Unlucky - Male Reader x RWBY (BEING REWRITTEN)

Falling For You

CONTENT WARNING:

This story will contain graphic depictions of one or all of the following: Self-harm and drug addiction. Those who suffer from depression or who do not desire to read depictions of one or all of the above-mentioned topics should not read any further or skip over the parts. I will be mentioning each graphic part if you would not like to read it. Thank you.

I do not own RWBY, RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth and their affiliates. Thanks, now onto the story!

"Let go of yourself. Show them how powerful you really are, and your name will then go down in history." - Y/N L/N

(Weiss POV)

After a dreamless sleep, I fluttered my eyes open to an unfamiliar area. The first odd thing was I could see the ceiling. Normally, this would be blocked by Ruby's bed. Second, I was holding onto something very warm. Third, the air smelled like cologne, rather than the perfume smell I have grown accustomed to waking up to. It took me a few seconds to fully wake up and start to register everything in my head. The memories of last night came back in a flash. Remembering making up with Ruby, and then speaking with Y/N, all up to comforting him and learning about his past. I let out an audible gasp and lifted up the blankets that were on top of me. In my arms was Y/N, sleeping soundly, his head cuddled up close into my chest. I blushed heavily and thought to myself, 

Oh my Oum! I can't believe I fell asleep here! What are the girls gonna think? What will Y/N think?? At least he seems to be sleeping well, even after all the events from last night...

I shook my head and stopped cuddling him. I slowly made my way out of the bed to avoid waking him up. I stretched, letting out a small noise as I did so. Looking around his room, it looked pretty plain. No decorations, very few books on his bookshelf, clothes scattered on the floor here and there, and just a backpack near his desk. The most noticeable thing to me though was the flask that rested on top of his desk. I walked up to his desk and picked up the flask. Opening it, I smelled the contents, making a disgusted face as I did so. I made my way back to the bedside and started slowly shaking Y/N.

"Y/N... You gotta wake up... It's already 7:30."

Y/N started stirring awake, slowly but surely. I continued shaking him until I heard him make a noise. He yawned, and rubbed his eyes, looking up at me.

"Weiss?..." He asked in a tired voice.

I gave a small smile, and spoke to him in a soft voice,

"Yeah... Come on, it's time to wake up."

He looked away from me and sat up, letting out a huff.

"Am I that hungover that I'm seeing things...?" He mumbled to himself, looking back towards me.

(Y/N POV)

I looked back towards what I thought was just a hallucination due to me being extremely tired and hungover and rapidly blinked at it. As I slowly started becoming more aware, I realized I wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. She was really here, in my room.

What's she doing here so early in the morning? And why does it look like she just woke up?

I observed her closely. She was wearing her nightwear, which was just an oversized hoodie and some shorts. Her hair was let down and messy, compared to her normal high ponytail. She was lightly blushing.

"You're not seeing things, you dunce!" Weiss shouted at me, knocking me out of my trance.

"And stop staring, perv!" She continued.