He heard the door creaking open, he didn't turn around, and continuing to stare blankly at the broken moon. Quiet footsteps made their way towards him and stopped right next to him. They sat down next to him, not saying a word or trying to touch him, just brushed off a spot and sat down. It was Pyrrha. She didn't say anything or look at him oddly, just sat there with him to be with him.
They sat there together, only the sound of the wind to break the silence, for what seemed like forever but was probably only a few moments. He glanced over at the scarlet warrior and saw her simply staring at the moon with him. She was sitting neatly forward, her long legs crossed and her hands together in her lap. Her scarlet hair was unbound and flowed down to the small of her back, some of it neatly tucked behind her ear. Her bright emerald eyes shone bright in the moonlight. He choked back a sob, it was another reminder of how amazing she was and how he could never compare.
His sudden motion caused Pyrrha to look at him, her eyes filled with concern and worry when they met his own. He tried to hide it, tried to hide his pain from her but he couldn't do it. He couldn't handle having her care for him so much when he didn't deserve it. Ugly sobs escaping his mouth and then he felt it. Felt her. He felt her arms wrap around his chest tightly, his arms letting his legs fall. He felt he head and chest pressed against his back, the warmth of her body warming his own. She held him as if he was a fragile child, who was breaking at the seams.
"I had a dream tonight." she began. He couldn't respond, least the last barriers of self control fell apart.
"It was the first time we met, back in the hallway. I remember you were late to Goodwitch's class and you had half you armor falling off. You ran into me and fell on top of me, and then your pants were half way off as well." she lightly laughed.
"I remember, it was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life." he sadly replied.
"It's one of my most cherished memories." she said quietly back. "Before we met I was always alone. Everyone only saw me for my name "Pyrrha Nikos" rather than the person behind it. I was always afraid, afraid that I wouldn't ever find someone, anyone, who didn't want me for my name, my money, or my skills… just wanted me for me." He could feel her arms holding him tighter as her voice began to tremble. He didn't know what to do, feeling as though if he said the wrong thing she would shatter into a million pieces. He had never seen this side of Pyrrha before, never seen her so openly in pain. She always seemed so strong and confident, as though there was nothing in this world that could hurt her. He wanted so badly to hold her and make everything ok. But he was scared, so scared that anything he did would do more harm than good. So he sat quietly and waited for her.
"But… but then I ran into a boy. He was awkward and silly and made me laugh like I never thought I could. And thanks to him I have found other friends who love me for me…. Do you know who that boy was Jaune?"
Her grip around his chest loosened and he gr turned around to look at her. Her eyes were full of tears and her lip quivered. Her shoulders were slouched and she looked so fragile and vulnerable, that even a simple breeze would blow her away. He started to feel a feeling in his chest rise, "was it me?" the blonde haired warrior asked as he couldn't help but let the tears fall again and smile.
She laughed and let her tears fall anew and fell into his chest. "Yes, yes it was." She whispered over and over again. They simply held one another in each other arm as though the world around them didn't matter anymore because it didn't. All that mattered was that they were together. It was just them becoming something more. It wasn't much later when the tears began to stop and they just lived in one another's presence, feeling the warmth of having someone so close.
"You saved me Jaune," the red haired girl spoke looking up at him with determination in her eyes "now i'm going to save you from whatever is hurting you."
He couldn't put into words how he felt about her right then and there, Here was a woman who just moments before was so vulnerable and fragile, now was sitting here looking as though she could take a whole pack a beowulf's with her bare hands. He just buried his head in her nape and just tried to gather his thoughts and calm down.
