Finally. Fiiiiiiiiinally. I got part 2 done. I hope y'all's enjoy!

This was an interesting write. Then again, Ren and Nora are interesting people. Which we need more of.

A LOT more of.

Enjoy.

"Renny?"

"Yes Nora?"

"Hi." With that, she poked him on the nose and shot under the covers.

"What are you doing down there?"

"It's cold."

"Well it was your idea to open the window. You were burning up five minutes ago."

Nora popped her head back up out from under the blankets to stick her tongue out at Ren. "And now, I'm freezing!"

"Fine." Ren moved to climb out of bed, but was stopped as Nora grabbed his shoulder to pull him back.

"I'm already cold and now my living breathing body pillow of absolute warmth is gonna leave me!"

"I'm just gonna close the w-"

"Nuuuuuuuuuu." She reached up to drag him backwards, wrapping her arms around him and clinging close, not wanting to release her favorite source of warmth to the horrors of the other side of the room.

"Ok, ok. Fine. I'll stay," he conceded, raising his hands in mock surrender. Ren slid back under the cover, extending an arm to pull Nora close while she leaned in close to snuggle up to him in a tight embrace.

"Thanks, Renny. You're the best."

"Because there's someone worth being the best for."

And thus, Ren was content with lying there, his arm around his partner with her head resting on his chest, smiling as she nuzzled up against him with a soft sigh of appreciation. It was nice, to say the least, he mused. With Nora by his side, his eyes drooping slowly, there was no greater wish of his than to stay this way for all eternity.

Until the door opened, that is.

And someone stepped through.

Humming absentmindedly to himself Jaune Arc strolled through the room, throwing his duffel bag casually on the floor and stretching out with an exaggerated yawn.

Ren looked over at Nora with a panicked expression, to which she returned, as the former slowly slid further under the covers as stealthily as he could.

"Hey Pyrrha, aren't ya coming in?" Jaune called out behind him, prompting a reply from out in the hall from his partner.

"Oh, you got stuff to do? Gotcha, I'm gonna grab a quick nap before dinner. Good training session though Pyrrha!" He looked over the room, cocking his head in confusion. "Why's it so dark in here? And who left the window open?"

Oh no. Nononononono how do we get out of this?

Nora too slid under the covers, with only her eyes peeking out wide with trepidation, as Jaune turned and made his way towards-

Wait. Why's he headed over here?

Indeed, Jaune was ambling slowly towards the couple, shrugging off his armor and casually tossing it to the side. He then proceeded to yank the blanket from the bed-

"HGUYAHHH!"

Blue eyes widened in shock as turquoise and magenta glared back in mortification.

WHY'D HE DO THAT?

Nora's mind exploded with indignation at being interrupted at such an inopportune moment. If her mind was this crazy at this time, Ren's normally composed mind must be running full damage control at this point in time, to say the least.

DOESN'T HE KNOW THIS IS OUR SIDE OF THE…oh damn it all…

In their haste, Ren and Nora hadn't paid attention to anything but themselves… as they had staggered into Jaune's bed by mistake, rather than one of their own.

The aforementioned Huntsman, with a look of revulsion unmatched in all of Vale, backpedaled frantically, screaming in an incredibly high pitched tone as he attempted a beeline towards the door.

"PYRRHA! NO! OH DUST NO DON'T COME IN HERE! IT'S AAAAAAAAIIII-"

In his rush to flee the terrifically awkward situation, Jaune had smashed into and tripped over his pack on the floor, screaming and flailing on the way down and knocking himself unconscious. Ren and Nora still lay there, one jerking the cover back over himself and scooting flush to the wall, with only his eyes peeking out to watch in absolute terror, while the other sat with her hand clasped over her mouth, recoiling with a start as Jaune ploughed into the ground.

And there they lay, one unconscious, one cringing under the covers, and one substantially less covered, laughing in spite of herself.

"R-Ren? Did Jaune just die in front of us?"

Rather than reply, contented himself with shrinking deeper into the mass of blankets like a shameful turtle.

"Oh come on Renny, we gotta see if he's-"

BLAM.

The door exploded off its hinges, and into the room streamed Yang Xiao Long, followed by the rest of Team RWBY, weapons drawn, faces grim with determination.

"We heard some girl screaming! What's going on in here!?" Yang had marched further into the room, gauntlets raised and ready to strike. Surveying the room, her eyes settled upon Jaune, sprawled unconscious, over to the split backpack that had tripped on, and over onto the bed with-

Clang.

Weiss had dropped her rapier with a resounding clatter, shooting her arm out over Ruby's eyes, while Blake had recoiled suddenly at the sight, her awkward blush violently obvious even in the dim light as she backpedaled furiously back out the door. The room fell quiet, broken only by the scuffling sounds of Ruby trying to remove Weiss's hand from over her eyes.

Undeterred, Yang continued on, her eyes fading from a combat ready red to their usual lilac shade as she relaxed. "Oh hey guys, what's up? You wouldn't know what happened to Jaune, eh? He looks kinda… um… dead."

Nora opened her mouth to speak, but was abruptly cut off by Ren scooting quickly over to drape the blanket over her form, pulling her away from the newcomers.

Getting no response from the two, Yang simply shrugged, backing towards the door in an absolutely nonchalant manner that belied the sheer awkwardness of the situation. "Well guys, we just wanted to make sure everything was all right. Sorry 'bout the door though, hope we didn't give you guys too much Yang-xiety."

"Boooooo." Ruby had piped up, expressing her disapproval of the pun. "But Weiss, what's going o-"

"Shhhhh. You do NOT want to know." Weiss had held her hand firm over her partner's eyes, despite her ongoing efforts to sneak a peek. She sighed, beckoning Ruby back out of the room. "I'll tell you later, Ruby. I'll get you some cookies after dinner to make up for it."

"Chocolate chip?"

"Yes."

Yang, still oddly unperturbed by the situation, turned to follow her teammates out.

"Well guys, it's been fun, but I got a hot date with some fried chicken tonight! She waved goodbye and stepped out, stopping momentarily to bend down and grab Jaune's legs, dragging him out of the room.

The room was once again quiet, with only the sound of Ruby clamoring for Weiss for information on the incident.

Nora reached over, giving the huddle of blankets a good smack. "Oh Renny. It's absolutely safe now."

"…?"

"It's safe, they're gone…" With that, she yanked the blanket away from Ren, eliciting a loud squeak. "Buuut yeah. That was awkward.

Ren, again, had no response, simply staring at the wall with vacant eyes. Nora was about to open her mouth to speak again when as if summoned by the demons of unluckiness, Yang casually strolled back in through the blasted doorway.

"You guys headed to dinner? Or you guys having too much fun?"

"…"

"Well, ok then. Don't say I didn't ask."

And with that, she hoisted the door off from its resting place on the floor and muscled it back into the frame.

"Welp, that's that. See you at dinner though! Although, I don't know if Ren's gonna come, it looks like he's already had plenty to eat." And with a wink, she slipped back out into the hallway, plunging the room deeper into a miasma of awkwardness. From out in the hall drifted Yang's singsong voice. "Oh Pyrrha…."

The completely catatonic couple sat there, stewing in the suddenly thickened atmosphere. It was quite a while before Nora began to laugh, nervously, her face now as red as Ruby's hood. Conversely, Ren glanced over, his face devoid of color.

"Um…Nora… Should we get dinner or something? Move on from this?"

"Renny?"

"…?"

"You look like a ghost." And with that, she reached out with a shaking hand and poked him on the nose. "Boop."

A shadow of a smile flickered across Ren's ashen face as he shrugged the blankets off and snatched his discarded tunic from the floor, eager to cover himself in case of further… mishaps. Nora followed suit, grabbing her clothes as well and quickly dressing.

"Ren? Let's get dinner alone. I don't wanna have to explain it to Pyrrha…" She shuddered as the thought of such a conversation popped into her head like Yang popping hers into awkward situations.

"I don't think we should be trusted alone anymore."

Nora stifled a snort. "We? Whose bright idea was this?"

"Technically yours."

"…Fair enough. But you liked it."

"Way too much." With that, his smile grew a little. A bit of levity did help in situations such as these. "But Nora?"

"Yes Ren?"

"If we're eating in the cafeteria, we're sitting far away from Team RWBY." He stood up, smoothing out the wrinkles on his sleeve the best he could. "Ready?"

"For food, yep. To never hear the end of it from Yang, nope."

Ren grimaced. "Oof. Let's get going already." With that, made for the door, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Turning back with a questioning look, he came face to face with yet another one of Nora's playful smirks.

"Oh, don't look at me like that."

"But Reeeeeeeeeeeen. I think you're forgetting something."

"I made sure to close the window and… um… clean up the room."

Her smile only grew. "With you, it's almost worse than talking to Jaune half the time. Ren," she exclaimed pointedly.

"Nora, what did I forget this time?"

"Need a reminder?"

With that, Nora stepped in close again, resting her hands on his hips, beaming up at her partner with that smile… yet again.

"Nora, no."

"Oh, Ren… So serious, aren't ya?" She shook her head with a wry smile, stepping up on her tiptoes and fixing him with an expecting gaze. With that, Ren closed the distance, enveloping the girl in a close embrace, and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before slowly descending to let their lips meet again.

"Nora, yes," she trilled.

"So that's what I forgot?" Ren swayed Nora from side to side, the color finally back in his cheeks again.

"Yep. Silly."

Once again, Ren leaned forward and with his arms around her, let Nora bury her face in his shoulder as he rested his chin on hers, holding her close, and for a momen-

"Mmmmph fhrgrrrt srrrrrg."

"English, Nora. Use your words."

Raising her head momentarily from her comfy burrow in Ren's shoulder, Nora quipped up before reburying her face in warmth and coziness.

"You're forgetting something."

"Hmm?"

"What's for dinner today, Renny?" She slowly slipped from Ren's arms as he looked up in interest, and rushed to the door, bubbling with anticipation.

"I don't know…? Whatever they usually have Saturday nights-"

"OHMIGOSH IT'S PANCAKE NIGHT!" And with that, Nora launched herself out the door, sending its blasted remains thundering back to the floor as she burst into the hall in a flurry of unbridled desire for syrupy goodness.

Pancake… night?

Slowly, Ren climbed back into the bed, grabbed the covers, and pulled them over himself, shrouding himself in darkness, defeated at the notion that he, yet again, was about to be dragged back into the sticky depths of pancake hell.

"Oh, son of a..."

Bad Renora. Bad bad Renora. You awful people.

Thanks for reading!