♡ Bliss ⚬ RWBY Bumbleby High School AU ♡

4 ⚬ Experience (Yang POV)

I dedicate this chapter to mishisnotonfire , for giving me the motivation to write it.

I'm not usually one to wake up early, but my nervousness isn't giving me a choice. I still have 2 hours before I'm supposed to leave school, and the sun is just barely coming up. It's golden rays peek through my curtains and shine on the wooden floor. I lay like a blob on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Or perhaps I should say a blob that happens to be madly in love with Blake. I'm here, in the same house we made tuna in and kissed in and had fun in......

Hearing her name in my head makes my chest ache. I'm afraid what happened on Friday was a mistake. I'm afraid I might have done something wrong and now Blake won't want to be with me, much less be my friend. Sure, she was the first one to lean in, but... I was the one that took things... further.

The way we melted into each other, the way she would smile and softly giggle... god, the way she made me feel-- it must be illegal. But if she was happy when it happened, then why am I so worried? I sigh. Nothing makes sense. But then again, does love makes sense?

I creep into the kitchen with my phone and a fuzzy green pillow. The last thing I want right now is to deal with a grumpy, tired Ruby. I wonder what she did during her sleepover. Nothing like what I did, hopefully. She's still small, though she doesn't like to be called so.

In hopes of relieving my nerves, I shoot Blake a text.

Hey, I'm glad we got to hang out this weekend ☺️

Immediately after I send it, Blake starts to type. I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack.

Yeah, me too ❤

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"Hi Yang." Blake says as we pass in the hall.

"Hey Blake." I say back. I haven't had a chance to talk to her at all today, since I was, believe it or not, to late to school to hang out with her. Someone was still tired from pulling an all nighter to binge watch god knows what.

I'm the last to walk into my class. My math teacher gives me a dirty look, but I don't really care. I find my seat and plop down my stuff. It's not like I'm going to use any of the algebra crap they teach us in school later on anyway; I'm planning on joining the military and protecting Remnant. You don't have time to think of half the diameter of a circle times pi when you're on the battlefield, do you?

"You don't seem to care much about any of this." The girl sitting in front of me comments, smiling furtively.

"No," I reply, suspicious of her suddenly talking to me.

"I don't either. I've got plenty other things to think about."

She winks.

Woah, okay then. I'd never suspected the chic sitting in front of me to be crushing on me, but then again I've never really paid attention to her. This gives me a little pang of guilt, especially since the reason why is Blake.

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Lunch.

I find Blake, give her a quick hug, and ask her how her day has been.

"Good, I guess."

There's silence. She takes my hand, mumbles something about being away from others, and leads me to an unoccupied bathroom. She then hops up onto the sink and stares down at the grimy floor.

"So, Blake..."

"You want to talk about what happened in Friday right?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry Yang. I didn't mean to start something you might not have wanted to do-- and I really, really hope you don't want to stop being my friend because, god, you're the only good friend I've had in a while, and you know I don't mind being just friends if you want to forget what happened....."

Holy shit, this girl is more nervous than I am.

"Blake, please calm down..."

"So you don't want to be with me."

"God, no, please don't say that. I didn't say that. And believe me when I say I really loved what happened that night, just like I love you. I want to be with you, Blake."

"Are you sure? You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"

"Yes, I'm sure!"

"Sorry, I'm overreacting. I guess I'm just scared... you seem so... experienced."

"I guess you could say I'm a bit experienced. But don't let that get to your head, you're adorable and seem just as experienced as me." I say, jokingly. Is that too cocky sounding? I don't want to make her dislike me....

She blushes, and looks so cute doing it that I just can't stop myself. I lean in and kiss her. At first, she's timid. But then she gets more into it, and the the air becomes fiery and desperate.

Blake hops off the sink and we make our way into a bathroom stall. Somehow she shuts the stall door behind us. That clever little slut.

Haha, kidding.

Suddenly the bathroom door opens. We pull away from each other as fast as possible and Blake jumps on top of the toilet. From the number of footsteps, I assume it's a group of 3 or 4 girls.

"Hey is someone in here?" One of them says.

"Y-yeah." I say, my words rushed and nervous. The girls giggle. Blake looks at me with worry.

"Oh, sorry. Are you, like, okay? We heard a weird noise."

"Sorry, I just dropped something."

"Cool." More giggling.

I look up at the beautiful girl squatting on the toilet. She rolls her eyes, and it's kind of hot.

"K, well I guess we'll go." The same chic says. She and her buddies shuffle out of the bathroom, muttering words I can't make out. It doesn't really matter. I'm just glad they left.

I hurriedly kiss Blake one last time and then say, "I guess we should go."

"I guess so." She says, smiling in a sad way.

".."

"...."

"......"

"Yang?"

"..Yeah?"

"Can I call you my girlfriend?"

"Yea. Definitely."

A/N: If you've stuck with me for this long, thank you. It means the world to me. I tried getting this out extra fast for the few of you I may still have reading, so I'm sorry if it's got a couple more typos than normal. Once again, thank you for reading. I might have this be the last chapter, but if you want me to end it more formally just comment and tell me. Have a lovely day/night! <3