We all know how Weiss feels about Yang and Pyrrha. But what about the two of them? How do they feel about Weiss, and about each other?

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Chapter 5. Jumbled Feelings

On Sunday, Weiss was feeling almost entirely better.

She'd woken yesterday evening and had felt well enough to go out and get supper for herself. She'd even texted Yang and Pyrrha about the improvement in her condition, and thanked them both for their help.

Before going to bed early, she'd slipped Yang's sweatband around her wrist, and folded Pyrrha's towel on her pillow. She'd slept with the gifts as close to her as possible, imagining she was beside the girls they'd come from.

Presently, on Sunday morning, Weiss had slept in late, but now felt refreshed and rejuvenated. She left Yang's and Pyrrha's presents to her in her gym bag so she could use them under the intended circumstances the next time she went to work out.

She proceeded to change clothes, head to the dining hall to pick up some breakfast, and ate heartily. During her meal, she texted her duo of friends, wondering if they had any plans for today. She waited a few anxious minutes for the reply.

As soon as Yang texted back, Weiss gulped down her mouthful of toast and swiped her phone:

Nope! Pyrrha and me are free today! We're just gonna chill in our room. It's a three-day weekend, so we're gonna relax and enjoy ourselves tonight!

Weiss had completely forgotten that the University wasn't holding classes this Monday. Yang's little reminder just now relieved her a bit.

But she was still very much on-edge. Because Weiss realized there was something she needed to do.

In truth, she'd realized it a while ago, but in light of recent events, she'd steeled herself to actually acting on this matter.

She needed to tell them how she felt.

She didn't believe it was right or fair of her to keep hanging around with them whilst she was keeping secrets to herself.

But of course, she didn't want to reveal her feelings and end up losing their friendship in the process. The last thing she wanted was to disgust or unnerve either or both of them.

And yet, she couldn't keep these feelings to herself any longer. It was far too difficult for her to keep acting normally around them, as though she only saw them as friends and nothing more.

Yesterday when she'd been sick, she hadn't been fully aware of what she'd been doing at the time, but she remembered how she'd almost made a confession of some sort to Pyrrha. That incident only demonstrated how much this matter meant to her, and Weiss knew she couldn't keep suppressing herself for very much longer.

So she'd rather get it over with. If they rejected her, and her confession ended up ruining their friendship, she'd rather be cut off from them sooner instead of later. She wanted to make this as painless as possible for all three of them.

Therefore, she needed to do this soon. And today seemed as good an opportunity as any.

She started texting Yang back, though she kept contemplating, deleting, and re-typing what she wanted to say. She was in the middle of requesting if she could come and visit them in their room today when Yang beat her to it:

If you're free, do you wanna hang out today? We've been cleaning the place up all morning, so it's nice and neat! You should swing by some time if you can!

Weiss clenched her fingers into a fist.

This was it. This was exactly what she needed, and they were putting this opportunity right into her hands.

She texted back:

I'd love to come by.

Great! Yang replied. We're free anytime!

With the arrangements in order, Weiss took a deep breath in an effort to prepare herself for what lie ahead.

Not surprisingly, a knot had formed in her stomach, and she threw away the remainder of her breakfast.


Weiss went to visit them at about 2 in the afternoon.

This would be the first time she'd be in their dorm room, and she couldn't help but dress herself rather nicely, even though she didn't expect they'd be going out much today.

Once she'd arrived at their door, she needed to pause for a moment to breathe deeply and get her bearings before knocking.

Of course, she was greeted quite literally with open arms.

"Weiss!"

"Welcome!"

Yang and Pyrrha guided her in, hugging her warmly in turn.

"Glad you could make it!" Yang said, patting her shoulders.

"How are you feeling?" Pyrrha wondered.

Weiss offered them a smile.

"Much better, thanks to you two."

"Aw, we didn't do much-"

"-But we're so glad to hear it!"

As she was ushered in, Weiss took note of their dorm room.

It was a little bit larger than most, and she could see now that one of the beds wasn't built into the wall. They'd pushed it aside for now, however, leaving the middle of the room open and spacious.

The girls invited Weiss to get comfortable, and she did her best to do so.

Yang had already stacked up a pile of board games they could play, but Pyrrha noted it wouldn't be very comfortable sitting on the hard floor. Therefore, she asked Weiss to help her remove the blankets and pillows from the beds so they could lay them out on the floor.

Weiss obliged, then once they were ready, sat down in between the other girls to listen to the rules of the first game. She wasn't one for board games, typically. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd played one.

But even though Yang and Pyrrha were experts, they never once got impatient with her.

They explained the rules, helped her out, and gave her advise on what moves to make whenever she got puzzled. They even playfully helped her defeat each other whenever they could.

Pyrrha brought a few snacks over for when they were playing, little bowls of nuts and chips along with cups of water for Weiss and herself, and soda for Yang.

They spend thirty minutes or so on each game, and there were a few that Weiss picked up on rather quickly. She won a few times fair and square, without even needing their assistance.

Once the board games had come to an end, Yang suggested they start a movie marathon. Again, this would be a first for Weiss, and she told them as much. They were a little surprised to hear that, but quickly told her what it would entail.

"Basically," Pyrrha said. "We're going to watch through several different films, one right after the other."

"Yeah!" Yang confirmed. "So we're gonna chill for a few hours! I'll order pizza!"

They remained on the floor where the blankets and pillows were. As Yang ordered food, Pyrrha got Weiss situated on the floor, having her lean back against the side of the bed for support. Pyrrha slipped a pillow behind the girl's back to help her get comfortable.

"Do you have any movies you'd like to watch, Weiss?"

"I can't think of any off the top of my head..."

"Well then, is there any kind you'd rather avoid?"

Pyrrha moved in and wrapped a friendly arm around her shoulders. Weiss wished Yang would hurry up and turn the lights off before her blush gave her away.

"No..."

She was a little disappointed that she hadn't taken Pyrrha up on her considerate offers, but the red-haired girl didn't seem to mind.

"Well, all right then. But if something comes up that you don't like, just let us know right away!"

"Thank you."

Pyrrha pulled her in a little more as they waited for Yang to finish her phone call. During those few minutes, Weiss was a mess, her mind a barrage of panicked thoughts.

When should I bring it up? I came here today specifically to tell them the truth about how I feel, but when am I supposed to do that? When would be a good time...?

She hadn't been able to find an appropriate time during their board games. She always got too nervous whenever she thought about speaking up.

She considered telling one of them while the other was in the bathroom, but then she didn't want to risk them getting upset with one another or with her.

She assumed there wouldn't be much of a good time to tell them during a movie marathon, because she didn't want to interrupt or stop the films just so she could say what she wanted to say.

Perhaps during dinner would be her best option...?

For now, she told herself that was what she'd do.

As Yang hung up the phone and informed them the pizza would be delivered in about half an hour, Weiss steeled herself.

In about thirty minutes, she'd be confessing her true feelings to them. She'd already subconsciously stiffened at the thought of it. Pyrrha, who still had her arm around her, noticed right away.

"Weiss? Are you okay?"

"Ah, yes, I'm fine. Sorry."

"What's up?" Yang sat down on Weiss' other side, providing warmth that Weiss hadn't realized she'd been seeking in her absence.

"It's nothing. We can start watching now."

Yang and Pyrrha shared glances with one another, but opted to do as Weiss requested.

Yang had to get up again to turn off the lights, but returned a minute later to keep Weiss warm between herself and Pyrrha. The blonde held the remote and flicked around on the TV screen to a list of movie genres and titles.

They decided to start with a horror film first, simply so they wouldn't be watching something scary too late at night. Yang was fairly good with horror because she liked the thrill of the fright, whereas Pyrrha would often shriek or duck her face, but she'd always giggle a bit in the process.

Weiss, on the other hand, was finding it difficult not to flinch every other second. Each time something frightening popped up, she'd alternate between cringing into Pyrrha's shoulder or Yang's.

Sometimes, there were scenes when all three of them shrieked and came together in a tight, terrified embrace. Weiss believed those instances to be simultaneously some of the best and worst moments of her life.

But despite the fear the movie invoked in her, she needed to take the time to appreciate being held in such close contact to the people she cared most about.

There was something different about those scared, desperate hugs. They were a unique kind of hug, different from a greeting hug or a hug for comfort when she was sick. These hugs were only experienced when sitting in a dorm room on a Sunday evening watching horror movies with best friends.

So for Weiss, they were definitely something to savor.

She was actually starting to enjoy herself with this movie when Yang's phone buzzed. She paused the film and offered to fetch the pizza, but Pyrrha offered to go instead.

As soon as she'd hurried out the door, Weiss wondered if now was a good time to tell Yang, at least.

Or should I wait until they're together? I don't know. I don't know how to do this, or what I should do for it...

She contemplated for a moment, knowing it wouldn't be long before Pyrrha returned. Yang was still sitting beside her on the blankets, stretching out her arms and legs while rolling her head from side to side.

"Phew!" she sighed. "That last scene really got me! How 'bout you, Weiss? You okay? I could feel your heart goin' a mile a minute." She pulled Weiss into a brief hug in an effort to help calm them both down.

Weiss longed to return the contact, but suddenly was feeling too upset to do so.

"Fine..." she mumbled. "I'm fine..."

Her stomach was twisting into knots.

She didn't want to tell them. She just wanted to keep doing this, being friends with them. She didn't want to lose this...

But she couldn't bear to keep it all inside any longer.

She was fumbling to arrange her thoughts into coherent bits of speech she could say out loud once Pyrrha returned.

A moment later, Yang parted from the hug as she heard her girlfriend tap her foot against the door. She got up to open it for Pyrrha, who walked in with a huge smile on her face.

"Who's ready for pizza?"

"I sure as hell am!" Yang clapped her hands, then flicked on the lights before hurrying to a small cabinet to get some paper plates and napkins. Pyrrha put the pizza box on the coffee table, then invited Weiss over to choose a slice.

But Weiss couldn't even enjoy her first slice of pizza in months because of her nerves.

As the three of them sat back down to eat, she found that she couldn't speak up, after all. Her chest was pounding, and she was too nervous to even enjoy the taste of the food.

Yang and Pyrrha ended up eating three slices each, and they left the last one for Weiss to have seconds.

But Weiss couldn't even finish her first slice. She abandoned the idea of eating and left the pizza on the table as the pair invited her back to finish watching more movies.

Once the horror film was over, they watched some action and sci-fi films, then some comedy.

Weiss loved the sounds of their laughter. She wished she could join in. But she just wasn't feeling up to it anymore.

She lost track of the time, which was only something she could do with the knowledge that tomorrow was another day off from classes, and because she was with company who made her realize that forgetting time was okay.

It was Pyrrha who alerted them to the late hour once their most recent film was over.

"Oh gosh... it's almost one..."

"Huh?" Yang looked over at the alarm clock. "Oh, shit..."

The two of them had been snuggled up on either side of Weiss, who was half asleep already by now. But they roused her with gentle hands and words to inform her of the time.

"It's late," Pyrrha murmured. "Would you like us to walk you back to your room?"

Weiss' response was only a small moan as she opened her eyes and shook her head, trying to make sense of things. Yang frowned and cast her girlfriend a concerned look before looking Weiss over again.

"Hey, you didn't happen to bring some of that medicine with you today, did you, Weiss? Looks like you could use some right now. You're still recovering from that cold yesterday. And you hardly ate anything for dinner."

"No..." Weiss sighed. "I'm fine. It's... not that..."

"But it is something?" Yang wondered.

"Is it something you can tell us about?" Pyrrha offered. "We're here for you, Weiss. You can tell us."

Both of them pulled in their legs a bit, curling their arms around Weiss' shoulders and back by means of encouragement. But the smaller girl only sighed and shook her head.

"I'm not sure if I can..."

Pyrrha and Yang shared another worried look.

"Well..." the former murmured. "We don't want you to feel like we're forcing you."

"But just know you have the option, yeah?"

Weiss nodded, inhaling a shaky breath that both of them felt.

Weiss was nervous. Her heart was pounding again.

But this was what she'd come here to do tonight, and both of them were ready and listening.

So she had to do it.

"I..." She swallowed thickly, looking into her lap and not at either one of them. "I... There's someone I like..."

The girls on either side of her blinked in surprise at one another. They both put on quick smiles, though each of them felt a little dismayed at the news.

"Really now?" Pyrrha grinned.

"That's... really great!" Yang said.

"Who's the lucky person?"

"Have you told 'em yet?"

They each asked another question in turn, but it was more out of reflex than anything.

Truthfully, Yang was getting a distasteful feeling in the back of her throat, and Pyrrha's stomach was flipping. Neither of them liked the idea of Weiss liking someone else.

But before they could dwell on other thoughts, the white-haired girl went on.

"No... I haven't told them... because... well, th-they're already dating someone else. So I feel it wouldn't be right of me to tell them."

It was terribly difficult to get this off her chest, but she found it was a little easier by masking the identities of the people she was talking about. This way, Pyrrha and Yang couldn't know for sure their gender, and how many people "they" referred to.

As she confessed just this much to them, she could feel a weight lifting off her chest, though a portion of it still remained over her heart.

"I don't know if I should tell them... I don't want to ruin their relationship by saying anything..."

And before she could even realize what was happening, she felt the tears spilling over.

The sight of her crying pained both Pyrrha and Yang in some indescribable way. Of course, it was never a nice feeling to see one another cry, but there was just something about Weiss' tears that made them both want to jump into action.

"Hey, hey," Yang whispered. "It's okay, Weiss."

"Don't worry," Pyrrha soothed her. "Please don't cry."

They embraced her from both sides, running their hands through her hair and over her shuddering back. It hurt them as well, to know Weiss harbored feelings for someone else. Yang and Pyrrha both came to the realization now:

I wish it was me she liked...

But that made them feel horrible, too. Because they were already dating each other. Why should they need to seek anything else in Weiss when they were both already so happy together?

It hurt all of them in some way.

But at the very least, for now, they could all hold each other close.

Weiss cried freely in their arms, thankful that the lights were still off.

Pyrrha was the first to configure something to say to her distraught friend.

"Weiss... I think you should tell that person, when you're ready."

"I think so, too," Yang agreed. "If they're really your friend... then they won't think badly of you for having feelings for them, right?"

"In fact," Pyrrha went on. "They might even say yes to you!"

They were trying to sound hopeful for Weiss' sake. But the girl only cried harder, her words that much more difficult to come by due to the sobs.

"B-But... I d-don't want to... tear them apart..." she wailed softly. "A-And what if... if I confess... what if they're disgusted with me...?"

Pyrrha and Yang both instantly moved closer to her, hushing her gently.

"No, no, no," Yang murmured. "Weiss, that won't happen."

"No one would ever be disgusted just because you have feelings for them," Pyrrha assured her.

"And if they were," Yang growled. "You let us know and we'll give 'em a piece of our minds."

"That's right," Pyrrha affirmed. "So don't worry, Weiss. They won't think of you poorly. I think you should tell them..."

"We'll be here for you, either way," Yang promised.

Weiss sighed, sniffled, then sobbed.

But once again, they had turned things from nerve-wracking and painful to reassuring and comforting.

She needed to return their hugs at the very least.

She turned first to Yang and threw both arms around her, then did the same thing for Pyrrha.

"Thank you... I... maybe I'll tell them soon..."

"Atta girl," Yang murmured, stroking her hair.

"You're very brave, Weiss," Pyrrha whispered.

They all shared another embrace, taking as much comfort away from the physical contact as possible.

Their minds and hearts were all troubled by various different thoughts right now, but they all tried to forget those for the moment and just focus on the warmth they were sharing.

Yang and Pyrrha wiped away Weiss' tears, caressing her cheeks and hair, rubbing her shoulders gently.

Given the fact that she'd been sick yesterday, and that she'd had a rather eventful day today, it wasn't surprising that she fell asleep in their arms.

After that, they both knew it was time to head to bed.

Yang gathered Weiss into her arms and stood, while Pyrrha turned on the light briefly so she could pick up the blankets and pillows. She put them back into place on her movable bed, which was where Yang laid Weiss down.

Weiss was still dressed in the clothes she'd worn when she'd come here, and they didn't look like comfortable sleeping clothes. So the girls made sure to tuck her in beneath the warm blankets as snugly as possible.

Both of them shared a quick glance.

Pyrrha was first to lean down and press a soft kiss to Weiss' forehead. Yang soon did the same.

After that, they found it a little difficult to look each another in the eye.

They hurried to prepare Yang's bed, then turned off the lights again.

Both of them laid down together on the bed made for one.

In the darkness, their expressions were hidden on the outside, but when they pressed close together, it was easy to feel how much their hearts were pounding.

Yang let out a thin breath and opened her arms. Pyrrha sighed and moved in to hold her.

For a few minutes, they said nothing. They let their hands map patterns onto one another's backs, fingers threading through long, loose hair. Yang felt a small kiss on her neck. Pyrrha felt one on her cheek.

Eventually, their lips came together.

It was a strange kiss. Like they both knew what they wanted, as well as what the other wanted, but they couldn't admit it.

It was like having all the correct pieces of the puzzle arranged in the wrong order.

They parted and shared a long sigh.

There was tension in the still air between them.

They both struggled to find words.

Yang had never been good with them, so neither of them were too surprised when Pyrrha spoke first.

"Yang...?"

"...Yeah?"

"There's... something I need to talk to you about..."

Silence. Then,

"Yeah... me, too..."

Another beat of silence.

Pyrrha took in a breath, swallowing hard.

But before she could say any more, Yang quietly stopped her.

"Could this... wait till tomorrow...?"

Enough had been said and done tonight. They both felt that was true.

Pyrrha nodded.

"Of course."

They shared one last kiss, small, but enough. It reassured them that it was all right to wait until tomorrow to say more about the matters at hand.

So for the rest of the night, they slept curled up together, with the soft sounds of Weiss' breathing filling the backs of their minds.


A/N: It's difficult being in love with someone who's already in love with someone else. But I tried to write Weiss' mixed feelings as honestly as possible.

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