Coffee dates were sacred for Ruby. Weiss had money, lots of it, but this was one of the things that she allowed her to pay for. For the past year since they had been together she had tried to keep herself from getting spoiled by her girlfriend's money and spending habits. So these little dates at the cafe, where it was affordable with whatever stipend she received from their missions as huntresses-in-training, were invaluable.

Weiss didn't seem to mind that it was not the quality that she was used to. In fact, Ruby was sure that the coffee from her own machine used better ingredients than she would ever find at this local cafe. And yeah, sure, she often complained that the cost at this particular cafe was high for the quality of coffee the two were getting. But she never let it get in the way of her own enjoyment - she was more than happy to spend the time with Ruby, and that in itself was its own reward.

Seated side-by-side in the corner table with the extra tall chairs and away from the rest of the cafe, it was just the two girls by themselves. The picturesque coffee date. Sweet, sweet coffee, a nice batch of cookies, and Weiss all to herself on a lazy Saturday afternoon.

"You know, if I hadn't met you don't think I would have started drinking coffee."

Ruby watched as her lips curled in a small smirk after giving a tiny scoff. "Considering all the cream and sugar you put in, I hesitate to call it coffee at this point." It was worded as a pointed barb, but with how she delivered the line it was hardly of any concern to her.

Taking a sip of her drink, she felt Weiss' legs edge against hers and she responded in kind, tucking her ankle behind her white boots. That way it would help prevent smudges, something that the girl was very particular about. Just like anyone else - no one liked getting their clothes dirty, after all. But she seemed to internalize it at another level. She had once seen the girl wash her skirt a total of-

"Ruby."

She looked up from her second cookie to see her ice blue eyes fixed on the lid of her cup. "Hmm?"

Her knee bent back, picking her boot off the ground and taking hers with her. "Do you remember the first time we kissed?"

She hastily swallowed her cookie. "Weiss, of course! How could I for-"

Weiss' leg rocked again. "Careful not to raise your voice."

"We just finished our first team mission - well, first official mission - at the middle of our second year and we were at that bar where Yang got really drunk and-"

Her leg rocked again, and this time Ruby paused in her speech. Weiss licked her lips, mashing them against each other as whatever thoughts formulated behind them. She felt her own eyes tracing their contour as they stretched. "Do you remember what you said after that?"

Her eyelids fell down, thinking back to that night. She recalled the butterflies in her stomach, making her flip and turn as she stared at her plate of food, pushing the items aside in idle thought. She recalled the hardening of her will and turning to Weiss, leaning in, and placing the softest kiss she could muster onto her lips. She felt that embarrassed heat in her cheeks grow until they matched the red of her cape.

But for the life of her she wasn't sure of what she- oh wait. That.

Fuck.

Weiss' voice was controlled but uncertain. It was unusual for someone who had always been so confident. "You said that you wanted to do that for some time, but you believed you weren't gay. Do you… Does that still hold true?" After finishing, she took a sip of her coffee again, and her knuckles looked tense as she held the cup.

"I mean-" Ruby tried to start, but each time she opened her mouth only wordless air came out. She wasn't sure if she honestly didn't know or was just putting the question off after so much time, but she didn't have an answer. At least not a yes or a no. Her left hand snaked under the table, seeking out hers. When they found their target, Weiss remained still before giving a squeeze back.

"I… I like this. I do. Really." It was a lame reply, and she knew and hated it.

There was a terse sigh from Weiss, almost a huff if anything. "Have you considered what lies beyond all the handholding and coffee?"

In truth, she had. It was a scary thought most of the time. They've hugged and kissed and cuddled here and there and they weren't above sharing a bed for missions. But at the same time she knew she had a crush on Jaune when she first started attending Beacon, bolstered by the numerous times she watched him get turned down by the very girl she was now dating. But she pushed it aside once she saw how hopeless it was for Pyrrha. She was done with it by the time the dance had happened.

And that was when she saw Weiss in that dress.

"I'm not here to trick you into thinking you like me. That would be unethical." Weiss took another sip of her coffee, her voice tingling in the air. "I've always enjoyed our time together, even outside of our dates. But… I would like at least some clarity about us."

Ruby tried to start up again, her body shrinking down, hand gripping tightly against Weiss'. "It's weird. I mean," she felt her cheeks heat up, feeling embarrassed as she thought more and more about the topic on hand. "I know how things work at the end of the day and-" her voice died down to a mumble.

From the side of her vision, Weiss' chest rose and fell with a breath. "You'll have to repeat yourself. You're mumbling."

Oh, great, now she had to say it all over again.

"I like guys." There, she said it. As she worked up the courage to continue, Weiss' hand squeezed hers, giving a small kick with her leg again. But she stayed silent, patient. She knew there would be more, and Ruby continued. "I mean, I know I'm attracted to guys, and in the past I would get off to guys. I like it when a dick goes into the girl."

Her cheeks burned and she could feel her lips pursing and shifting, struggling to speak and ignoring how bad it must have sounded. "But when it comes to you, it's like- I mean, after that moment when I knew there was something else I went and… researched, if you catch-"

"I understand what you mean, yes."

"I found that looking at girls just don't do it for me. Only if I tried really hard then okay, it happened. Otherwise no, it didn't interest me. But you, you're just…" She let her head thunk against the table in defeat, surrounding her face with her other arm. Her throat softly whined in frustration, trying to remind herself that she was still in one piece."You're just you."She was not expecting to be put on trial today. It was supposed to just be a thing with coffee and cookies and maybe a few stolen kisses here and there. But it was all out now. And any moment this was going to end. Weiss would throw off her hand and-

"So if I understand," Weiss spoke slowly, Ruby's hammering heart being spurned even faster, "when you viewed pornography and watched women engaging in lesbian sex, it didn't, for lack of a proper word for our current setting, do it for you."

"Yep."

"In any way?"

"Yeeep."

"... But you mean to imply that I do it for you." A pause. "Is that correct?"

Ruby had no real response. In hindsight it was obvious that she had revealed her hand. She had mentioned that Weiss was different, that there was this strange separation, that Weiss was somehow neither male nor female but was Weiss. And then once she started talking about sexual attraction, it just all snowballed into this, and-

"It was this one dream, okay?" she dared to peek her eyes over Weiss and instantly regretted it, feeling herself bake under the ice blue eyes. She turned her head back down into the fortress that was her arms, but that scrutinizing feeling never left her. "I mean, it was as weird as any dream starts out. Beacon was made of cookies and I was eating the walls. But then I got to the showers and you were naked. I made one glance at you and then I was naked too."

She would have killed to have been able to lie to Weiss. But that was impossible. The girl had a way of somehow dredging up everything out of her without even trying. Please don't ask what happened. Pleasedon'tpleasedon'tpleasedon'tpleasedon't-

"And then what happened?"

Ruby bit her lip and a small whimper escaped her throat. She did her best to become small, hoping to become one with the table and chairs and disappear forever.

"...I'm sorry, Ruby. I should be-"

"We kissed. A lot."

There was a sharp intake of breath again from Weiss. There was another small pause, but she knew that curiosity would get the best of her. "Please continue, if you're able to."

"You fingered me. You fingered me really hard and good."

"So it… did it for you then, correct?"

"Y-Yeah," she whimpered out. There was a pause, and once again Ruby ventured out to look at Weiss. Her eyes opened just in time to see the cup to be tilted up, chugged in an un-Weiss manner before being firmly set down onto the table. There was one final gulp, a gentle bobbing of the skin at her throat before she turned to gaze back.

Her gaze fell away for only the briefest of moments, but came back to her again. "Would you… Would you be open to sex in our relationship?"

If it was any other girl, Ruby was sure she would have said no. But Weiss was no ordinary girl. Porn and her own attempts at proving otherwise said so.

"... Okay."

It wasn't really a yes or a no, but Weiss' hand softly squeezed hers, and Ruby had never felt so relieved and yet anxious at the same time.

"We'll see if we can discuss this more, then."