No! No! No! I can't be having these feelings for him! He's the spirit of winter for Heavens sake! Why couldn't I have just had a crush on some unsuspecting boy? WHY OF ALL PEOPLE DOES IT HAVE TO BE HIM?!
You were starting to fight yourself in your head, trying to come up with a proper conclusion. You didn't like him, you liked him. You just couldn't decide.
You shook your head in frustration. Slightly clutching and pulling the ends of your hair.
You had completely forgotten about Jack, too lost in your own thoughts.
It wasn't long till Jack noticed how much you were shaking your head furiously back and forth. The playful look in his eyes suddenly faded away, and worry instantly came over him.
"Are you okay [name]? Do you have a headache?" Jack asked, slowly placing his hand on your shoulder. His piercing blue eyes staring at yours, "Answer me." He said, his tone suddenly becoming serious.
"I'm... I'm just thinking too much." You replied back, turning away from Jack's gaze, "I'm just over thinking things..." you sighed, quickly placing your hand on your head, messaging it slowly.
After a bit of silence, Jack slowly stood up and walked over to your window. He scanned the sky.
You turned your head towards the window, curious at what he was looking at.
The sky was painted with different shades of purple, slowly turning into a soft pink. The clouds hugged the sun, covering it, but not enough that it would block its light. It filled the rest of the sky with orange and yellow. It was a great day outside, and suddenly you regretted wasting half of the day away sleeping and lounging on your bed.
"It's nice weather for flying." Jack suddenly said, cutting the streak of silence.
"Flying?" you asked.
He turned around, his mouth forming into a playful smirk. His blue eyes filled with glee and excitement.
You felt that weird shiver run down your spine again.
"What are you planning this time?" you questioned him, your voice shaking with worry.
"Oh you know, just a little fun." He answered in a mischievous manner, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.
All the color you had on your face practically drained out, your mouth gaping a bit. Fun? The last time he said that I slipped into freezing cold water! What is he going to do this time? Bury me in snow? You thought to yourself, biting your lips nervously.
"Don't look at me like that! It's not like I'm going to bury you in snow! Geez, you don't think I'd let you get hurt again would I? You nearly gave me a heart attack last time! You think I want to experience something like that again?" he exclaimed, his hand clutching onto his staff tighter. He was holding onto it so tightly that you thought it might have snapped.
You quickly recoiled, closing your eyes tightly, continuing to chew on your lips.
Jack quickly noticed what he had done and muttered "Sorry". He quickly moved his hands through his hair, muttering a couple of words to himself before looking at you again.
"Let's just head outside, I want to show you something." He quietly said, "Maybe we just need some time outside to cool our heads off."
You responded with a nod of your head, quickly standing up to grab a hoodie.
Before you know it the two of you were outside in the freezing cold.
Jack took the lead and started walking, his feet barely making a sound.
You could see your breath as you quickly trailed behind him, your shoes crunching under the snow. Your hands were fumbling against each other in the pocket of your hoodie, trying to produce a tiny amount of warmth. Your teeth were chattering, and you were sure that your legs were shaking. With each passing second it seemed to get colder and colder.
It had seemed like hours before you reached your destination. Once again you came face to face with the lake, the gaping hole was still there and you quickly glanced at something else before the terrifying images came up in your head.
Jack abruptly stopped and sat on the ground, his back leaning against the rock.
"Sit." He demanded, the sound of his voice alarming you.
You quickly obeyed, sitting at the opposite side of the rock. You gave out a small squeak as your bottom came in touch with the snow, quickly pulling at the end of your hoodie to cover your already wet backside.
Finally finding a nice comfortable position, you laid your head against the rock. You raised your eyes to look up at the sky. It was already starting to change into a dark blue color, stars starting to glimmer through the darkness.
"I have a lot of things I want to tell you." Jack spoke, his voice making your ears perk up.
"Darkness was the first things I saw. It all felt so cold, so dark, I felt afraid. But then I saw the moon." His voice faltered for a bit before he continued, "But then I saw the moon, and somehow, it just seemed to chase away all the fear I had."
"You see, the moon made me this way." You could hear him choking up a bit, it seemed like he was struggling to continue.
"But it wasn't just because the moon wanted me this way. I became Jack Frost because I saved my sister. She almost fell through the ice, almost like you. But instead of her falling in, it was me. Because of what I did I was given another chance at life. But without all the warmth I had felt before I became this way."
"All those years I used my powers not knowing why I had them, what they were for. I was alone all those years, trying to get someone to believe in me, to see me. It wasn't till' a few years ago that I got the chance. But I'll tell you that other part of the story another time." You quickly heard him shuffling towards you, his shoulder brushing against yours. He moved till' he was directly in front of you, his blue eyes staring straight at yours.
"Even though I had gained all my memories back, and people started believing in me, I still felt like something was lacking. But when I met you, I felt like something finally clicked. I finally felt..." he trailed off, his hand slowly stretched towards you, pulling you closer to him. One hand found their way to your neck, his other hand cupping your cheek.
The tip of his nose grazed against yours, his cold breath brushing on your skin.
Before opening your mouth to question what he was doing, he quickly opened his.
"Warm." He said before pressing his lips against yours.
Your eyes shot open, and you quickly tried to squirm out of his grasp but nothing worked. Instead of struggling you let yourself go, your eyes closed slowly, your arms slinging over his neck.
His lips were rough and chapped, but it wasn't rough enough that it felt like it was tearing at your lips. The cold sensation of his lips made a jolt pass through your body. It felt like a perfectly cold ice cube was being pressed against your lips. Along with the warmth of your lips, the kiss had felt both blazing hot and freezing cold. The combination of the two made your lips tingle in delight.
Both of you slowly pulled apart, both gasping for air. Before you could even catch your breath, Jack had already placed his lips back onto yours.
His hand traced your back, his fingers pressing against your spine. His touch sent shivers throughout your whole body, and you moaned in response. His hand that held your cheek moved slowly traveled to the back of your head, pushing it slightly to deepen the kiss.
You slowly start to move your hands around as well. Leaving one hand placed on his chest, your other hand entangling its fingers in his hair.
It had all felt too good to last, and it was. You had both pulled apart once again, and you both panted quickly. You were sure that your heart was going to burst of your chest any second.
You looked at Jack, his eyes were still closed as if he wanted to make the moment last longer. After a few seconds his eyes opened.
His eyes flicked open in surprise and he quickly stood up, detaching his hands from you.
"I shouldn't be doing this! You're a human. I shouldn't be having these feelings." He said quickly, fumbling his hands to grab his staff.
"W-Wait!" you said to him, slowly standing up, grabbing him by the wrist.
"I-I'm sorry." he said, and he pulled away from you. He started to run. Not even taking another glance behind him.
"J-Jack!" you stuttered, trying to run after him.
"JACK!" you called after him, your voice echoing throughout the forest.
It was no use, he was too fast, and in the darkness everything looked the same.
You slowly dropped to the ground, not even caring if your pants were getting soaked by the snow.
All the warmth you had felt suddenly escaped from you, and all you could feel was the freezing cold wind.