{Weiss x Male Reader} Icicles

Chapter 2: Falling Star

A week later, your parents wakes you up as you received an invitation to the Schnee household. They gleamed with pride as they showed you the invitation. All they kept talking about was how their son was being accepted into the well-known wealthy family. All they kept thinking was how you were gonna be part of their family... to inherit their wealth... but you knew why you were really being invited.

You dressed fanciful, due to your parents' wishes... and you arrived to the Schnee family household. You saw what they had, now that it was daylight and no longer night. The grand lawn that was laid out was full of bright grass, gleaming with the dew drops. Bushes were cut in specific ways and styles. A sight to see, but you weren't here for the sight... no, you were here for one person only.

You walked up to the front doors and rang the doorbell. Nervously, you fixed your tie. You were not just here to talk to Weiss, but you also had to impress the Schnee family... unless you wanted to get kicked out. The door opens and you see a servant. 

He was dressed in a white shirt and a black vest. He also wore a blue tie. He wore a mustache and was bald. He bowed, "Ah, you must be Sir (l/n). My name is Klein, and I'll show you where Miss Schnee is located. Please, come with me."

"Thank you, Klein." You gently say as you followed him inside the household. You gazed around, you really didn't have a good look the last time you were here... but it was a beautiful place to live in.

"It's my job to treat the Schnee's guests like this. Anyway, I'm glad that you accepted Miss Schnee's invitation... it's not like she has this many guests."

"How many-"

"Sir, with all due respect, she doesn't have guests... so, if she sent you one and you accepted it, you must mean something to her. I only saw you that one night... the night of the party. What did you and Miss Schnee talk about?"

"Ah..." You nervously turn away, afraid to show your blush. "I'm sorry, that was a private conversation... I rather not talk about it..."

"Forgive me. I just want to know. She doesn't tend to make friends like you that quickly... I was just curious."

"I just found her and we kinda... connected. We talked about our lives... and how strict it was."

"Ah... yes, it's always been like that. Miss Schnee didn't want to be around here this much, and that she was completely strict with her current friends. She softened and realize that she didn't have to act like that anymore... I support her and her actions. I would do anything to help her."

"How well do you know her?"

He chuckles softly, "Hah... I must've watched her grown from her young years to the young woman she is now. I care about her, and I see that you're someone else to confide her true feelings to."

"What kind-"

"Ah! Never mind that." Klein says as he stops at a pair of double doors. He places his hands on the handles, sighing. He looks up at you, "Please, take care of my little snowflake. I believe that you can keep her safe."

You nod, "I'll do my best."

"Thank you, Sir (l/n)." He opens the door and you were greeted by the warm sunlight in the backyard. Weiss stood at the fountain, sitting as if she was a princess. "The lady is sitting there..."

"Thank you." You say, walking towards Weiss.

As you got closer, you heard a sweet sound of her voice. Singing... she was well-known for her beautiful singing, and they weren't wrong. The way she sang, it was like she was a hidden angel. "Just a little bird... waiting for the warm wind..." She says as she touched the water. "Please help... and take flight...". You cleared your throat, making her jump. Her crystal blue eyes stared into your eyes, softening as she recognized you. "(y/n)! You came." She smiled and jumped onto you, wrapping her arms around her. "I'm... so glad you came..."

"Thanks for inviting me." You say, wrapping your arms around her. "You truly do have a beautiful voice..."

As she releases you, she blushed and turned away from you. "I-It's my new song... A Little Bird."

"I can't wait to hear it."

"If you want, I can give you a personal performance... you can hear it for the first time, before anyone."

"A special performance?" You stared at her as she nods. "I don't want to sound needful... but sure." You lit up as she smiled at you. "I would love to hear your singing... it's so beautiful."

"Why thank you..."

"I'll be honored to hear your singing... "

She giggles, and for the first time hearing her giggle like that... you couldn't help but brush her bangs aside. "Ah! (y/n)... what are you doing?" She asks, confusion filled her eyes.

"I don't know..."

"W-Well... shall we walk around? And perhaps, we can have some lunch together-"

"I didn't expect to be around here for this long... but, as long as we're still talking to each other, I don't mind a damn thing." You smiled as you take her hand. "Go ahead and show me around here... after all, you invited me here."

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You and Weiss decided to walk around the property and held hands. But you both didn't know that you held each others hands... it felt, right. Why? Why did it feel right to hold her hand? But, if she didn't mind it, why worry over it?

Lunch came and went, and it was just peaceful... then, it was time to say goodbye. Weiss Schnee, the heiress of the Schnee Company stood at the front door. As you were about to leave, it was like she was heart-broken... she didn't want you to leave, as she tried to reach out for you.

"(y/n)... I don't want you to leave..." She pleads as she finally took your arm, prohibiting you to leave. "Please..."

You sighed, "I'll come more often, Weiss... I promise." You say, bringing relief to her. She relaxed and she sighed, releasing your arm. "I'll come back."

Weiss then straightened her back and in a tone I never personally heard from her, she spoke, "I want you here tomorrow... 12 pm sharp."

You smirked at her, "Alright, I'll be here tomorrow." You started to walk backwards, "Goodbye, Weiss Schnee..."

She smiled at you, attempting not to giggle, "You dunce..." She whispers before she closes the front door. You melted the ice that surrounded her... the single question that lingered in your head was, 'What are your feelings?'