Blake, Yang, And You (Male reader X Blake OR X Yang)

The Beach: Day 2

The next morning Ruby and the others are enjoying the breakfast buffet provided by the hotel.

Ruby: This buffet is great! They have stuff here that even Beacon doesn't have.

Nora: (munch) Pancakes (munch) So good.

Blake: Hey, I don't see (y/n) anywhere.

Ruby: Now that you mention it, i haven't seen him at all this morning.

Pyrrha turns to Jaune.

Pyrrha: Is (y/n) still in the room?

Jaune: Actually i don't think he ever came to the room last night.

Ren: He didn't. I saw from our hotel room window that he made a fire on the beach. He must have slept there.

Nora: He slept outside?

Jaune: Guess he wanted to go camping a lot more than we thought.

Ruby: Oh, that explains why Yang headed to the beach this early.

Blake: What?

Ruby: Yeah, she left a little while ago. Right before breakfast.

Blake stands up and quickly heads for the hotel entrance.

Nora: Huh, should have seen that coming. Dibs on her breakfast burrito!

Blake exits the hotel and heads for the beach. She soon sees Yang sitting alone next to a campfire. She hurries over.

Blake: Yang.

Yang: Oh hey, you took you time getting here.

Blake: Where's (y/n)?

Yang: He's in the water.

Blake: The Water? He's swimming?

Yang: Fishing for breakfast.

Blake: Without a fishing pole?

Yang: That's what i said to him too. But, yeah.

Blake notices several sticks around the fire with fish bones covering most of them.

Blake: It looks like you both already had breakfast.

Yang: Actually he hasn't eaten yet. he was about to when i showed up and he offer me some fish.

Blake: You ate all of them?

Yang: Yeah haha, i kinda got carried away. They were really good.

Blake Alright then. I don't see him in the water though.

Yang: He's out there.

Blake: Anyway, what are you doing out here so early? and in your bikini.

Yang: To spend some time alone with (y/n) obviously. And i figured i'd wear my bikini for him.

Blake: And how's that been going?

Yang: Pretty much what you'd expect. Not a single look. Although i guess it's good to know he's not the type of guy only interested in women's bodies.

Blake: He never has seemed like that kind of guy. Makes me wonder why i was so worried about choosing a swimsuit.

Yang: Makes sense to me. Everyone wants to look good for the person they li-. . .oh! There he is. He's coming up.

You begin to slowly surface from under the water, carrying several large fish in your non- bandaged hand. Water droplets running down your chest as the morning sun reflects off the water.

Blake: (Blush) Oh. . . . oh my. . . .

Yang: (Blush) Oh yeah, that's it. That the money shot.

Blake turns to see Yang taking pictures of you.