor the grinding against her backside. It wasn't until he saw the blush growing even worse on her cheeks he looked straight into the eyes of her reflection, smirking lowly.
"Let me take you to the mile-high club, and I'll let you do whatever you want when we're back home."
Another, much louder moan escaped her at this promise from him. But she wasn't done winding him up; only done resisting his advances. As she arched her back and ground her backside right up against the firmness that was beginning to present itself in the front of his jeans, she licked her lips before she spoke.
"Really? You'd… let me buy a cock? Strap it on and lay you back…"
"Now that is even hotter than imagining Yang do it." He was still relatively calm about the matter, even as he felt himself getting harder as Blake ground right back against him. He himself couldn't resist much longer, and the hand left her crotch as instead both reached across to unzip her shorts. But he continued to grind, and continued to glance occasionally at those amber eyes in the mirror.
"I'm not afraid to admit the idea of my gorgeous girl topping the fuck outta me turns me on."
"Nnhhh!" she groaned out, throwing back her head against his shoulder as he thrust up against her, beginning to undress her right then and there. Of course, he had expressed an interest in being submissive to her a few other times; small things, like when she would bite his nipples playfully he would ask her to do it again instead of shoving her off, like other men would have. Even admitting he wasn't completely opposed to Yang spreading his cheeks and taking him was only in theory.
But this was beginning to grow into something Blake could not so easily forget. Sun really wanted to be taken like that? She'd only tried that a few times on Yang, both before and after transition… and had mixed results. This was a whole new ballgame.
Once the fly was open, he made quick work and pushed them and her panties down below her waist as quick as he could. And then right away, straight to his own. Although in the reflection he appeared calm and collected even still, the thought of Blake actually putting that plan into action was doing wonders to arouse him further. Sure, the subject of Yang doing it was intriguing, but Blake… His own girlfriend could do practically anything and he would willingly accept. She and him both knew it.
Although suddenly another thought came to mind when he quickly patted his pockets, and then froze. "Shit… I forgot the condom. Fuck."
"Damn it!" she hissed, actually pounding the countertop with her fist. "Well… never mind it this time, but please don't make a habit of this, okay?"
"You sure? I mean, we've never done this before…" When she only nodded, then pressed his lips back against her neck again, and continued to push his own shorts and underwear down. God he was so ready for this already, able to feel his fully erect length lightly bounce in the air now it was free. Eager to bury itself in Blake's lovely body.
"Mmm… I can't believe we're doing this here at all," she whispered as she felt his arousal brushing against her suddenly-bare hindquarters, making the skin prickle with gooseflesh. It was so odd to feel him preparing to enter her without any protection, but she knew she was mostly covered. The way she had been with Yang.
In reality, there was no longer any reason for Blake to be so hardline about this now that she had lapsed with her old friend. Why shouldn't Sun experience the same thing? To her, there was scarcely any difference in sensation; it still felt phenomenal either way. However… there was a slight bit more realness to it, a warmth and comfort from the direct contact that wasn't present with the latex. And she was about to share that with her boyfriend for the first time… in an airplane lavatory! Were they crazy?
Moment of truth. He moved one hand aside to guide his length toward her entrance. Usually he would continue for a lot longer, tease her until she was practically begging for him to go on. But they were on the clock. Someone was bound to notice if they'd been gone for too long. So he immediately pushed inside, barely wasting any time for him to go all the way in, giving a shaky moan when his hips met hers again.
Using all the effort she had at her disposal, she managed to only grunt and wail through her teeth instead of literally screaming. It was so good, so raw! It had been a few days since she'd enjoyed anything like this — a long few days, at that. And nothing helped her get over the hump like having Sun take her from behind so roughly that her knees shook, her lungs felt like they were on fire from her rapid breathing. His length pulsing between her inner walls was everything she needed.
And he got straight to work. Once one of his hands moved straight to her hip, holding her firmly still as he began to pump in and out in a quick pace. The other pressed into her breast, grasping it firmly to stimulate her further, quicker. It was a common occurrence that in the times they rushed, he was often the one to finish first, and have to finish Blake by hand. Now, he didn't want this to be the case.
As predicted, the hand grasping her vulnerable chest was more than enough to double her enjoyment of the delicious friction below. He was like an animal! True, they did things fast and hard once in awhile, but most nights they liked to take their time — at least more than this! But they didn't have that luxury, even on a luxury aircraft.
"Sun… you're so hard, shhhhit! I… god, I should talk about fucking your ass more often!"
All her man could do was groan and grunt as he kept pumping against her backside wildly. As usual, he concentrated on it fully, continuing to grasp and grope and deliver as much as he could to her. From how he knew Blake, he knew she liked her chest being touched, and her neck being bitten. Although he wasn't doing the latter, he could hear her enjoyment.
But he wanted to see it too. Looking back toward the mirror at their reflection again, he watched as she kept staring upward, eyes rolling back in pleasure. Maybe she should see as well. "Look at me…"
The command shot an odd little thrill down her spine. He wanted her to watch herself climax. Wasn't that strange? But once she caught sight of herself being slammed into from behind, she couldn't deny the sight did something to her. Still unsure if it was something good or something awful, she kept doing as he asked, watching herself receive an endless amount of internal friction.
Growling in pure joy, he continued his relentless assault on her hips, watching her expression in the mirror grow even more dazed by the minute. Just as his own was. But he loved it, they both did. They'd waited too long between sessions to want anything else. When his hand left her hip to trail inward again, one finger managing to find its way between her legs to that small nub just above where he was thrusting, he began to circle it. He was determined for them both to finish in this venture, instead of needing to take care of one of them later.
"NnAAHhh, no st- SHIT! Sun!!" Blake didn't want him to stop, she knew - but she hadn't been expecting him to up the game, not for a mere quickie! Then again, he had always been so attentive… it was one of the things she liked most about him. "I'm… gonna do this for you," she kept telling him as she panted noisily, watching both of their reflected expressions getting closer to the end. "When we get b-back, I'll- NNNHH!! I'll claim you so hard, and I'll make you come! Yeah!"
He licked his lips. "Whatever you- ah! Whatever you want, babe… I-I'm yours!" And gradually he felt his legs beginning to quiver, in a similar style to Yang's when she was close. Only difference from her was he didn't have the higher pitched moans to match it; just much heavier and much faster breathing as he got closer and closer. Much of that was now to do with the mental image of his girlfriend taking him, as mad as it was to envision it himself.
"OH FUCK! I… I'm coming… I'M COMING! SUN!!!"
Fingernails scrabbled at the slick surface of the marble countertop in the lavatory as Blake felt herself tighten around the thick length sliding in and out of her from behind, the clit beneath Sun's relentless fingers throbbing. Maybe it had been a quickie, and maybe dirty and cheap and tawdry… but they had done it. That orgasm definitely meant she had joined the mile-high club.
Just as he delivered a few firmer thrusts into her body, Sun felt himself coming to that same end. Twitching and quivering, he pulled her firmly against him one more time, allowing his length to throb inside her body. It'd been his idea to make them honorary members; ever since that first trip when the subject came up, he couldn't stop thinking about it.
But now it had happened, be backed off from her hips at last, drawing himself out from her body to begin the process of getting dressed again. But not before leaving a kiss on her cheek. "Damn, you enjoyed that, didn't you?"
"Y-yeah, it was… wow," she told him shakily, clenching her thighs together. If there was anything she'd learned from the couple of times she and Yang had gone without protection, it was that there was a slight chance of… drippage afterward. She didn't want to run the risk of it showing up as an embarrassing dark spot in her white shorts later, so she went to the roll of toilet paper.
"Yeah… Wow." Taking a few sheets from her to clean himself up, he made light work of whatever was left on himself, soon tugging his underwear and shorts back up to their usual position again. No one need ever know of their quick romp in the bathroom, especially not the other guests on the plane. But while Blake cleaned herself, he peppered her cheek with kisses again. A usual occurrence, him being overly affectionate just after an orgasm.
The kisses finally shifted her expression from shock and worry to a satisfied smile, even a giggle when he got her right under the ear. "Stop," she snorted, pretending to shove him away as she finally finished and tossed the paper in the toilet. "You're terrible." Then she turned to take his lips. "Good and terrible."
"You know it." He grinned, pressing one more kiss against her cheek as he helped her with her own panties and shorts, reaching around to zip them straight up afterwards. Yet again, like nothing ever happened. But they would always have the memories of it, no matter what was going on outside the door.
Speaking of which… "What do you think they'll do if it's bad news? Yang'll be making plans to punch him in the face, right?"
A heavy groan issued from his girlfriend. "God, well there goes that afterglow." Still, she leaned back against him, into his warmth as she thought about it. "Yeah… I can see Yang doing that. Now that she's got Weiss back, I don't think she'll let anybody mess with her no matter who they are."
Nodding against her, he sighed. "True… but hey, at least we got Winter on our side. Y'know, she actually seems… okay. At least now that she's talked to Yang."
"Yeah… about that." Her voice got much quieter as she turned toward the door. "Should we do something about what she said about… you know, the thing with her 'taking Weiss's place' or whatever? That doesn't sound okay. None of our business, and I know she talked it out with Yang, but… I dunno. It’s fucked."
He shrugged his shoulders a moment, looking down lazily as he continued to cuddle. "It's an awkward situation… She might not want anyone to talk about it besides Yang. Safer bet would be to play it by ear, go off what Yang says. Really funny how they trusted each other after how they started, am I right?"
For a few seconds, Blake just nodded. Then she took a deep breath as she seemed to decide the subject was closed for the moment.
"You really trust Yang a lot now," she observed, turning to lean in against his firm body, smiling coyly up at him. "Almost enough to let her into your back door, huh?"
"Don't push your luck." He glared back at her, but was barely able to maintain it for long, and instead ended up smiling softly, only occasionally taking deep breaths as he still came down from his high. "She's your best friend, of course I trust her. And now that she's taking care of her addictions, I trust her even more. But my back door is only for you."
"Okay, okay, I'll get off that, I promise," Blake chuckled as she kissed his nose. "Though I'm totally serious about the strap-on. What colour do you want? You strike me as a… green kind of guy, maybe? Or purple, that could be pretty hot…"
"Holy shit, you're actually considering it." He couldn't help but begin to chuckle as he continued to hold her closely, wearing a completely ludicrous smile on his face. But after some thought, he tilted his head, seriously contemplating. "Purple. Purple suits you better then green."
"Yeah, it suits me but it's your ass the thing's gonna be-"
Just at that instant, there was a knock at the door. Blanching, Blake turned back to call out, "Wh-who is it?!"
"I gotta pee!" the voice of Ruby Rose called through the door. "What's taking so long in there? Did you have the fried food at the airport?!"
Remaining completely silent, Sun turned around to stare at the door. Of course, it was to be expected that someone would interrupt them. He was just glad it was now rather than while they were in the middle of things.
"Ah shit," he whispered. "They're gonna suspect now."
"Well… okay, just follow my lead." So Blake quickly washed her hands, then popped open the door. When Ruby opened her mouth to speak, then blinked to see Sun in there with her, she rushed to say, "Sorry! We, uh, wanted to get out of the way of that conversation she was about to have with her dad. Right, Sun?"
"Y-yep! Plus we… needed to talk about stuff of our own, like who's in what room when we get there, anyways. So… sorry, didn't mean to stall you!" He rambled on and on, clearly far more than usual considering the funny look Blake was giving him. And the equally confused look Ruby was, too.
"R-iiight…" Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she sort of gestured with one hand. "Anyway… um, Weiss is off the phone, and um… this pee is still kind of… waiting to go somewhere…"
"OH! God, sorry - yeah, let's go, Sun!" Ducking her head in shame, she dragged him behind her out of the bathroom and away from the poor, suffering girl. All the while as they paced back, Sun couldn't help but keep the ridiculous grin on his face; even when they returned back to their large couch seat.
And that certainly earned them a rather concerned look from Yang, who also raised an eyebrow when she looked back in their direction. Both she and Weiss were still cuddled up, and she'd managed to rest both arms just against Weiss's stomach. Even if it was still in its huge cast, Weiss insisted.
"So, what did you two get up to?"
"What, we aren't 'up' enough already?" Blake joked feebly. “Airplane. And all.”
"That was atrocious," Weiss sighed, but there was no true bite to her words. That much told them already that the talk with her parent had at least gone relatively well, otherwise the aura in the cabin would have been dank and oppressive.
"Hey, Yang does way worse. So… How'd it go?"
"Really… really well, actually," Yang told them, squeezing Weiss a little closer with her able hand as she leant her head against the top of hers, her face a look of utter contentment. "He actually apologised for being so ignorant in the past to her. On top of that; guess who has her job back again?"
"That's great!" Blake said, trying her best to sound genuinely excited for her friend. And to her own surprise… she was. It was going to hurt saying goodbye, but she'd be content in the knowledge that Yang would end up exactly where she wanted to be.
"He didn't have to give you that job back, you know," Weiss said airily. "You could have been my trophy wife."
"And miss the chance of maybe being able to carry a taser? No, thank you," Yang teased, kissing her on the top of the head. But for a moment, she looked back at Blake. And was able to see the slightly saddened look on her face. She and her both knew why.
"Hey, I'm gonna miss being roommates, too… truth or dare, bad movie nights, the works."
The tiny bit of sadness persisted, but Blake elbowed Sun and said, "See there? Told you she loved watching crappy movies with you."
"Everybody loves crappy movies, even you do and you know it," Sun teased, squeezing her a little closer as well.
But Yang continued to look toward them both, still wearing a soft smile. In all her time as Blake's roommate, Sun didn't stay over for too long. And when he did, it was only for a day or two. Whether or not that was for Yang's benefit or just their normal routine, she didn't know. But from the times Blake spoke about Sun, it seemed she really cared for him. Maybe there was a cure for the loneliness she'd feel once Yang was gone.
"You could always get Monkey Boy to move in with you when I'm gone. Even if you banish him to the spare room."
That brought Blake up short. She blinked, looking between them, still leaned up against her boyfriend. "Um… well, I don't know. Would you want that? Moving in with me?"
"I'm surprised you don't charge me rent with how much I’m already over there. It'd barely be a difference." Although he meant it jokingly, shown as he laughed, he noticed her expression not changing. She only looked back up at him, continuing to smile. Which made his laughter slow to a stop. "Wait… seriously? You actually want me to move in?"
"Sometimes it gets cold at night," she deftly avoided the question. But the implication was clear: she was entirely serious. "Besides, you can't keep living with your parents forever. Or you could, but they might start to get tired of you hanging around.
"Charming. I thought you liked my parents, yet you think they would be so mean they'd abandon their own son!" he lightly chuckled. Only this time, squeezed her closer again and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "If you’re serious, I'm totally in, dude. Really! Like, I already wanna be with you all the time, anyway."
Sighing at the soft kiss, Blake grinned back. "Great! So… I mean, we can give it a trial run if you want; you can move in for a week or two, and then if we're still doing okay with that, we'll… get the rest of your stuff!" Just like that, she had gone from saddened about Yang to excited for this life change. Just the soothing balm her bereaved heart needed.
"Careful, she has her hooks in you now," Weiss teased Sun very gently.
"Yeah, well… ugh, this is gonna sound cheesy as fuck, but I'm more than happy to be reeled in. Get it? Hooks, fish… y’know?"
"Ugh, you're right, that was cheesy – and coming from me, that’s pretty bad," Yang agreed, at first looking over to the two of them disgustedly. But after a while, that was beginning to soften to a much more placid smile. It seemed like things for Blake wouldn't be all about missing her after all, and the two of them could keep going as best friends without the awkwardness of a second heartbreak. They could both build their own separate futures.
"MAN, that was a good pee!" Ruby announced when she returned to the cabin, patting her stomach. “Ever have one so great it feels like you’re ten pounds lighter afterward? Well, spoiler warning – this was one of those!” When they all stopped dead to stare at her, she slowed to a halt and asked, "What? …Seriously, guys, what?"
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White Noise	By : RWBYRemnants Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 1666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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White Noise