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Weiss wakes up after hearing a loud “BAM” outside; bedside clock says it’s four in the morning, and normally Weiss wouldn’t bother about outside noises, but there are two huge “buts” that actually can’t let her go back to sleep.
First: their apartment is on the tenth floor, and the noise sounded like someone threw a rock in their window. No way in hell it was possible.
Second: that undeniably was Yang, who apparently either forgot her keys or decided to take a short way and fly home throw the window.
And the window was closed, because it got colder and Ruby, even though sleeping in the middle, said she is “freezing her butt”. Well, her feet really are as cold as ice, Weiss thinks, nuzzling the back of her head and having zero desire to get up.
“Blake, your stupid girlfriend is trying to get home through closed window…” Weiss mutters, poking Blake’s cheek with her finger.
Blake frowns, barely awake, her ears flat on her head. She hugs Ruby closer and pulls the blanket on them both, so that only her cat ears are seen.
“She’s your girlfriend before the sunrise…”
Weiss snorts.
“Did you just… Okay, never mind… Ruby, your stupid sister…”
Ruby makes a “nuh-uh” sound and hides under the blanket with Blake, not even opening her eyes.
“I don’t remember having any sister, I’m the only child…”
Weiss sighs, realizing she has to stand up and get out from their warm bed. But, better do it now, until Yang actually either breaks the window or her face. The “BAM” sounds again, and Weiss, with a loud “ugh” puts her feet on a cold floor.
“I hate you all.”
“You love us…” Blake yawns, burrowing her nose in Ruby’s soft hair. Ruby giggles, more asleep than awake, but when Weiss actually gets up, leaving her back without nice warmth, all she wants is this damn window open as fast as possible.
Weiss finds herself being right. A big bat (way bigger that normal bats in this area) looks at her from the other side of the glass, clinging to the window with her claws. There’s no way to open the window from outside, and that means she started to hit it with her head only because she knew: someone will get up at four in the motherfucking morning to let her in. Weiss can read it on her face. These little red eyes practically scream “lol I knew you’ll get up”.
“What a dumb shame of a vampire you are…” Weiss says, opening the window and seeing the bat flying inside with a screech. “There’s a thing called door, and you’re old enough to know how to use it…”
She can’t finish the sentence, because Yang changes back to being a person and the first thing she does is crushes Weiss in a big hug. She smells like alcohol, and acts like she’s a bit tipsy.
“I dare to assume, your night shift went good?” Weiss asks, hugging her back and receiving a kiss as an answer. Yep, she even tastes like alcohol. A creamy liquor, to be precise. Her favorite. “Yang, you know I’d love to make out more but it’s so early and I’m way too sleepy. I don’t want to fall asleep in the middle of a kiss.”
Yang pulls away, her eyes back to lilac. She looks tired but happy.
“Stop being assholes and get back in bed…” Ruby growls, making Weiss chuckle and Yang roll her eyes.
“Okay, okay, I’m getting back…” Weiss says, walking to bed. “You coming? Or you wanna change or shower or…”
“Nah…” Yang yawns, tossing her clothes on floor. It takes her just a few seconds to stay in her underwear and a tank-top, and she gets in bed next to Weiss, spooning her, breathing hot in her ear.
“Welcome back…” Blake whispers, blindly searching for Yang with her hand. Finding her, she pats Yang’s shoulder, as if just making sure she’s back safe and sound. “Now sleep.”
She doesn’t have to say twice. Yang is usually very exhausted after night shifts at work. Even if all she needs to do is to punch bad guys in the guts. Or help drunk people get a taxi. Being a security guard in a bar is not so hard, but usually some shit still happens, and she gets home tired and just a bit tipsy from a “goodbye shot”. She doesn’t drink at work, but having a shot of flaming B-52 in the end of the shift is a kind of tradition already.
In a few minutes Yang is already sleeping, resting her chin on top of Weiss’ head. Ruby is asleep too, her hands around Blake’s waist. Her feet are cold, and Weiss still finds it extremely adorable. The vampire of an old, ancient bloodline hates cold and prefers to sleep in the middle because it’s warmer like that.
Listening to three of them breathing calmly, Weiss remembers that just four years ago she was sleeping alone in her big apartment, hugging a pillow and telling herself that everything is alright. It wasn’t, it never was alright until she met these three dorks. And all she needed to do is walk out in the middle of the night and nearly get killed by a vampire. That night changed everything.
She closes her eyes, snuggling closer to Ruby to keep her warm, and thinks with a smile, that if anyone told her before, that she’ll find happiness in relationships with two idiotic vampires and one reasonable, but also idiotic sometimes werecat, she’d never believed that.