Can I have Your Number
“Oh yeah,” Jaune said pulling out his scroll while his team walked towards a waving Ruby. Jaune scrolled through his contacts before realizing something, “Wait, I don’t have her number.”
Reese stared at her scroll, the contacts screen staring back. ‘How did we never trade numbers?’ Team ABRN was eating in the cafeteria having chosen to eat in one of the corners of the cafeteria preferring to keep to themselves. Though they were expecting team JNPR to join them.
Arslan glanced at Reese from across the table, “What’s wrong girl?”
“I don’t have Jaune’s number. I don’t know how we didn’t think about it, but we didn’t,” Reese admitted.
“Oh,” Bolin stood up and looked around before squinting a bit, “I think they are over there. I see Pyrrha’s ponytail and a couple heads of blonde hair. One of those should be him.”
Reese followed her teammate’s line of sight seeing the signature ponytail of the amazon, “It looks like they are just sitting down. I’ll finish eating before I go over.” Reese turned back to her food wanting to give Jaune some space to finish his own meal before discussing how to approach the day.
Arslan nodded, “Not wanting to crowd him, right?”
“Yeah,” Reese responded between bites, “I’m still not sure how I’m supposed to act with him. I know how my parents act, but they have been together forever, and didn’t meet and get married on the same night. So far, he’s been great, and I don’t hate him, but I don’t love him either. All I know about him is he is a student at beacon and doing well here despite lying his way in.” Reese signed as she put down her fork. “Great now I’ve lost my appetite.”
Arslan frowned at Reese, “The only way to fix those problems are to go talk to him. You two don’t have to be attached at the hip but figuring out where the border lies is important.”
“I know guess I’ll go talk to him. I need to get his number anyways,” Reese got up a walked through the tables to where she’d seen Pyrrha earlier and as she got closer, she saw the group Jaune was sitting with. Nora and Ren were across from him with Pyrrha to his left then to his right and ren’s left sat who she assumed was JNPR’s sister team. A team of four girls, four attractive girls. ‘Ok if Jaune was out with all of them how did he marry me?’
Just then Reese had a devious thought, ‘Oh I could have fun here.’ Reese walked up and tapped Jaune on the shoulder. “Hey handsome could I get your number,” Reese said trying to sound as flirty as possible while raising her pitch.
Without missing a beat or looking to see who was talking Jaune took his glove off showing his ring. “Sorry, I’m recently married,” he said returning to his breakfast.
Reese stared at her husband for a sec trying to decide if he genuinely thought she was someone else or if the gentleman from yesterday had become an asshole overnight. She decided to take her mother’s approach to when her father acted like this. Reese smacked the back of Jaune’s head, “And you were talking to said wife jackass!”
Nora burst out laughing along with the blonde girl from the other team. Ren and the smallest member of the group both looked as concerned as they were amused while the other two and surprisingly Pyrrha were all suppressing chuckles. Jaune to his credit looked at Reese and piecing together what had just happened looked like he wanted to disappear, “REESE, I’m so sorry I was distracted and only half paying attention so I really thought someone was just randomly asking me for-“ Jaune trailed off for a second. “The only woman in this school who would asking for my number this early would be you.” Jaune took a deep breath as Reese watched her husband go through several emotions in quick succession.
“At least I know I don’t have to worry about other women trying to still you. Didn’t think I did but good to see it,” Reese said arms crossed a smirk forming as she spoke. “We do need to trade numbers though.”
Jaune nodded, “Yeah, one sec.” Jaune pulled his scroll out of his pocket and after opening the contacts screen, he held the device out to Reese who did the same and after a small chime their contact info had been traded. “So, did you want to join us or were you going to head back to your team?”
Reese thought for a moment, “I think I’ll stay if you all don’t mind.” Teams RWBY and JNPR agreed that no one minded. Pyrrha scooted on the bench to let Reese sit next to Jaune. As the skater took her seat, she couldn’t help but notice that the Spartan’s smile was still strained. ‘That can’t be because of me right.’