So, new series of One Shots for my new favorite fandom...

I have so many other fanfics to finish...

I apologize in advance...

I'm a slow updater.

The wind howled around him, shaking the glass of his bedroom window in Santoff Claussen. He thought about stopping the storm but found that he couldn't. His turbulent emotions would not allow him to.

As the snow and ice slapped against the window panes Jack sat in a corner of his room, hood up, tracing frost patterns in the dark wood panels. He couldn't help but feel like a failure. Everything he touched seemed to fall apart in his hands, toys, plants, relationships. Especially relationships.

Earlier that day he had gotten into his worst argument ever. It had been an accident, really. All he had wanted was from attention from her. Every time she spoke to him he could feel his heart race, and butterflies race around his stomach in confusion. He didn't understand the feeling and he thought that if he talked to her he would be able to figure out what the feelings really meant.

Tooth however, had hardly noticed him when he had shown up to the Tooth Palace. She raced right by him multiple times, completely ignoring him, even when Baby Tooth had come over to greet him. He couldn't help but getting a little frustrated after the tenth time. Baby Tooth had tried to stop him, but in a fit of frustration and anger he had encased half her castle and the surrounding fairies in a coating of ice.

Tooth had been furious and to be honest he didn't remember much of the argument. He had unfrozen her fairies and left, completely forgetting about the castle in his haste to get away. He wasn't used to conflicts with anyone but Bunny, and their arguments were usually more playful, not serious like the one he had had with Tooth. He suspected it wasn't really as bad as he was making it out to be, but he was scarred. Of all of the people he knew Tooth was the one he least wanted to anger.

He could hear the hustle and bustle of the workshop outside of this bedroom door. Usually it was quiet in this area of the castle, he suspected that the reason was because he made it so cold, but today the yeti's seemed to be in a rush.

Any other day Jack would be taking advantage of this situation to freeze some elves and create general chaos, but he wasn't feeling up to it today. He was starting to feel lonely, however. He wondered how long it would take before someone came looking for him.

-Line Break-

North could feel that something was off. He couldn't quite place why he felt this. The yeti's were working harder than ever to prepare for this years Christmas. The elves were eating all his cookies and generally getting in his way, per the usual. His work was going completely undisturbed otherwise, his office quiet, except for the storm raging outside.

The storm. Something was off about it.

The first thought he had was off Jack, whose emotional connection to the storms he creates had caused problems before. North suspected that something was wrong with the youngest member of their group. His belly had yet to prove him wrong, in any case. He abandoned his work and made his way to the winter spirits room, weaving in and out around the scurrying elves.

The room was dark, but in Jack's case it didn't mean much. He disliked fire, and he always seemed to prefer his room to be cold with the fireplace, the only source of light, unlit. It made North uncomfortable to be in such darkness since the fight with Pitch and he constantly worried for Jack's safety.

He knocked on the door softly, listening closely for any signs of Jack actually being inside. He heard nothing but the howling wind, the spirits constant companion. This was proof enough for North, and he pushed up against the door. The wind was fighting against him, but he managed to overpower it. Once he had the door open he was greeted with the sight of a depressed winter spirit.

"Jack!" North pressed his way through the wind and blowing snow, eventually making it to the spirits side. Jack didn't even seem to notice his presence, continuing to trace patterns in the wood.

"Jack? Are you alright?"

Jack reacted to his voice, jumping and the wind stopping momentarily, before restarting again, faster than before. North sheltered his face from hailstones as Jack slowly calmed down from his scare, and the wind stopped completely.

"Sorry," North apologized, "Didn't mean to startle."

Jack removed his hood, shaking his hair so it fell back into place.

"It's okay. I shouldn't have let myself get that distracted."

Jack reached for his staff, placing it in between the two of them. He seemed wary to North, like he was afraid of contact. The thought made him feel discouraged.

"What's bothering you Jack?" North sat down next to him, noticing Jack's guarded expression. It wasn't the reaction North had been expecting. He had thought Jack was starting to trust them more now. Jack's cold silence served only to prove him wrong.

"You know you can trust me, Jack," North saw Jack glance away and go back to tracing intricate designs in the floor, some of which were actually rather impressive.

"I got in a fight with Tooth…" Jack said, so soft that North almost didn't hear him.

"And you're worried that the relationship is ruined?" North didn't press as to what the fight was about. He knew Jack needed his space, and time to cool down. What North needed to focus on is helping him address his fears. The spirit was like a son to him, and he couldn't bear to see him hurting.

"Yeah… I'm not good…with this whole relationships thing. And I messed up bad this time." Jack sighed and put his face in his hands.

"Tooth is not going to stay mad for long…" North said, gingerly reaching out to touch the spirit on the shoulder. He was glad when Jack let him; it wasn't often that Jack allowed any sort of close contact.

"I don't know… how to fix it," Jack said miserably.

"How you ever thought about… talking to her?"

Jack seemed horrified by the idea, and stared at North like he had suggested that he travel to the equator and die of heat exhaustion.

North laughed at his expression, "It's a normal thing to do, Jack. It's how people fix relationships."

"Or break them," Jack muttered. North sighed.

"If you don't try than how can you be so sure? I guarantee that Tooth will forgive you, Jack, no matter what you did. You just need to give her a chance too."

Jack seemed to ponder this, letting out a sigh.

"I guess you're right. I'll try it," Jack sent North a small smile, "Thanks North."

North grinned back and enveloped him in a hug, noticing how the winter spirit tensed up and then relaxed in his embrace.

"You're welcome."

PART 2 MAYBE?