To mend what is broken (RWBY x father reader)

21-Finally mending what was broken

Velvet's p.o.v.

This has been the scariest few days since Noir was hospitalized. I wasn't told much on the whole situation. Just that during the kidnapping, he was impaled in the middle of a fight that was close enough to scrape his spine. Understandably, I was worried beyond reason. More understandably,  Professor (l/n) was unreasonably worried.

While I'm heading over to visit Noir in the hospital, (y/n) never left his son's side once. Never showing up to Beacon to teach classes the whole time. I heard talk that Ozpin argued with him about this, but lost when (y/n) mentioned something about four girls. I'm not sure what that meant or if that's true, but Ozpin ended up letting him stay with his son until he finally recovered.

Anyway, during visiting hours, I walk to Noir's hospital room and soon hear some laughter behind the door. Knocking, I hear what sounds like both Noir and (y/n) say "come in" at the same time. Walking in, I see Noir laying in bed. (Y/n) sitting in a chair close by.

Noir: Hi, Velvet!

(Y/n): Sup, kiddo.

Velvet: Hi. Sorry I'm a little late, Coco wanted to make sure I brought this.

I reach into my pocket and pull out a card. Handing it to Noir, he gives it a quizzical look and soon opens it. Inside is a generic text saying "get well soon" with names from both students and teachers written all over it.

Noir: Awww, that's actually sweet.

(Y/n): Would have been sweeter if there was a twenty stashed inside. But, I guess the love and support from those that care is good too.

Noir: Seriously, dad?

(Y/n): What? Nothing wrong with having more Lien.

Noir: We're sitting on forty million Lien back in Vacuo.

(Y/n): SSSSHHHH!!! Don't say that out loud! If these white coat leeches catch wind of that, they'll bleed us dry on the medical bill!

Noir rolls his eyes to his dad's quiet outburst. I just stand there, not knowing how to react to this whole transaction. (Y/n) looks at me and notices my confusion.

(Y/n): Velvet, if you're gonna be sticking around with Noir, you're going to need to get used to a lot of weird shit from us. Most of which involves swearing.

He lets out a chuckle as he says that. As that dies down, he quickly glances over my shoulder. Immediately, his happy demeanor faulters just a little. Noir notices and soon looks at the door. His face quickly turns to a dull expression. Confused, I turn around to see what was going on. Standing at the door is Blake, looking somewhat hesitant.

Velvet: Oh. Hi, Blake.

During a previous visit, I was told the whole story between Noir and Blake. After hearing that, at first I was confused. Than followed with actual anger towards her. However, aftering hearing how she reacted to Noir's injury, followed by how she was during school, I felt like she might be worried for him. Almost like an actual sibling...

Blake: H-hi.

(Y/n): Blake.

Noir:...

The once jolly atmosphere in the room soon changes to that of tension. I hear (y/n) clear his throat as he stands up.

(Y/n): "ahem" Velvet, I think it'd be a good idea to give these two a moment to talk.

Looking back at him, he quickly ushers me past Blake as we exit the room. Once we leave, he close the door and immediately holds his ear up to it.