Arkos Diary Entry 2: The First Kiss

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Jaune entered the JNPR dorm room. He was holding a tray with respective mugs of his and Pyrrha's. Hers was amber-colored coupled with accents of crimson, it was clear when you closely examined its craftsmanship it was made of the highest quality ceramic, handcrafted and showed hints of sentimental care in its creation. While Jaune's looked old, worn out and fading in color showing the mug's blank canvas with years of cracks, chips, and handling. He set down Pyrrha's cup filled with coffee by her desk and sat his cup filled with orange juice on his. Their desks were seated together so that they were facing each other.

Jaune couldn't make sense of all this. Every time he needed help studying from Pyrrha they did this routine all the time. But, now he couldn't help but want to stare at her the whole time. He looked back down and scanned the study material he had. All of it should've helped him focus his mind, but this time it was distracting him because his mind was still on Pyrrha. Pyrrha lifted her mug and smelled the coffee. She sighed with relief. She liked how Jaune made the coffee just right for her.

"Thank you Jaune," she said warmly.

Jaune was too deep in thought to even hear her. His mind was replaying what happened hours ago over and over again. Pyrrha took a breath and lightly touched his hand. He jumped a bit as he looked straight up to meet her eyes. He noticed the flushed redness in her cheeks and felt his reciprocate. He held her hand a little firmly. Pyrrha's flushed cheeks deepened in color and she could feel her heart racing.

"Pyrrha.....what are we.....?" he nervously asked.

Her heart was accelerating in speed.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

Jaune's nerves felt more frayed now. He was fearful of rejection, but he had to know.

"I mean think about what just happened," he mused.

"What is there to think about?" she asked.

Jaune felt his heart sink a little just like his shoulders that started drooping along.

"I mean if you don't look at me that way it's alright you know I've had my heart broken before so no biggie....." he said melancholically.

"Jaune..." she said.

Pyrrha let her fingers slowly interlock with his. Jaune slowly pulled his hand away from her.

"I'll be fine, no need to worry about me, Mr. Jaune Arc will be just fine....." he lied.

Pyrrha could see right through his facade. Jaune looked glum and down just like how he was with Weiss, maybe even worse. She reclaimed his hand firmly and gently kissed it.

He stared at her as he could feel his heart flutter.

"What-" He dumbfoundedly muttered.

She let go of his hand, got up from her desk, sat on her bed and patted an empty spot for him.

"Is it alright if we take a break?" She asked.

"Sure...?" He agreed but was very confused.

He slowly got up and sat next to her.

She held her hand out to him. He stared at it not really sure what to do.

"Um...," he muttered.

"May I....have your hand?" she nervously asked.

"Oh.....okay." he reciprocated.

Jaune gave her his hand. Pyrrha grabbed it and brought it to her side. Jaune blushed and she giggled.

"Pyrrha?" He asked.

She proceeded to grab his other hand and placed it on her other side. Jaune looked to his hands, then at her face.

He felt like the dumbest human being in all of Remnant. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever known and he thought this whole time she was out of his league and yet here she was letting him hold her like this.

Pyrrha couldn't take it anymore so she leaned in and their lips met for the very first time. Jaune squeaked a bit but gradually held her more confidently with his hands.

They both couldn't believe this was happening.

A loud squealing suddenly startled them. They stopped kissing immediately and looked to the door seeing the whole gang watching them; Jaune forgot to close the door on the way in.

Nora had eyes of absolute ecstatic glee. She was viciously pulling at Ren who had a content smile on his face, he felt it was about the time when this would happen. Ruby had starry tear-filled eyes since she had never seen something so romantic before. She even thought it triumphed all the romance scenes in Ninjas of Love. Blake had a warm smile, she was happy for them. Yang had a smug smirk on her face shooting finger guns at Jaune. But, Weiss seemed to have a face of slight jealousy who instinctively held onto Neptune's hand. He didn't expect this but rolled with it.

"Weiss looks a bit jealous," Ruby said.

"I am not!!!" she refuted.

"Oh come on, no need to be Weiss cold about it," Yang pried.

As if on signal everyone groaned at Yang's pun.

"Hey, that was a good one you can't deny that," She defended.

"Gotta give ya credit Jaune, nice catch," Neptune said.

"NEPTUNE!" Weiss roared.

"What? It's true." Neptune defended himself.

Neptune pulled Weiss close to his side with his arm around her waist.

"No worries it's not like I'm vying for Pyrrha, Weiss," Neptune smoothly said.

She immediately blushed hot red as she fiercely pushed Neptune away from her. Weiss huffed at him as she stormed off to her dorm room, her teammates trailing behind her laughing. Neptune dejectedly stood there with his head hanging low. Sun laughed as he patted his teammate's back as he brought him back to their quarters. He gave Jaune a smile and thumbs up as they left.

The two looked embarrassed, not really sure how to respond. Jaune stared Nora down, thinking maybe she was behind all of this. Nora just gave him a sheepish smile back.

"What? We were enjoying the scene," she admitted.

"It's quite nice to see you two like this," Ren added.

Pyrrha placed her head onto Jaune's shoulder to ease him. He looked at her and quietly huffed, placing his head on top of hers. Nora grabbed Ren's arm.

"Let's give them some privacy, Ren," Nora said.

The two went off into the hallway leaving both Jaune and Pyrrha alone again.

They felt each other's presence. Pyrrha put her arm around Jaune's side. He looked back at her staring a bit.

"Have I ever told you that you look pretty with your hair down like that?" he asked.

Pyrrha blushed.

"Not directly, but yes," she said.

"Oh...." he realized.

She giggled at him and kissed him on the cheek.

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