𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗧𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗿 [ʀᴡʙʏ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ]

Chapter 49

Klaus POV
(Fluff Alert)

The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the window, casting soft golden hues across the room. My eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the gentle light. I felt strangely comfortable—too comfortable, actually.

As I shifted slightly, I realized why.

Weiss was curled up beside me, still deep in sleep, her soft breaths barely audible. Her arms were wrapped around my own, hugging it tightly against her chest. The moment I became aware of this, my entire body stiffened.

As Weiss shifted above me, something finally clicked in my head. My eyes trailed down, and that's when I noticed—she wasn't wearing her usual nightgown or anything fancy.

She was wearing my T-shirt.

The loose fabric draped over her, far too big for her petite frame. The collar hung slightly off one shoulder, revealing a teasing glimpse of her smooth, pale skin. The sight made my heart skip a beat.

I swallowed hard. Okay. Stay calm. Don't move too fast.

I tried to gently pull my arm free, but Weiss only responded by hugging it tighter, nuzzling into it with a soft sigh. My heart skipped a beat. Oh no.

part of me debated whether to just close my eyes and pretend I was still asleep—maybe she'd wake up first and let go before things got any more awkward. But before I could make a decision, Weiss stirred.

Her eyes fluttered open slowly, still hazy with sleep. For a moment, she just stared at me, her mind clearly still waking up. Then, realization hit.

Weiss: "...!"

Her face turned bright red as she immediately released my arm, sitting up in a flash. 

Weiss: "I—I wasn't—That was just because I was asleep!" 

She stammered, brushing her hair back in a desperate attempt to regain composure. I smiled, still feeling the lingering warmth on my arm. 

Klaus: "Sure," 

I said, my voice teasing. Weiss shot me a glare, clearly flustered. 

Weiss: "Don't you dare make a big deal out of this."

Klaus: "Too late."

I chuckled, stretching as I finally sat up. She groaned, covering her face with her hands. I couldn't help but laugh softly.

Weiss: "I should've just stayed asleep..."

Klaus: "Well, it was nice while it lasted."

 Weiss: "You're insufferable."

Weiss peeked through her fingers, her glare less intense now—more embarrassed than anything. I just smiled. 

Klaus: "And you're adorable when you sleep."

She grabbed a pillow and smacked me with it. Weiss turned her head away, her face still tinged with red. That shy reaction only made me bolder. Before she could react, I gently pushed her back onto the bed, leaning over her slightly. Her eyes widened in surprise, her breath hitching.

Klaus: "You're really cute when you're flustered, you know that?"

Weiss: "K-Klaus! What are you doing?"

She sputtered, gripping the blanket as she looked up at me. I smirked, leaning just a little closer. 

Klaus: "Just getting my revenge for that hug earlier. You wouldn't let go of me, so it's only fair, right?"