-Leliana Pov-

Sitting with Juane, I listen to him as he strums on his guitar. I was very surprised when he told me he knew how to play, and when he asked me to listen to one of his songs. Listening to him sing, he has a decent voice. However, I frown when the song ends up being so he can ask Weiss to the dance. He finishes, and looks a me with such pride in his eyes. " So? Do you think Weiss will go with me to the dance?"

I look at him, and shake my head. " Juane, she's going to the dance with (y/n). And, I'm pretty sure they're going to get together." Right in front of me, he deflates, all the pride and confidence he had in himself being knocked out of him.

" What did I do wrong," he asks sadly. " My mom told me I need to be confident, and outgoing. And yet, it never works for me. What did I do wrong? And what does (y/n) have that I don't?" I look at him sadly, and place a hand on his shoulder.

" Juane, (y/n) has been friends with Weiss for pretty much all their lives. Even though they had been separated, the two of them have a special bond no one can ever interfere with. The two of them have been waiting for each for years," I tell him, and he deflates even more.

" Oh okay," he says, starting to put away his guitar. " So, I never had a chance with her in the first place is what you're saying." Before he can leave the room, I block him off, and make him look me in the eyes.

" Juane. Weiss and (y/n) have something that no one can interfere with. You shouldn't beat yourself up for it." He gives a scoff, and then sits down on his bed, and says how he just doesn't get it.

" (y/n) does the exact things I do for Weiss," he says. " The nicknames, like ' Snow Angel' and complimenting her. So, why does it work for him, and not for me?" I frown, seeing how saddened he is by this. I put an arm around him, and rest his head on my shoulder.

" Juane, like I said, (y/n) and Weiss have a special bond. I don't know how to put it into words, and I don't know if there are words for it. But what they have? It's incredible. When he calls her those nicknames, like ' Weiss Cream,' it's his way of telling her he loves her. And, she has her own ways of showing how much she loves him."

He thinks for a second about what he wants to say, but I keep going. " She knows him like the back of her hand. And in turn, (y/n) knows everything about her. He can tell from subtle glances and gestures what she's thinking. When she's sad, or happy. The two of them support each other, and carry each other."

Sadly, he buries his face in his hands. " Juane, listen to me. (y/n) is in love with Weiss. But what you have for her is just a crush." He looks up and tries to deny it. " Okay. It isn't just a crush. You really like her. So, tell me a bit about her. Hopes for the future, dreams, fears."

A silence fills the room, as he tries to answer the question. Seeing this, I give him a small smile. " If I asked (y/n), he could tell me this in a second. And Weiss could tell me the same thing about (y/n) in turn. That's why she likes him Juane."

This makes him sigh, and he turns to me. " To be blunt," I say. " You and Weiss could never make it. Her heart belonged to (y/n) from the second he called her ' Weiss Cream.' And his heart belonged to her from the second they met."

Juane nods, and looks slightly happier. " Juane, you're a great guy," I tell him. " Kind, loyal to your friends. Brave when it counts. And you're funny and cute. Just because it won't work out with Weiss,  it doesn't mean no one will like you. There are people who care about you, and would be happy to go to the dance with you."

He looks up, getting happier and happier. " Really? Like who?" I smile, and stand up. Taking a deep breath, I turn back to him.

" Me," I tell him. " I would love to go to the dance with you. That is, if you would want to go with me." His eyes widen, and he starts to nod. It takes him a few moments to manage to stop nodding.

" Of course," he says. Standing up, he pulls me into a hug. " Thanks! And not just for going to the dance with me, but for talking to me."

Nodding, he and I sit talking, and finishing the details for going to the dance. Eventually, his team comes back to the room, and then I go back to my dorm.

-Your Pov-

You sit in your dorm, touching where Weiss kissed your forehead. It isn't the first gentle kiss you've gotten from her, but they are always so wonderful to you. You wonder if going to the dance with her will end with a kiss to the lips. Hers have always looked so soft and kissable. John smirks, and tosses a pencil at you.

" Hey Romeo," he says sarcastically. " Yang and Weiss are going to try and get Blake to go to the dance. And then after that the two of them are gonna go looking for dressed. Yang wants to go on a double-date after. Wanna come?"

" Yeah of course," you tell him happily. He smiles, and then goes to write a text to his girlfriend on his scroll. Leliana strolls through the door, and announces that she and Juane will be going to the dance together. You smile.

Sitting with your team, you feel like you're on the top of your world with your family.

( let me know what you thought. Focusing on their relationships with their significant others, and each other.)