Burning Desire Yang x Male Reader

Burning Desire Yang x Male Reader Part 4

**GRAPHIC THEME WARNING, death, suicide, and depression, violence**

A/n: Part 4 is here!!!

Yang and (y/n) were walking towards the gate of Beacon until a thought popped into Yang's head.

Yang: Hey um...(Y/n)?

(Y/n): Yeah?

Yang: How're we going to get to Vale?

(Y/n) literally dug his feet into the ground his eyes widening at his stupidity.

(Y/n): Can't we take your motorcycle?

Yang: It's kinda out of gas.

(Y/n): Hmm... Puts hand on chin* I got it to wait right here.

Yang: Umm ok.

You run back to the RWBY dorm and return moments later, Yang's eyes widen as she beholds the sight before her, you were on a Honda Interceptor, at that moment she went into full-on fangirl mode.

Yang: Oh my gosh, you had this on you, the whole time, why didn't you tell me?

(Y/n): Woah, Yang slowdown.

Yang: Sorry, it's just that it's so cool.

(Y/n): Thanks, so...You coming?

Yang: You mean...I...get to...ride on it?

(Y/n): Um... Yeah, you got a better way of getting into Vale?

When you said this she got giddy, and by giddy I mean really giddy.

You hand her a helmet she puts it on and jumps on the (Motorcycle name).

Yang: Alright let's go.

(Y/n): Hold on.

You rev up the engine and head towards Vale.

Yang: Go faster.

(Y/n): You got it.

You go top speed tightly cutting through turns, and probably getting over a dozen traffic violations.

You stop in front of a restaurant, took off your helmet, and got off the Harley Davidson, you turn to Yang.

(Y/n): You coming?

Yang: Y-Yeah.

(Y/n): *Sigh* Okay what's wrong?

Yang: Huh? Nothing's wrong.

(Y/n): Right, and Ruby hates cookies, you can tell me what's up.

Yang: Fine it's just this place is just too...

(Y/n): Fancy?

Yang: Yeah.

(Y/n): And you're worried you're underdressed or something.

She nods and hangs her head, her blonde bangs covering a majority of her eyes, you approach her and place your hand on her head, she looks up at you.

(Y/n): If anyone says there's something wrong with you or the way you dress, I'll break their legs.

She laughs and takes your hand from her head.

Yang: Thanks...Nora.

(Y/n): Boop.

You poke her on the nose, and fold your arm as an invitation inside, she smiles and latches onto your arm, and you walk inside.