-Your Dream Pov-

Waking up, you ran your hands through your hair. You know this dream, as you frequently get slight variations of it all the time. In this dream, you wake up and look around the room. Looking out the window, you see the same view you had before you moved away. Yes, this is the dream from those other nights. The one where you never moved away, and for some reason that varied dream to dream, Jacques never made Weiss stop spending time with you.

Going to school, you see a Weiss with bags under her eyes. Her singing career presumably. Last night she had a concert. The ticket prices were always expensive, and you had never been able to afford to go. Although, you had heard her sing before and knew she had the voice of an angel. The crowds must have loved her. She didn't know it, but one of the reasons you had gotten a part-time job was to save up to see one of her concerts. Every spare cent you had went into this, from your job, to allowances to money you got for the holidays.

She smiles sadly when she sees you. Making your way over to you, she sniffles. " Hey, Weiss Cream," you say, concern in your voice. " What's wrong? I know you had a concert last night. Did something happen?"

" Marcus broke up with me," she sniffles out. " He went to the concert, and found out that Winter was still the heiress to the family instead of me. (y/n), he was only with me because he wanted the perks of dating a Schnee."

Opening your arms, she buries herself in them. You know how this happens, having had variations of these so many times before. " I'm so sorry Weiss. Would you feel better if I held you for awhile longer, or if I went and beat the crap out of him."

Weiss pulls away from you enough to look you in the eyes. " (y/n), don't get in trouble on my behalf. This isn't worth it." Pulling her back into a hug, you rest your chin on her head, and stroke her back.

" The hell it isn't worth it," you tell her. " You're the best girl I know, and yet you have the shittiest luck with guys. They always cheat on you, or end up more interested in the perks of your last name. In the end, every guy you find ends up leaving you like this. He doesn't deserve you. None of them did."

In the end, she cries, before pulling away. " Thank you," she says softly. " And not just for the this time, but for all the times you've done this for me. I really appreciate it." You tell her it isn't a problem, and that you'll always do this for her.

A few weeks later, she comes to you. " You know how you told me that you'll always be there for me if a guy hurts me," she asks. Nodding, you look at her and see the happiness in her eyes. " Well, I found a guy who I know won't do that to me. I know he likes me for me, and not just by last name. Well, the truth is, I've known him for a long time, but I've only recently started looking at him in a romantic way."

Tilting your head, you look at her. She's only known a few people for a long time other than you, so you're hopeful and curious to who this might be. She starts poking her index fingers together. " The truth is (y/n), for some time I've had feelings for you. I've done my best to hide them in case you didn't feel the same, but I need to get them out."

The two of you lean in to kiss, and your lips gently brush. Pulling away, your foreheads touch, and you look at each other lovingly.

-Dream End-

But like always, you wake up not to long after that. The sun slowly starts to rise, and the light shines on Weiss. She's more beautiful than ever in the light. Thinking this, you find yourself letting out a sigh. You can't have feelings for you...can you? Do you?

-Weiss Dream Pov-

I stand in the concert hall, and look out into the crowds. My breathing becomes more rapid, seeing just how many people came today. Stage fright is nothing knew to me, but this time I freeze up. I can't do this. The people look at me with confusion, and some of them gesture irritated for me to continue. " Hey," I hear a voice call. I look over to the source, and I see (y/n) leaning against the wall. Only, that isn't possible. He moved away...didn't he? " Come on Weiss," he calls. " You can do this. I believe in you. If you can't believe in yourself, then believe in me who believes in you!"

Hearing him say that, my confidence swells. Like always, his simply being here for me gives me faith and courage in myself. Taking a deep breath, I open my mouth and begin to sing. When the song ends, the room breaks into cheers. The loudest of them all is (y/n). Hearing this, I get an idea. " Uh, thank you thank. Would (y/n) (l/n) please come to the stage?"

Confusion from the crowd. But, with no hesitation, (y/n) makes his way through the crowd. Eventually, he climbs on the stage with me. " (y/n) was one of the first people to ever hear my singing. And let me tell you, it wasn't always like this. But, through all of it, he has been my number fan. My supporter. My advocate. My best friend, and my boyfriend."

He looks at me confused, but also happy. I pull him into a passionate kiss, and the crowd erupts into cheers and clapping. Pulling away from him, I cup his face.

-Dream End-

And then my alarm rings. Sitting up, I see (y/n) putting on his shirt. Before he finishes doing so, I notice new muscles and scars he never had when he was a kid. He's...grown up well to see the least, and I kick myself for thinking that. That and the dream make me think. Do I have feelings for him?

( there's a reference in this chapter. let me know if you find it.)