Only to Jaune

Blake looked at him with wavering eyes and a quivering lip. She leaped from her bed and ran for the door. As she reached it, she stopped and turned back, grabbing him by the arm and tugging him along with her.

Jaune didn't resist - he simply let her take him. And she didn't stop. She dragged him down the hall, around the corner, and into the stairwell. After checking to assure nobody was around, she took a seat on the steps, hugging her legs tightly to her. Jaune sat beside her, looking her over.

She was clearly feeling ****, trying her hardest not to cry. He knew he could just command her to tell him, but he cared more about her - about all his girls - than that.

He simply reached out and took her hand. She looked up at him, and the waterworks began.

Blake began to talk, slowly but surely. She told him about the White Fang. Who and what they were - and are now. That she was previously one of them. That Ozpin not only knew this, but pulled her aside to discuss it with her, and how sorry she was that she kept this hidden from him for so long.

Jaune didn't respond. He didn't know what to say. He just listened as Blake slowly moved closer to him, eventually snuggling up beside him. And when she finished...

He hugged her. And she cried even harder.

They didn't move. He just let her snuggle with him as he stroked her head. Eventually she calmed down.