Falling in love can be a real bitch as a teen. There's already the usual feelings of complete worthlessness, angst, lust and naivety that comes with straight relations. But Jamie Bennett had had more than a few of those, even in a town like Burgess. In the last two years he'd come to the realization that he was also attracted to guys in that way. Not that he wasn't attracted to girls still but even though Burgess wasn't as small as it seemed, it wasn't exactly New York City in terms of options. And if he could crush on a guy as hard as he crushed on a girl then more options were available! Not that he was some stereotype Bi guy man-whore. As a matter of fact, Jamie hadn't gone further than some pretty spectacular make out sessions with a good deal of pawing. And yes, guys had featured almost as often as girls. Unfortunarely most other guys were either experimenting or full blown fairies. In either case Jamie was more than a little uncomfortable. The experimenters never really wanted a relationship and the fairies were a bit much to handle. Girls generally ran the same way.

So virgin Jamie sat at the end of his bed one night and reflected. There was one last part of his personality that only a handful of others had known. Jamie was the Last Light, literally the only kid in the world at one point who believed in the legendary figures he knew now as Guardians. That experience had been more than a few years ago and many of his friends from that time moved away, stopped believing, or were involved with other people. It was the fall of his last year at high school and he still believed in Santa Claus (he saw very briefly and rarely), the Tooth Fairy (Sophie still had a few baby teeth to go but otherwise no contact there), the Sandman (mostly came around while he was asleep although he did have a few dream visits now and then), The Easter Bunny (last glimpsed a tail about five years ago but no other sign except the eggs) and last but not least Jack Frost. Now Jack had always thought of Burgess as his home even before regaining his memories. But now that he remembered his death at the pond Jack had admitted getting chills at the place (odd coming from a winter spirit but there you have it). Jack would blow into town for a day or two now and again come winter (and again for a freak spring or fall chill) but he would just as quickly blow back out again. This left Jamie feeling rather alone even when he was at school or a party. That nagging sensation of "no one really knows me" was made horribly true in Jamie's mind because of the amazing adventure he'd had some years ago. Was that really where the story ended? Did Happily Ever After always end up being so dull and normal? In spite of all the planning for his future that his teachers and guidance counselors wanted him to start Jamie felt like there was something else he was meant for. Some other purpose. Something decidedly NOT normal.

He looked out his window as he sat on his bed and stared at the moon. It just happened to be a full moon tonight and Jamie could almost see the face of the man in the moon. He always felt that sensation of destiny or purpose or whatever you call it when he looked at the moon. Was it the man trying to speak to him. He had his doubts after all Jack Frost had barely heard anything out of the man in over 300 years so why should he Jamie even consider the possibility of communicating with the enigmatic Man? As he stared out the window, he noticed a pattern of ice forming around the outer edges of the glass and smiled as it spread inward. It was Jack. In a near unconscious act he opened the window and called out to him. A familiar splash of white hair popped down from above the window frame and Jamie stepped back in surprise and laughed. The pale face of Jack Frost was pulled into some strange absurd expression obviously meant to startle. And it did. Jack relaxed his face into a smile the joke played and he slid into the room with supernatural ease. Jamie always envied Jack's ability to call the wind and fly.

Jack hadn't actually been intending to stick around much as he'd figured that Jamie would have been asleep. He'd been thinking about a new bully in the next town that North had been concerned about. Good kid, but his parents were divorcing and he was starting to act out. Jack took it personally since he was one of the few hundred believers Jack had made. But when he heard his name in Burgess, he knew he had to make time for his First Believer. After his window prank he'd floated into the room and noted that really only a few things had changed.

The biggest one was literally Jamie himself who was now taller than Jack's 5'11". Jamie was a good five inches taller! Although he was still fairly beanpole-ish even at 18. That was another thing 18! His little believer was now a big adult. And the first thing Jack received almost before his feet could touch ground was an adult sized hug. Jack could feel the streamlined muscle through Jamie's thin tank top. Not to mention the "musculature" he could feel pressing up against his stomach. He wasn't quite to full steam but Jamie was definitely happy to see Jack. In Jamie's eyes Jack was exactly the same although he had to look down a bit to meet his eyes. Same hair, same hoodie and pants (which never seemed to get dirty or smell which kinda intrigued Jamie) and the same captivating blue eyes. As he set Jack loose from the big hug he'd given him he realized that he was getting a bit more enthusiastic than he'd intended.

Quickly he sat on his bed and grabbed a spare blanket while trying to play it cool. Although if the condition of his welcome had any indication he was fairly sure he was seriously crushing on Jack (actually had been literally crushing the Guardian a moment ago). For his part Jack managed to keep Jamie from noting his surprise. Jack wasn't used to dealing with the more complicated matters. Simple was fun and fun was simple. If Jack was reading the not so subtle signals Jamie was probably attracted to him at least physically. And considering he was at a disadvantage now unless he used his abilities he had better tread softly. Luckily he already carried a big stick (his staff, get your mind out of the gutter). "Jamie! It's great to see you! You've gone and grown on me again."

"Yeah kids have a way of doing that over two years." His tone was light but his eyes were definitely accusatory.

"No way, it hasn't been that long. Tooth keeps reminding me about your birthday and I was there the night you..." "Got my first car at 16? Yeah just about two years ago."

"Hmph. Tooth forgot two years straight. So two years give or take and you decide it's okay to get taller than me?"

"You forgot too, definitely give and yes." Jamie was going into a very childish pout, which should have made him look ridiculous but just increased his attractiveness. Wow. Jack hadn't thought like that in...well too many years. Fun was simple and all. He certainly hadn't been attracted to Tooth despite her overtures. And the rest of the guardians weren't exactly his type. Not because there were guys but because North was older (and kinda judgmental), Sandy shorter (and not much for conversation), and Bunnymund was a freaking kangaroo (really)! Now he had a definitely crushing and slightly peeved love interest.

Nothing really prepared him for this. When he'd been here last Jamie had come out as bi to the whole family which had gone fairly easy (aside from Grams muttering about indecisiveness) and Jack had spent the night listening to Jamie list off his possible crushes. Jack had been crushed by just how many possibilities Jamie could muster in a town like Burgess. That had prompted his prolonged absence. Jack didn't know how to deal with all the new emotions Jamie was dealing with and his own imagination had been opened to the possibilities that night as well. So he ran off like he used to before he became a Guardian. But now standing here he realized that he was caught. And all his excuses about Guardianhood and working with new believers seemed kind of hollow.

"Jamie, I..." Jack crossed over to Jamie's desk so he could face the young man. "...I really have no excuse. I'm really sorry." Jamie turned his head. "No really, I am, no joke." At this Jack had gently pushed off from the desk and stood in front of Jamie. He left his staff leaning against the desk. With a hand on either side of Jamie's head, he turned the young man back to looking at him. There were tears in Jamie's eyes.

A swell of emotion rose in Jack's chest and his own eyes filled with tears. Jamie spoke as softly as he had the night he asked a stuffed toy to show him a sign. "I missed you." Those three words spoke volumes and nearly broke Jack's heart. This was no moonstruck teenage crush; Jamie really loved him. Jack hugged Jamie's head.

"Jamie please! I stayed away because I was confused, I didn't want to face my own emotions. Especially not ones I thought I'd never get to feel. But I hurt you and that hurts me so much to see you like this it's driving me crazy. Please forgive me. Don't give up on me. Give me another chance." Jack pulled away, tears running down his cheeks as he stepped back. Jamie, surprised by the guardian's words as much as by the break in contact looked up as Jack took a breath and said. "I love you, Jamie Bennett."

Jamie was stunned into silence. He never dared to hope that Jack could love him. His hope was that Jack would stop avoiding him and they could see each other more often. Jamie stared at the floor in wonder. "Jamie?" Jack took another step back. His first believer had gone silent. Had he been too late? Did Jamie not believe him? Worse, had Jamie actually rejected him and stopped believing IN him? At that horrible though Jack was terribly afraid. A choked sob caught in his throat as a hand flew to his mouth. He was going to be sick! He turned away from Jamie...

"Jack!" Jack turned around and Jamie was running towards him. Just like that kid in Burgess that had passed through him. Had he imagined Jamie calling his name? Was he about to he run through? Mercifully, his fears were laid to rest as Jamie grabbed him tightly, as he had that morning so many years ago after Pitch's defeat. And like then, the contact surprised him and reassured him in the best way possible. He returned the hug, grabbing around Jamie's neck and then realized that Jamie had him off of his feet. Jamie'd grabbed Jack around the middle and had hoisted him up so he practically brushed the ceiling.

Jamie carried Jack back to the bed and laid Jack down on it gently as he covered the winter spirit's body with his own. Jack was chill to the touch but cold had only been a turn on for Jamie since he started feeling that way for Jack. Jamie grabbed Jack by the wrists and pinned him down.

Despite his helplessness, Jack smiled. Then he lifted his head up and was just barely able to lip the tip of Jamie's nose. This made them both laugh. "Jack Frost, did you just nip at my nose?" "Guess I did, what are you going to do about it?" Jamie almost rose to the bait and was going to explain in lurid detail exactly what he wanted to do to Jack's body but he paused. Brown eyes met blue and Jamie said tenderly. "I love you, Jack Frost."

"I know." Ugh. He was going to pay for that.

The End (for now).

Well, there goes my first foray into fanfiction. Short, I know. I'm working on more stuff, actually have something nearly ready as far as the next chapter. Thinking I'll add to it every week or so until I come to a stopping point. Let me know if you like it!

-OfTheFlamingHeart