-Weiss Pov-

Hearing Leliana suggest I have feelings for (y/n) caught me off guard. In my embarrassment and being flustered, I didn't get a chance to see how (y/n) reacted to the possibility. I don't know why I denied it as soon as I regained my composure. When she suggested I had feelings for him, it made me think. I pictured myself with him, and I have to admit he was a lovely boyfriend in the little daydream I had. Dating him would be different from any of the other boys who father had tried to get me with, usually to try and close business deals. And I know (y/n) would be with me for me, rather than the money or any of the other numerous reasons boys had previously shown interest in me.

A relationship with (y/n) would be simply wonderful. He would always make time for me, and make sure to go to things I wanted to, and I know he would always support me. From anything like concerts, to charity dinners and dances I need to attend. And of course, I would be sure to support him. I know (y/n) would always ask before kissing me, and be sure that I was comfortable with anything he wanted to do. A relationship with him would be soft kisses good morning and good night, his warm hugs, his laughter filling the room. Him carrying me home if my heels got uncomfortable. Stealing his jackets, or hoodies. Giving him my hair ties as good luck charms. I wonder if he would rather be big spoon or little spoon?

Wait, why I am thinking about any of this? I don't have feelings for him. We met when we were just kids, too young to be in a relationship, and this is the first time he and I have seen each other in Oum knows how long. Even if we did like each other, he and I need so much more time to get to know each other again. Besides, (y/n) has always come out and admitted things when he has a problem or feels a certain way. If he did have feelings for me, he would have come out and said so.

Still though, as I think about it, he has done more for me that could be interpreted as romantic than any other guy I ever met. Two necklaces dangle from my neck as proof of that. And really, he was always the one that was by my side. (y/n) was the one who always picked me up when I was down. Like when you drive in the rain, and when you go under a bridge the rain stops. He....he was always my bridge.

The idea of me with him...no, I couldn't date him. If we broke up, I would lose my best friend. I couldn't do that. I don't know what I would do without (y/n). I had to figure that out for years when he moved away, and I don't want to have to know what that's like ever again. After all this time, he is finally back in my life, and I don't care if it's romantic or platonic. He's back, and that is enough for me.

Like always though, a voice in the back of my head decides to mess with me. It asks if I would be okay with (y/n) dating someone else, and then without thinking I tighten my grip around my drink, almost crushing the container. And that's when I sigh and admit it to myself. I would hate to see (y/n) dating another girl. The idea of someone else having the relationship with him I described would just crush me. The idea of him coming up with a nickname like ' Weiss Cream' for anyone else. It crushes me to even think of someone else being with him. To think of him giving someone else the same feeling he gives me. That's why I reacted so strongly when Yang began to flirt with him. Because, I was jealous and scared that he might like her. That's why. For everything it had to do with protecting him from someone who might want to use him, it was also because I was scared she would take him away from me.

Looking back up at him, I see him give a small smile as he laughs at something John said. Smiling in return, I find my resolve. Years ago, I lost him when my father made us stop being friends. I'm not going to lose him this time by being too scared to tell him how I feel. I'm not going to lose (y/n) ever again.

-Your Pov-

Hearing Weiss quickly deny that she might have feelings for you stings. You didn't expect her to say she did, but how quickly she had shut down that idea. Like it was something she hated, or something that would never happen in a million years had been rough. You wondered why the idea was so repulsive to Weiss. You knew you weren't exactly the perfect boyfriend, and it wasn't like Weiss was short on options. From the idiots who only wanted to date her for her last name, or the people like Juane who wanted to date her because she was pretty, to the people like you who would want to date her simply because she was an amazing person. In your mind, there was no man or woman alive who wouldn't be lucky to be with Weiss. So, how could you possibly compete with any of that?

And really, why would you want to. Above all, what you wanted was for Weiss to be happy. You remembered all the times when she would laugh or smile as a kid, and how it simply lit up the room. It was a simply beautiful sound. Truly, there was nothing like that in the entire world. Just like there was no one like Weiss in the world. You admitted to yourself how deep your feelings for her ran. How much the idea of her being called ' Weiss Cream' by anyone else made you shiver. How much the idea of her being with anyone else hurt you.

Realizing this, you sighed. Years ago, you were seperated from her. And, after years you had finally found your way back to her. And nothing, not her father, or some noodly blonde guy who hit on her, or your fear, nothing would take you away from her ever again. At the moment, you decided to tell her your feelings sometime before it was too late. 

( wanted a chapter where both reader and Weiss recognize their feelings for each other. wrote this during school, so let me know what you think. Also, next chapters deals with the scene with Velvet being bullied, and then Weiss saying Ruby shouldn't be team leader. I don't know the order those happen in, so if someone could let me know for story accuracy, it would help.)