#qrow.

🚑 – an injured kiss

     when he finally manages to get down into the vault, the last thing he expects to find is this. qrow had prepared himself for a missing relic, for blood and viscera painting the walls, for some gruesome message burned into the stone, for ozpin and any sign of him to be gone.

     what he finds instead is the very bloody, half-burned body of a man he knows isn’t long for this world. at least like this. maybe that’s for the better.

     that’s why he isn’t afraid to pick ozpin up and hold him, to keep him close. he brushes a bit of hair from his eyes and swallows down the fear when he hears ozpin’s shaky breathing. “hey...” he says, voice echoing around the broken halls even as quiet as he tries to keep it. “c’mon oz, i know you can hear me.”

     maybe he can. maybe he can’t. his eyes flutter for a moment and qrow has hope that he might be okay, that this might be salvageable. it’s wishful thinking. ozpin’s blood soaked hand inches closer, holding his cane as tight as he can manage, and qrow takes it with a solemn nod. “yeah, i know...” he whispers. “i’ll... i’ll keep an eye out for ‘em. i think i gotta go to mistral, talk to leo.” a pause. “...can you even hear me?”

     he doesn’t get a response, but that doesn’t mean the answer is ‘no.’ qrow swallows back a sob and hooks the cane on his belt. he takes a breath. “it wasn’t all bad, was it? me n’ you?” he pulls ozpin as close as he can, props him up on his knee. “c’mon, oz, look at me, please?” his eyelids flutter again, and qrow gets a fleeting look at those beautiful eyes one more time. “y’cant go yet--”

     he kisses him. in the movies, this is how it works, right? someone finds the near-dead body of their loved one and their love and their tears and true love’s kiss brings them back to life. magic is real, he’s living proof, so it has to work.

     ozpin goes limp before qrow can even finish the kiss. magic is real, he reminds himself. this is only temporary.

     magic is real.

🎬 – a movie theater kiss

     sometimes bad luck works in his favor. sometimes it’s someone tripping and dropping lien that they forget about. or sometimes it’s his order at a fast food joint coming out wrong and the manager giving him a second one for free.

     and sometimes it’s a mislisting on the theater’s website that said the movie premieres tomorrow, giving him and ozpin the entire building to themselves.

     it’s some documentary. nothing he’s really interested in, but it caught ozpin’s eye and that’s all he needed to buy the tickets. he’s been keeping himself awake during the monotonous narration by shoveling popcorn into his mouth and watching the people in the background when they realize they’re on camera.