Author's Notes: Prompt by Maxaro; Weiss' first time saying I love you.
Also, you guys can leave small prompts and stuff you know! It doesn't all have to come from Max!
Jaune watched out the corner of his eye as Weiss crossed her arms and blushed, a show of embarrassment and slight irritation usually, but in this situation, he knew it was just because of what he said.
He gripped the arm of the couch hard as he bit his lip; did he really just say that? Did he really have to open his mouth and say that now of all times?
They were just watching the news for fucks sake!
He saw that she was biting her lip too, maybe even harder. With a small breath, he looked over to her, shaking his head; and what he saw wasn't irritation like he had previously thought, but confliction. She looked as if she were fighting a small war in her head, nothing serious like usual. Nothing at all like when they first started becoming close enough for small time intimacy.
This was much bigger than a hug, but perhaps it was a lot more simple and easy for her to process, they were just words. Three specific words that mean nothing apart from each other.
But, he supposed, they did mean something huge together.
Yes, Jaune Arc had just confessed his love to Weiss Schnee, and it was completely by accident.
"The #FurryLivesMatter movement protest turned violent today as-" continued reporting Lisa Lavender, but she was given no attention by either of them.
First, their attention was taken by civil discourse, and now it was taken by a tense silence between them. Admittedly what noise there was from the TV created an ambience that made the situation a bit more bearable.
"Weiss, I um... I didn't really mean to say it. I know it's only been about two months, and that's really not a long time..." She gave him a confused and somewhat hurt look, opening and closing her mouth as she was trying to figure out what to say. "Th-that is to say," continued Jaune, realizing the hurt on her face, "I didn't mean to say it, but that doesn't mean-" he choked up.
His voice cracked at the end of his sentence, and he suddenly found he would kill for a glass of water. His throat dried, as Weiss looked back to the TV.
"N-no, it's really alright, I understand. It just came out, but that doesn't mean you don't actually love me." Jaune nodded his head as she smiled, the blush receding, her confused expression being overtaken by one of happiness and calmness. She bit her lip again - but more softly - and shifted closer to Jaune, cuddling into his side.
He placed his arm around her, bringing her in closer, wanting to feel like they couldn't be any closer.
"I'm really glad you understand, Snow Angel," Jaune said, running his fingers through her ponytail. The warm, casual, fluffy long sleeve shirt she was wearing, and the sweatpants made cuddling all the more comfortable for the both of them. He found himself stroking at her arm softly as if he needed to show some amount of physical affection at all time.
"Mmm... You're really warm..." Weiss mumbled into his side. "Hey, Jaune?"
He looked down with a curious expression, and she peeked up into his eyes, her own eyes sparkling blue as if she finally found peace. "What is it, Weiss?" he asked.
"I love you too," she responded, leaning up to kiss him on the lips.