7So… uh… hey? I am so sorry, really really sorry. No excuses, this huge gap in posting is me just being lazy. I got a new job and I couldn't feel the passion to write anymore. I am working on it. I know that it doesn't inspire confidence with my track record. But I want to have the next chapter of Out of this World out by mid-July. So while I don't want to promise anything. Look out for it at least. That means you Titan, it's still your story they're reacting to!
So this, for now, is a tiny, teeny Lancaster one-shot based off a webcomic. It has a story planned(Which wont copy the Comics, I can sometimes be original!) but till I get the next chapter of my other story, this won't even get worked on. I just had to get the creative juices pumping again and have something to give as an apology for the wait! So without further ado, enjoy!
"How in the Brothers name did I get here?" Jaune whimpered.
You see, Jaune had found himself in a particularly bad situation, the kind of situation that leads to being beaten by a blonde fistfighter within an inch of his life. He was laying on a bed, Rather comfortable to be honest, in a purple swirling void that he could barely make out over her shoulder. Who's shoulder? The source of his fears, young Ruby Rose.
She had her head buried in his neck and arms holding him in an asleep bear hug. Admitting to himself he liked his best friend pressed up against him would lead to awkward thoughts when he woke up from… a dream? It felt too real but he did remember falling asleep in his bed. So it must be a dream. With some guilt and assuring himself it was a dream one more time, he peeked down at her sleeping face and pajamas. Drool was running down her chin and her top had bunched up to show her stomach. He could make out her leg draped over his before his face was too red to continue looking.
He shot his gaze back to the headboard when he saw that she was toned. That was so not fair, he shouldn't have the same look as the fifteen-year-old girl. Poking away the thought that it was kinda hot he grumbled to himself "Gods damn it Rubes, couldn't let me keep my pride even in my dreams."
He quickly looked around and realized the best idea was to just fall back to sleep. He nervously put an arm over her waist before hesitating. "It's no big deal. just a dream jaune, get comfy and go back to sleep." He fully wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into him. He could smell strawberries and roses from her hair. He pushed his nose into her hair before realizing how creepy that was. Lucky this was a dream and not real… right?
"Friends cuddle right? This is normal… I think?" He thought about as he drifted off to sleep, comfier then he had ever been while sleeping at Beacon.
Ruby squeaked into the chest she was snuggled against. She was cuddling Jaune! How had she gotten into his bed? Wriggling in his grasp, she could make out the environment which made her blink. What in Zwei's fuzzy butt was going on? The purple void stared back, finding nothing changing and feeling Jaune tug her back into him, she surrendered and let herself get pulled back down.
"Right! Of course, you're just dreaming." Ruby rambled into the chest which was super comfy and annoying cause why would she dream of Jaune without a shirt?! "Dreaming of snuggling your best friend, no big deal, your a big girl and can totally roll with it." She rolled herself around so her back was pressed into him, finding it rather comfy being the little spoon.
"Haven't slept with Yang since I was nine," Ruby said closing her eyes and pushing back into him. "Maybe I just miss cuddling someone? And I chose Vomit Boy. Your dorky, clumsy, muscular, kinda attractive… Bad Ruby Bad!" Ruby shook her head violently to clear her head of such FILTH! Her eyes drooped, feeling the urge to sleep. "I'll have to get a stuffed Beowulf to sleep with."
Finally Ruby dosed off into the comfort of a good snuggle, Sleeping the comfiest sleep she had since arriving at Beacon.
