Birds of a Feather

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FReader X RWBY Male. Two in a row!

You had been dumbed, shot at, blown up, heart broken and all around one of the biggest messes known to you or your entire family, or the world, you really didn't care anymore. Things would just never go your way and quite frankly, it was getting hard to live with. Some called it a rut in life, you just called it life itself. You have depressed for years and thus wondered into some random, low down bar far from most of civilization in an old abandoned Mistral town.

The place was rugged and worn down completely and didn't look like anyone could live here. Yet, they all do. You had been a huntress for a few years so you knew when trouble when you saw it. While you could easily tell this place could be a walking hell on earth, you couldn't let that stop you or bother you at all. Besides, you had already been through hell and were still deep down into it. As you walked into a bar, you got a few stares here and there, but that didn't matter.

You walked right up to the bar itself and took a seat.

Bartender: Well? What do you want?

(Y/N): Icy Hot, on the rocks.

The Bartender nodded and got you a large mug and poured you the drink. You grabbed the mug and began to chug the mug and got half way through the glass within a single swig. You released a burped and continued to drink the alcohol. After your mug was finished within a few short swigs, you slammed it down onto the counter and asked for another one. While you were drinking, you could feel someone was watching you. Rather than enact, you let it go. However, the person wondered over to you and sat down beside you.

Patron: Hey. You look like a tough cookie.

(Y/N): Get lost!

Patron: Just trying to start a conversation.

(Y/N): And I'm trying to end it. Get lost!

The man seemed to get more and more annoyed and grabbed your shoulder and turned you back to him.

Patron: HEY! I'm talking to-

You grabbed your empty mug and slammed it into the face of the man. The man stumbled back and into another, more slim, person. The slim person grabbed the man and threw a punch in their face and knocked them out. You went back to your drink as the slim man walked over and sat down besides you.

(Y/N): What, you going to try and get with me too?

???: Far from it. Based on what I just witnessed, I don't think I'd last that long. Then again, watching you in action again is also something.

(Y/N): Again? You don't know me at all.

???: (Y/N) (L/N). Age 26. Graduated from Beacon Academy five years ago.

(Y/N): And you are?

Qrow: Qrow Branwen.

(Y/N): Q-Qrow?

Qrow: Hey, (Y/N). Good to see you again.

(Y/N): Y-Yeah. Likewise.

Qrow: So, how have things been? Anything of interesting to note?

(Y/N): Not really. (To Bartender) Another!

Qrow: I'll have the same!

The Bartender nodded and got a few drinks for both you and Qrow. You two drank here and there and began to talk about various things. Life outside of Beacon, your teams, team breakups, missions, Ozpin, everything you could really think about you talked about. However, as you both talked, you could barely hear what Qrow was asking but as he said his question again, you heard it loud and clear.

(Y/N): Fern? Oh, he-a-he kinda left me. (Hiccup and laughs) That's just me, am I right, Qrowy. Always getting into the shit stain that is life. Yippy! I'm the fucking BEST!

You gave off a drunken laugh and fell out of your seat. Qrow quickly caught you and picked you back up. You looked at Qrow and gave another drunken smile.

(Y/N): (Drunkenly) You're hot!

Qrow: Yeah, yeah. I know. Let's go.

Qrow wrapped your arm around his shoulder and proceeded to walk out of the bar. He slowly guided you back to his hotel room he was staying and laid you down on the bed.

(Y/N): Qrow...how's Robin doing?

Qrow: Robin...she, she cheated on me.

You bursted out into drunken laughter quickly. Qrow looked on, not in anger, but in both shock and with a smile on his face.

Qrow: Yeah. It is pretty pathetic.

(Y/N): Y-Yeah, she was! (Hiccup) Y-you're hot! Sh-she didn't deserve you.

You burped again and continued to laugh up a storm. Qrow raised an eyebrow in confusion while you kept laughing up a storm. You got off of the bed and grabbed Qrow's hand.

(Y/N): Come on! (Hiccups) Let's get you DRUNK!

Qrow: Uh, I'm good (Y/N). Better make sure you get some rest!

(Y/N): No! Ours exes left us! I want drunk sex!

Qrow: (Y/N)?

(Y/N): I-I want-(begins to cry) I want to be happy!

You began to bawl your eyes out. Qrow looked on in your depressed and drunken state with sadness. He didn't say anything but grabbed you and carried you back to the bed and set you down on it. Qrow sat on the bed with you and held you close. You, meanwhile, were using his chest and shirt as a tool to cry into. He patted your back to try and calm you down all while your entire emotional state came crashing down upon you and Qrow. Qrow, meanwhile held onto you, not caring about the results.

Qrow: (Y/N), I'm so sorry.

(Y/N): It's-it's ok. I deserve this.

Qrow: Bullshit! You are amazing!

You and Qrow looked at one another. Some many feelings passed by through you each of you. Suddenly, nothing else in the world truly mattered to either of you. You both closed in and kissed one another, finally feeling something other than depression for once in your life. Nothing else in your life mattered other than this moment with one another. You eventually kissed Qrow with enough force to push him back down onto the bed. Then your world went black.

You slowly began to open your eyes as you let the sunlight hit your face directly. You smacked your lips as a massive headache hit you dead on. You groaned a bit and tired to sit up, but something was keeping you in place. You then noticed the feeling was arms and you felt someone breath along you neck and back. You glanced back and saw you were in bed with Qrow, both of you completely naked.

He too, opened his eyes and met your gaze with a smile. Then he let reality set in and his eyes widened.

Qrow: Oh, God. I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to! I just-

(Y/N): Qrow! It's ok!

Qrow: No it's not!

(Y/N): So I really am the mistake everyone thinks I am?!

Qrow: NO! I meant everything I said last night!

(Y/N): So did I!

The entire room went silent. Neither of you had the guts to move or even say anything. You both stared at one another. You coughed to end the silence.

(Y/N): After this hangover, maybe we could...go out tonight? Like...maybe a d-

Qrow: (Y/N). I would love to!

You both smiled at one another, hugged and fell back onto the bed and went back to sleep. 

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