A/N: Here we are in our final pairing of the holidays. Be sure to vote for your favorite chapter in the reviews. The winning chapter will receive a special New Years chapter in the following week. Voting deadline is in 96 hours from now. Happy holidays everyone!

No one said sparring against THE Pyrrha Nikos was easy, but there was one person she had met, one boy, who just so happened to be her team leader, that she found herself absolutely smitten with as he determined to make himself better through her guidance. No matter what happened, whether it was one of his childlike moments or one of his serious leader talks, Jaune always managed to make Pyrrha smile, and she admired his determination and his ability to go head to head with her out of his own volition.

Today however, was the day that they took a break from their training to venture into the city, alone, together. Somewhere, Nora was beaming from ear to ear and Weiss was thanking the gods that Jaune had finally decided to open his eyes. Their venture took them to a small holiday festival that had required a large portion of Vale's shopping district to be closed off in order to accommodate for the large crowds and street vendors. The wandered among them as Pyrrha browsed many of the vendor's tables.

At one point, Pyrrha managed to find herself wrapped up in a conversation that seemed to last a lifetime. The man running the booth had been from Mistral and happened to be a huge fan of Pyrrha when she was a reigning champion. "Mistral's Golder Girl" he kept calling her which Jaune could tell was making her very uncomfortable. At one point while she was signing autographs for him, her hand began shaking and Jaune had to physically pull her away to avoid her kindness getting the best of her and having her succumb to her anxiety and pass out in the middle of a large crowd.

She began hyperventilating as they walked way, many of her breaths coming in rapid gasps. Jaune dragged her to an alley and away from the crowds to allow her decent room to breathe. He held her hand all the while, stroking the back of it with his thumb to try and soothe her more. It took her several minutes before her breathing became normal again and she collapsed from exhaustion into Jaune's embrace.

"Aren't you usually the one who has to hold me up?" he asked jokingly. Pyrrha lightly chuckled into his chest as she snaked her arms around him.

"Never… let me do that… again," she said in between desperate breaths of air.

"Sure thing. Are you ready to keep going?" he asked.

"If I'm being completely honest, I think I would rather go back to the dorms," she admit sheepishly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes please?"

"Okay." Jaune took her by the arm and lead her back to their dorm, doing his best to keep her shielded from potential fan boys as they sped past.

Back at the dorms, they had changed into more comfortable clothes as Jaune prepared some popcorn and a movie for them to enjoy together. It was an old holiday movie from his childhood about a young hunter in training who just wanted a gun but was always told that he will shoot his eye out with it and should wait.

Pyrrha snuggled up close to Jaune as he rested an arm around her shoulder. "This is more like it," she hummed, burying her head in his chest where she truly felt safe from her insecurities and her fears.

Jaune was always there for her, despite his momentary lapse in judgment while he was still lovesick over Weiss. It was during the dance that he had finally opened his eyes and they had ended up together at the end of the night. It was after the dance outside their dorm that they had finally shared their first kiss. Since then, they had been, as Nora would put it, together-together. A term she had been dying to use to describe her and Ren, but it was the only thing she had convinced herself to not be enthusiastic to do which could simply be asking Ren out on an official date.

Pyrrha and Jaune had made it not even five minutes into the movie before it was forgotten completely, and they had resolved to snuggling in silence together. She was relishing in the constant motion of feeling Jaune's chest rise and fall as he breathed, the steady heartbeat beating in her ear that she knew was hers. Every time she hummed contently, she could hear his heart skip a beat. She protested when Jaune had shrugged her away and sat up to retrieve something from the bedside table. Her protest subsided when Jaune produced for her a small black box and handed it to her.

"I know it's a few days early," he said sheepishly. "But I couldn't wait to give it to you."

"What is it?" she asked.

"Why don't you open it and find out?"

She shot him an accusatory glance before she slowly lifted the lid on the box, holding her gaze with him until it had been fully opened. She glanced down finally to the sight of a beautiful green diamond cut in the shape of a heart and set in a plain silver band.

"It's a promise ring," he commented. "Now, no matter where you are, I will always be with you and we will always have each other."

"Thank you, Jaune," she said shakily. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she threw her arms around him, showering his face with kisses as she went along. "I love you, Jaune."

"I love you too, Pyrrha," he returned, and the two laid back into the bed for one of the most memorable nights of their lives.