A/N: People seemed to like getting more Jaune and Yang interactions from the last short, so without further ado, another short written from a tiny inspiration.

Jaune shivered and tugged his coat a little bit tighter around himself as he walked through Beacon's courtyard. He was heading towards the airship docks, not to catch a flight into Vale, but rather to enjoy the view and have some time away from the chaos that was his dorm room.

Where Nora had gotten the idea to carry a stove into their rooms so she could get Ren to make pancakes with it, well, he'd be fine never finding out.

He reached the docks platforms and made his way to the edge, taking a seat. The cold November air brushed his face, picking up off the ocean tides.

His time so far at Beacon had been full of excitement and surprises. First becoming the leader of his team, and learning how to be a good one while trying to actually become a decent fighter. Getting to know his teammates and new friends, and finding that they were all the greatest people he'd ever gotten to know. Heck, even Weiss was friendly with him now.

Of course, he didn't flirt like an idiot with her anymore, that probably helped.

Now he was almost half way through his second year. He'd never thought he would make it this far, after how tough the first few weeks here had been. He was even catching up in combat class, that was probably the second biggest surprise he could think of getting so far.

The biggest one though…

"Enjoying some alone time, Lady Killer?"

Jaune turned his head, not having heard Yang sneaking up behind him until she'd spoken. She gave him a sideways smile and closed the rest of the distance, sitting down beside him.

"Needed some air." He replied, "That and Nora dropped a stove on my bed."

Yang nodded, "Yea, we heard that." She bumped shoulders with Jaune, tilting her head in his direction. "So what'cha thinkin about?"

Jaune huffed out a laugh, knowing Yang wasn't going to let him distract her. She was too observant to take the half truth he'd given her.

"Just, wanted to take in my experiences at Beacon so far." He told her, "I mean, I never expected things to be how they are now, I'm actually alright at fighting, I'm leader of a team and haven't run it into the ground." He paused, grinning a little, "I got a beautiful girlfriend." He looked in time to catch Yang roll her eyes, before she reached over and took his hand in her own.

"I could only keep calling you Lady Killer for so long before it ended up being true, I guess." She teased, before her expression turned a little more earnest, "We should tell everyone, you know."

Jaune sighed, "Yea, I know."

If he was being honest, he was avoiding that. He was very afraid of the reactions of some of their teammates. Really, most of them would probably be fine with him and Yang, maybe disbelieving or something like that. It was just, well, he knew by now that Pyrrha liked him, a lot. He'd figured it out before he'd even started dating Yang, and he'd been trying pretty much everything short of outright telling her to let her know that he didn't see her that way. She was like one of his sisters.

He worried that telling everyone would pull apart the friendship they did have, and that was the last thing he wanted.

The other problem was Ruby, no matter how good his friendship with Ruby was, she was Yang's sister, and he had no idea how she would react to her sister and her first friend at Beacon being together. Yang seemed confident that Ruby would be happy for them, but Jaune couldn't help that lingering doubt in his mind.

He was broken out of his thoughts by a light punch to his side, he turned and found Yang giving him a look. "Putting it off and brooding about it isn't going to make their reactions change, Jaune." She scolded. "When we started dating, I know we decided to keep it secret because we agreed if things didn't work out, we could just go back to being friends and no one would be the wiser, but, well, things are working out." Yang's cheeks went a light pink as she admitted this, none of her usual bravado on display.

"It's best that we tell them now, before we've been together too long, because the longer we wait the worse this will get."

Jaune sighed, hanging his head, "Yea, I know Yang, it's just, it's hard, you know?" He felt fingers on his chin tugging his face upwards, and then her warm lips pressing against his cheek, and for a moment he wasn't cold anymore.

"I don't think it's supposed to be easy, Jaune, but we need to do it anyways, just like any other challenge."

He felt himself nod, as her hand drifted from his chin to the back of his neck, fingers curling into the hair there. He smiled at how warm her hand was, she was never cold thanks to her semblance.

"You know, Beacon has plenty of quiet spots indoors if you wanted to sit by your lonesome, Jaune." She teased, leaning closer to warm him up after noticing him shiver, "Or was the Fresh Air really important to you?"

Shrugging, Jaune wrapped an arm around her waist greedily, because really he'd been trying to hide the fact he was freezing. November in Vale was not fall weather, not anymore. "I guess I wanted the view." He replied, "Besides, I love watching the sunset." He nodded his head forwards, gesturing for her to look where the sun was slowly slipping below the horizon.

When she did look, Jaune took a moment to glance at her, smiling at the way her hair lit up in the dying sunlight.

His moment was broken, however, as Yang suddenly went into action, pulling away and hopping to her feet.

"Welp" she spoke, "C'mon, you're cold, and I'm not a human furnace." As she said this, she offered her hands to pull him up, and he took them, holding on after he'd gotten to his feet next to her.

"We can sit by one of the fires in the common rooms with some hot chocolate, if you want?" she offered, smiling warmly at him.

Jaune squeezed her hands in thanks, "Maybe we can get our teams to come with us?" he gave her a shy smile, "That way we can tell them some things I've been putting off lately."

If it was even possible, Yang's smile got wider, "Sure thing Jaune."

She leaned in and kissed him, spreading warmth through his chest. She didn't pull away when the kiss ended, instead wrapping her arms around him in an embrace, which he returned, foreheads pressed together.

Before either could speak, Jaune noticed something white landing on top of Yang's head. He pulled his head back to get a better look, seeing that it was snow. As he realized this, he noticed more snow falling to the ground lightly around them.

Yang noticed this as well, and pouted as she tried to brush the snow off of her hair, and Jaune laughed at her fixation.

She turned to him with a fake scowl, "C'mon, I don't want my hair getting wet!"

Still laughing, Jaune reached into his coat pocket, where he always left his beanie, and grabbed it, taking it out and pulling it snugly over Yang's head to cover her hair for her.

She crossed her arms and huffed at him, and he managed to stop laughing. Her hair puffed out from under his beanie because of how much there was, but his hat did its job. Yang looked adorable wearing it too, though Jaune would never say that to her face.

He offered a hand to her, "We better get going." He prompted.

She took it, finally smiling again, and nodded. Together, they headed back towards Beacon.