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a little birthday present for @psynar

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Jaune watches her stroll through the bookstore, looking at the all the books that line the walls. Blake’s amber eyes are bright and wide as her fingers gently brushes the bindings of the books. When grabbing one, Blake is very careful as if one wrong move can destroy them.

Well…that is a half-truth. These books still need extra care since they are so old but most can still take a hit or two. Blake more than likely knows that a sneeze won’t turn the books to dust but the faunus is careful with the old books. She is like a kid at a candy story, unable to choice only a few books from a whole library of them.

Jaune has brought her here for many reason. One is that the faunus has been a little down as of late. What? Jaune doesn’t know. Blake hasn’t told him. Sometimes she does sometimes she doesn’t. Jaune doesn’t push. If Blake wants to tell what’s up, she will.

The blonde knight walks up to his raven haired girlfriend. Her eyes are locked on some classic mysteries. Jaune can see her eyes are locked on a book that has lost its vibrant colors and now is a dull red and brown. It is just out of arms reach for Blake so Jaune reaches up himself and carefully brings the book down. Blake happily takes the book from his hands.

“Thank you.” Blake says as she opens the book. Some dust comes off the book as she turns the crinkly, yellow pages. The book may be small but the writing in the book is so small Jaune wonders how Blake is able to read it without some sort of magnification. She must read stuff like this all the time and by the looks of her face, Blake will be lost in that book for days on end. Out of all the books she has picked out, all of which lie in a neat stack by her feet, this is the one that has capture her attention the most.

“You think you got enough books?” Jaune asks. She has to have at least seven in that stack. Blake only nods. Jaune carefully takes his girlfriend’s books in his arms. “You ready to check out? It’s getting late and after this one, the rides back to the school will be far and few between till morning. And I don’t think either of us want to be stuck in the city all night long.”

Blake makes a noise that means ‘yes’. She is ready to check out. Jaune guides her towards the counter where an older man checks out all the books. He is glad that he has put a little colored tag on all the books. Many people like Blake have come into the story and refuse to put down a book that they have found. This way at least he knows how much to charge without disturbing the reader.

The old man puts everything in a paper bag and gives it to Jaune. Jaune says thank you and good night and nudges Blake, telling her it’s time to go. The faunus follows Jaune out into the cool, crisp, night world that spring has come to offer. Before going any further, Jaune give Blake a kiss on the forehead.

“I hope you had a Happy Birthday, Blake.”

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(@psynar​ call this a kind of birthday present. Soon as i my lab ends, I’m going to write you something but till then , enjoy this. Happy birthday bro)

Outside the city of Vale is a frozen and fridge place. Fewdare to go outside and risk the chance of frostbite, hypothermia, or just flatout becoming a Popsicle. Those that dare step out in the artic with no sun liketemperatures only brave it for a few minutes before scurrying back indoors or someplacewarm.

Among those that have deiced to stay indoors are Jaune andBlake. The two sit beside a bright, orange fire that burns in the fireplace ofone of Beacon’s many large lounges. A large, cozy blanket cover the two andkeeps them in a warm cocoon.

Jaune watches the wood crack and splint as the fire slowlyeats it away and turns it into smoke and ash. Besides him, Blake is nose deepin a book. He doesn’t mind that his girlfriend is lost in her own world.Between all the studying and homework they have been recently given, thebookworm faunus has had little time to dedicate towards her favorite past time.Every so often Jaune looks down at the book to see what has Blake’s attention.Some weird fantasy and post-apocalypse.

YES TO THE WHITE ROSE THING AND WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME UP WITH CASKIEL OR DID WAS THAT LIKE THE FIRST THING THAT CAME TO YOUR HEAD WHEN THINKING OF IT. OMFG.