Drabble I wrote in the RWBY RoseGarden discord (cuz I’m an idiot):
Ruby knocked on his door before entering, swallowing the butterflies in her stomach. She needed to do this. When she entered, Oscar looked up from his bed where he was sitting upright, reading. “Hey Oscar,” Ruby said, feigning chipperness as she shut the door behind her. Oscar’s eyes briefly flickered to her hands that she was wringing by her stomach, and his brow instantly furrowed.
“Ruby!” he replied, though she could hear the strained attempt at normalcy as well, “what’s up?”
“I...” Ruby said, once again swallowing, “I have something that’s been bothering me for a while—like, a year now—but I didn’t really get the chance to ask because Oz was gone.” She tried not to notice the way his face fell as he realized she wasn’t actually here for him, but her heart ached nonetheless. “I—um”—her face heated up at the stupidity of it all—“I have a question.”
Oscar put down the book in his hands and moved to the edge of his bed, giving Ruby his full attention. He really was too good to her. “Well, let’s hear it.” His voice was as strained as the smile on his face, and Ruby’s heart hurt even more. She sighed as her body practically moved without her telling it to, coming and sitting next to Oscar on the edge of the bed. She’d accidentally left a little less space between them than most would find acceptable, but she didn’t mind with Oscar. He stiffened a bit, but Ruby put her hand on his forearm.
“You can maintain control if you’d like,” she assured, “I’d actually kind of prefer it.” He blinked, looking genuinely surprised, as the perpetual blush in his cheeks deepened. “But I was just thinking about the vision Jinn showed us, back in the snow, when Oz...” She paused when he flinched. “A-anyway, and one of the ‘incarnations’ (I don’t know what to call them) had a family, if you remember. Something I noticed was that one of the kids had silver eyes. And I know it’s kind of rare, so...” Ruby took a breath, feeling the anxiety in herself bubble. “I-is Oz my ancestor?”
The silence was deafening. That is, until Ruby noticed Oscar’s shoulders shaking and a muffled chuckle erupted from him, followed by howling laughter. “I’m serious!” Ruby shrieked, elbowing him hard. “I don’t want you to have my ancestor in my head! That would just be weird, because I—“ She stopped herself just short of saying perhaps the deepest kept secret from Oscar she had: her feelings. Oscar’s laughter finally died down.
“No,” he said, wiping away a tear, “Oz never inhabited one of your ancestors. At least, not to his knowledge.” Oscar took in a breath and calmed his tone. “The man you saw was named Diggs, and he was actually an ancestor of Maria.” Ruby made a noise of pleasant surprise, trying to stifle her giddy relief. “It was a rather sweet experience, when I first saw her. I felt Digg’s presence in the back of my head, but I didn’t even know it was him yet.” His eyes drifted forward, as if he were looking at something very far away. “Nostalgia, with a mix of familiar love. I knew it wasn’t mine, but... that didn’t stop me from being drawn to her.” Ruby smiled at that. Oscar and Maria’s relationship was truly something to be jealous of. Even Ruby’s relationship with her mentor wasn’t as friendly or secure as Oscar’s. At first, she had thought it was just the deep rooted politeness he often exhibited, but now it made even more sense.
“And besides,” Oscar said, “if you were, you would be the descendant of *Diggs,* not Oz.” His hand moved to hers and grabbed the back, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I’ve come to learn that each incarnation really was his own person. Even myself, and I have you to thank for that, Ruby. So, thank you.” Ruby saw the determination in his eyes—the admiration. Her heart both pounded and melted, and she felt her ears heat up. Geez, not again. There was something about the way he looked at her that made her all giddy and excited inside. Her stomach twisted, her lungs squeezed, and her brain just generally stopped.
She was snapped out of her feelings when Oscar’s hand moved away from hers, and he broke their eye contact that lasted far too long. “Is there anything else I can help you with?” he asked, not quite meeting her eyes. Ruby blinked, internally debating. Her mind was saying one thing, but her heart another; it was all very confusing, but exciting. “R-Ruby?” he questioned, his brow furrowing again with worry. “Are you okay?”
She gave him a smile that could have melted ice itself. “Yep!” she declared, and she wasn’t lying. Knowing that Oscar didn’t have one of her ancestors in his head put her heart at ease. Why? She may never know. When she saw Oscar raise an eyebrow, she smirked again, and reached for his book. Then she scooted back into the bed and sat against the bedpost, crossing her outstretched legs and opening the pages where his bookmark lay. “Whatcha reading?” she teased, briefly glancing up at him.
“Hey,” he chuckled, crawling to come sit next to her by the head of the bed. “What I read is up to me. I don’t need your judgement.”
“Fairytales?” Ruby asked, raising at eyebrow as she read the heading for the next chapter. “The Girl Who Fell Through the World?”
“Y-yeah,” he said, taking the book off her hands, “I used it to study how to get your team and Jaune back from... wherever you were.” There was a beat of silence as they remembered that dark time of separation. “But I got hooked and decided to read the whole thing, cover to cover. It’s been a while since I had.”
“Read it to me,” Ruby commanded, looping her arm around his and resting her head on his shoulder. He stiffened again, but relaxed after a second. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, and rather liked it. Heck, she just liked *him.*
“I-if you insist,” he squeaked, and Ruby stifled her giggle. He really was adorable. As he began reading, Ruby let her thoughts wander (she wasn’t as interested in the story as she was just being this close to Oscar and hearing his voice nearly whispering in her ear).
She was so glad to be back.
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