Despite Ruby's want to be the big spoon, there was always something uniquely amazing about waking up as the little spoon.

For one, Ruby felt safe.

It was like the big scary world, with all of its horribleness was in a different reality while Pyrrha's muscled arms were wrapped around her, shielding her from it. As cliché as it sounded, Ruby couldn't quite recall the last time she had a nightmare when she was the little spoon.

…except that time I elbowed her in the face…

Ruby face went flush with embarrassment, as she thought back to a time when she woke up after nearly giving Pyrrha a bloody nose. But that hasn't happened since! …unless Pyrrha hasn't told me… It was hard for Ruby to imagine Pyrrha lying to her about something, even if it was merely by omission.

Wiggling around in Pyrrha's embrace, Ruby turned around to face her – the tall redhead's expression was utterly relaxed; no frustration or anxiety that sometimes marred it. She had the kind of expression that Ruby wished her better half always had. That was another thing; Ruby fell asleep almost immediately in Pyrrha's arms, and it was only at times like these that she woke up first.

What time is it? Ruby shifted to look over at the clock. The haze of semi-consciousness clung to her, making her take a few moments to figure out the analog clock – even with Nora's night light on …we aren't supposed to get up for another hour. She let out a small sigh before settling back into Pyrrha's arms.

There was another, far more… selfish reason that Ruby never quite minded being the little spoon, as much as it might seem. Those reasons took the form of the generous and soft – but firm - curves that her face was pressed up against… the kind of pillows that Pyrrha always pulled her against. The curves, that by nature of when Ruby was the big spoon, she didn't get to enjoy nearly as much.

They were only partly the reason that Ruby was more than content to simply stay in Pyrrha's arms, even though she knew sleep was not going to come back to her anytime soon.

It was only times like this that Ruby and Pyrrha got to spend time together without any distractions; no homework or teammates or classes to get in the way. Simply just them and nothing else. Nothing that could make them pull apart.

Basking in Pyrrha's warmth, silver eyes couldn't quite stay shut, no matter how content Ruby was… she had far too much energy and as such, her eyes wandered to her girlfriend's arms, the triceps marred with faint scars from numerous fights. Without thinking, Ruby idly started to trace the faded marks lightly with a finger.

Wait, that'll wake her up! With the realization, Ruby's hand jerked back as she went still, hoping that she hadn't woken up Pyrrha. Turning with the smallest possible motion, she looked at her champion's face, to see if her eyes were still closed.

Relief flooded her as the emerald eyes she so adored were still hidden from view, that was close-

Lips brushed against hers' in a lazy kiss.

"Mhmm… good morning Ruby," Pyrrha whispered after she pulled away.

"Morning…" Ruby mumbled, having been caught off-guard as silver met emerald. "Did I wake you up?"

The taller redhead shook her head. "I've been up since… an hour ago?" Pyrrha shrugged.

Ruby frowned. "Wait you've been up the whole time?"

Emerald eyes guiltily darted away from Ruby's. "I thought you might go back to sleep, so I didn't move…"

"Pyrrhaaa…." Yet there was no force behind her whine, as a smile was tugging at the corners of Ruby's lips. "Were you waiting just to kiss me?"

"…perhaps…"

Ruby stretched up, her lips pressing forcefully against the larger girl. Time stopped for the two until the smaller one pulled away, her breath ragged and erratic, as a huge dopey grin lit up Pyrrha's face. "There! Better?"

Pyrrha shyly nodded. "…a little… maybe a few more?" There was an adorable tinge of hope to her voice, as if she might think that Ruby wouldn't shower her to death with kisses if she didn't ask nicely.

Being the good girlfriend that she was, Ruby stretched right back up, her arms wrapping around the back of Pyrrha's neck as the tall redhead pulled her tightly against her. A final, undeniable reason about the good things that came out of being the little spoon flitted into Ruby's head as her hands started to move upwards, roaming through long crimson hair.

It wasn't that being the little spoon made make outs easier, though that was certainly a bonus – it was just a little hard to kiss anything besides Pyrrha's back as the big spoon, Ruby knew that well from experience.

Rather, it was something that was brought forth by Pyrrha's long hair. Whenever she found herself wrapped around Pyrrha, her girlfriend's luscious hair would without fail tickle or a few strands would end up in her mouth.

Yet even that thought was forgotten as Pyrrha deepened the kiss, and Ruby responded in kind.

Sometimes it was nice to be the little spoon.

AU: See, even when Ruby is the little spoon, it's still all good :P

Basically... Pyrrha was up before Ruby was awake, and kept still so she wouldn't wake up Ruby and when Rubes did get up, to let her fall back asleep.

Seriously, this was a lazy chapter on my end. I've had real life obligations and been sorta kinda sick for the past few days, so forgive me for being late and quality suffering D:

In other news, I'm still clawing my way through Acceptance 26, despite a rewrite, I'm hopeful I can have the release be on time for early next month! That's the hope, at least.

I… I really don't have anything else this time around? Yup.

Thank you for reading, I hope everyone has a wonderful day! :D