Ugh. This was supposed to be a ONESHOT. I think I forgot to click "Complete" when posting it, though, so now I got all these people reviewing because they're disappointed!?

… Which actually makes me insanely happy, like, you would not believe how happy this makes me that people like this story. I love me my Rom-Coms, too. So…. Happy Holidays, Dear Readers.

Grumble-mumble, peer pressure, mumble-wumble.

Jaune buried his face – which was burning up and beet red – into his pillow as Nora continued rambling on about how cute he was when he was infatuated.

"… And unlike Weiss, this Ruby girl actually likes you back!" Nora spread her arms out in a grandiose gesture, before turning to the side and adding a very audible mumble, "No idea why, but hey!"

Ren, Jaune's new best friend, jabbed Nora in the ribs to silence the ginger.

"Hey! I was kidding! What's not to like? You're famous! And you can sing! And… You're famous!"

"Yay… Two whole positives. Careful, Nora, or you'll give me a big head." Jaune grumbled from his suffocating position.

"Oh, Jaune, she's only teasing," Pyrrha pet his back in some attempt at comfort.

As Ren graciously herded Nora away – some promise of pancakes, Jaune hadn't been paying attention – Pyrrha pulled him by the hood to a sitting position, "See? Nora's gone," She smiled gently at the blonde, "So… Give me details before she comes back."

Jaune tried flooping back to his pillow, but Pyrrha's grip was ironclad.

. . .

"Yang! Stop! Let go!"

The bodacious blonde was currently suspending Ruby in the air by the smaller girl's armpits. As athletic as she was, Yang found the feat to be easy.

"Not until you tell me everything."

"We just watched a movie and played X-Ray and Vav."

"You were on a date - with a superstar!" Yang's eyes were practically shining, "Sis, that's awesome! You two must have talked or something, right? You didn't just sit around in awkward silence, right?"

"Oof!" Suddenly, Ruby found her flustered face finding the floor, as Yang had dropped her without warning.

"You didn't just sit around in awkward silence the whole time, did you?" Yang failed to let Ruby answer before jumping to her own conclusions, "Ugh! Ruby, you're so useless! How hard is it to talk to a guy?"

"We talked plenty!"

"Then tell me what you talked about! I'm dying here!" Yang bounced in place as Ruby stood to dust herself off.

"Well, for one, I know he's a total Mama's Boy."

Yang's eyebrow rose at the statement, "Really? Explain,"

The younger sister nodded and sat down, "Yeah, he kept mentioning his mom, like: 'My mom always said that so-and-so,' or 'Mom once told me that blah-blah-blah.'"

"And… Did you tell him about…?" Yang let the delicate question trail off.

"Nah, he didn't ask, and it didn't really come up. He mostly just mentioned things his mom said – oh! That's why he was so willing to go out with some random stranger!"

"Oh?"

"'My mom says strangers are just friends you haven't met yet,'" Ruby sat straight, doing her best 'Male Superstar' impression.

"So you two are… friends?"

. . .

Jaune paused at the question.

"Jaune…?"

"I-I didn't say it was a date. It never came up. And she never said anything either," Jaune turned toward his redhead bassist so quickly she swore he'd have whiplash. "How do I know?!"

Leaning back quickly, Pyrrha brought up her arms, "U-uh! I don't know? Did you two, er, kiss afterward?"

"No!" Jaune was spiraling, and that was never a good thing. "I thought kissing on the first date would be too forward! Oh man, did I mess up?"

"Well," Pyrrha kept her tone came, trying to assuage his fears. "Did she look like she wanted to kiss you?"

Jaune blinked, "R-right, because if she wanted—her sister! Her sister pulled her inside so quickly, we didn't really get a chance," Jaune's hands rose to his hair, ruffling it in his worried state.

"O-oh. Well, did she-"

Nora burst back into the room at that moment, three pancakes dangling from her mouth and easily another ten sitting on her plate. Ren followed shortly after her. "Ooh! Ooh!" The ginger immediately injected herself back into their conversation, keeping up with the topic easily and revealing that she had been eavesdropping. "Did she give you The Look?"

"The look?" Jaune asked, glancing to Pyrrha for help. The redhead shrugged helplessly as Nora answered.

"The Look! You know, where she –" The hyperactive ginger made some vague expression while gulping down a whole pancake "—kinda bites her lip and gazes lovingly into-"

"Nora, stop teasing him," Ren sighed, settling next to the three of them with a second plate of pancakes.

"N-no, no. She did do that." The blonde singer recalled, "Right as we got to her door, she paused and looked like that,"

Nora's smug expression made Ren sigh and concede, "She totally wanted to make out, then,"

. . .

"YANG!"

"I'm just saying," the blonde waved her arms gently, failing to mollify her mortified little sister, "I saw the way you two were staring-"

"I wasn't staring!"

"—at each other," She continued as if uninterrupted, "And I just stopped you from seeming too desperate, is all."

"D-desperate?"

"Yeah. He's a rockstar, Rubes." Yang gave the girl a patronizing pat on the head, "You got to show him you're in his league, or it just won't work."

"Really? And, um, how do I do that?"

"Well, step one: Don't try to make out on the first date."

"I-I-I wasn't trying to—"