A/N: A short little thing that came to mind when I was drinking one night. Part of a longer set of ideas that I've had milling about my brain for a while now, but haven't properly fleshed out/written yet. Let me know if you'd like to read them!
smoothies, or maybe gin
He told her that she was beautiful.
"I'm really not," she muttered embarrassedly, but he insisted, over and over again.
It cut her from the inside, realizing that he was the best friend that she had ever had. Even closer than Nora, even closer than Ren or Ruby- his smile was enough to heal all of her wounds.
It hurt her to think that she had met Qrow, that she had met his supply of gin.
He had smiled at her sadly, but she knew that she wasn't ready for the battle ahead. She wasn't ready to face Jaune again.
The blond grinned, handing her a drink half-heartedly.
I'm going to be a Maiden.
And she hated herself.
She wanted to be by his side till the end, but he still thought that they'd grab smoothies after the match.
We were better off as friends.
She could only wish that alcohol wasn't involved- at least then, she wouldn't have to accept that it was only physical.