A/N: We're finally getting some romance up in this! Took me long enough! I miss writing romance... Anyways I'm uploading this at midnight and I have had a total of 6 hours sleep in the last 48 hours. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. Enjoy!

I don't own RWBY why do I have to do this disclaimer if I owned RWBY then Bumblebee would be canon

"Blake, put a jacket on."

"Yang, why are you so obsessed with me keeping warm?"

"Firstly, my name literally means little sun dragon in Chinese. Obviously, I care about warmth. Secondly, it's like 30 Fahrenheit. Thirdly, and most important, even Elsa over there is wearing a jacket. That's how cold it is. It might even snow."

"It's November, no way is it thirty- fifty at least, and that's like a long blazer."

"Put the jacket on. Come on, it's even black!"

"Fine, just stop mothering me!"

"It's instinct at this point…"

The car drove up to the house. Yang pulled the door open and practically sprinted to the car. "Hey, guys!"

Blake followed, pulling on the jacket, Ruby and Weiss on her heels. Ruby locked the door and tucked the key under a flowerpot. "Just in case I get even drunker." She grinned at Weiss.

Pyrrha was driving, with Jaune shotgun. "Hey, guys! Get in, it's way too cold out there!"

While waiting to climb into the van, Weiss locked eyes with Jaune. She saw his eyes widen, saw every detail of his face in that split second. It was like everything slowed down. She saw the messy blonde hair, the pale skin slapped red with cold, his giant blue believer's eyes, the handsome jawline, absolutely everything.

"Weiss, you coming or not?" Yang's voice cut her out of the trance. She turned, slightly embarrassed, and got into the car.

(At the store- 12 midnight)

Weiss did her best to avoid Jaune after that. The fact that she had shared such an intimate moment with someone she hadn't ever spoken to- it was so embarrassing for her. But she had to wonder why he intrigued her so much. He wasn't her usual "type"- he wasn't a muscle-bound jock, he wasn't cocky, he wasn't… well, he wasn't Cardin.

As they walked around the superstore, filling their trolley not only with eggs and toilet rolls, but also snacks and more alcohol- Pyrrha had her fake I.D., as did Nora, in case they got caught. Despite being almost as short as Weiss, Nora had the energy of ten giants. She seemed to crackle with electricity, and her favourite game was to static shock people. She laughed loudly, filling the dead store with life, while her best friend Ren walked quietly beside her, attempting to calm her down. Behind them were Pyrrha and Jaune, pushing the trolley. Weiss' stomach flipped whenever she saw Jaune, and she couldn't even understand why. She walked a few paces behind them, with Ruby, Yang, and Blake, but it was all a blur in her head. Then, the unbelievable happened.

"Weiss, we need pretzels." Yang declared. "Go get them. Jaune, go with."

Weiss' eyes met Jaune's, and she shot him a small smile. The only thing was, they were on the other side of the store to where they were. The two walked out of the aisle.

Yang turned to Pyrrha. "I know you like Jaune-"

"I never said that!"

"Yeah we all know you don't say it but you feel it, don't you? Anyway, I think he might like Weiss. And she kinda needs someone like that. If not as a partner, then at least as a friend. This little trip across the store should let us know how compatible they are."

Pyrrha didn't reply. Her face said it all. She wanted Jaune, he was hers, and if she lost him to someone he barely knew, she knew she wouldn't survive.

"So Weiss, how do you know those guys?"

"We started hanging out on the first day of class after one of Cardin's whores tried to attack me."

Normally she would never talk so crudely, especially as the first thing she said to a guy, but she was drunk and he seemed nice. He would get over it.

"But… aren't you dating him?"

"Was."

"What happened."

"He was a dick. Or used his dick. On someone. That wasn't me."

"I guess you weren't too into that, huh?"

"Would I be here grabbing pretzels and toilet roll with you guys if I was into it?"

He looked at her. Looked at her, for the first time. Everyone thought she was flawless, but he now saw a faded pink scar over her left eye. It was so subtle it wouldn't have been noticeable under the makeup she usually wore. He noticed that her lashes grew straight, rather than curled as he knew (from his seven sisters) was the goal. He noticed how petite she was. He noticed… well, everything.

"Weiss, I'm probably going to regret this when I'm sober, but… I feel like we connected, when our eyes met earlier." She looked at him. He couldn't read her expression. "I know you're getting over Cardin, but I would really like to go out with you sometime?"

She smiled sadly. "We should get back to the others. We've been gone ages."

"So… is that a no?"

"It's an "I don't have an answer for you right now, I'm sorry.""

He looked down, despondent.

"It doesn't necessarily mean no, though." She smiled softly at him. "It's just… circumstance."

He nodded. They rejoined the group.

"You guys were gone loooong time!" said a (somehow even more hammered) Yang. "Whaddidya get lost or something?"

"No, just taking our time. there's no rush, right?" Jaune replied. Pyrrha narrowed her eyes at him, and he quickly joined her side.

Weiss stayed quiet.

"Weiss you okay?" Blake asked.

"Fine, I'm just thinking."

"About?"

They fell a few paces back.

"I… I think I like someone."

"You and dickface broke up not one month ago."

"I know, but… you know when you have a connection with someone? And it's just like you instantly click, even if the words aren't there?"

Blake looked down. "I know that feeling."

"That's what I felt."

"So, who is it?"

"I…"

"It's totally Jaune, isn't it?"

Weiss looked at her friend. "How did you guess?"

"You thought we wouldn't notice you staring at him the whole trip? And looking away guiltily?"

"I guess I hoped you guys were oblivious to it…"

"We aren't dumb. Plus, Pyrrha is totally into him too."

"But he's not into her?"

"You can't help who you fall for- or don't. He didn't fall for her."

Weiss said nothing, but something inside her stirred. She had competition? No-one had told her about this! Why would Yang do this to her?