A/N: So, I've had a lot of really random ideas lately and I've decided to compile it together into a collection of one-shots :3 I'm not really sure about the rating (god knows what my brain will come up with in the near future :s), but I don't think any of these will be rated M n above...so yeah :)

Title: I've Got One Less Problem Without You

Summary: Jack is a patient and Elsa is his personal nurse. Umm..yeah...Just read? This summary is lame.

I don't own ROTG or Frozen.

Enjoy! :3

I've Got One Less Problem Without You

I won't say I'm religious.

I don't really believe in God.

But there are times when I do.

Like now.

Like now when there's a bodacious babe standing there before me on my front door step, obviously God's gift. Hair I could get lost in, hanging in wavy lengths down to her waist. Eyes a curious cerulean blue, sparkling and always challenging to look away from. Skin, a soft creamy colour from head to toe…

"Hey, Elsa." I flash her a smile that would stop half the ladies of the world in their tracks.

She rolls her eyes, "Good afternoon, Mr. Frost. I believe we have an appointment today?"

"Right, as usual. Come on in." I grin at her and slide my hand around her waist. I feel her tense up before brushing my hand away and quickening her pace.

"Ouch, sweetheart." I fall into step beside her. "Do you know how many ladies would kill to get me to hold them?"

"Tough luck," She shoots me a dirty look. "I'm not one of them."

I raise an eyebrow at her and she just shakes her head in disapproval. I laugh.

She walks into the living room and sits down on the plush red sofa, pen and writing pad in hand. She crosses her legs. "So, Jack, as usual-"

"You staying for lunch?" I whip my head around from the door to look at her. Always, her hair was literally glowing and she had minimal make up on. Graceful and poised all the time.

"I believe we have some business to complete before I can get going." She starts twisting her hair up into a bun. She knows I hate that.

"Then, sweetheart," I run my fingers through my hair, walking towards her. "I'll never cooperate."

She rolls her eyes but I can see she's trying hard to hide a smile. I smirk and plant myself right next to her on the couch. Extra close, on purpose. Our arms brush each other as she picks up her pen.

"Okay, so-" She turns to look at me.

"I've got premium quality beef, from Australia." I rest my hands on my knees and turn around to look at her. "and wine. Stay?"

She furrows her eyebrows. "You aren't supposed to take wi-"

"Please? You stay, I don't take a drop of wine." She hesitates and her eyebrows are furrowed, forming a small dimple between them.

"You're so cute when you're thinking." I blurt out all of a sudden. She looks stunned and her face starts to warm up. I laugh.

"I'll take that as a yes, honey." I get up and walk to the kitchen, humming as I get the materials ready. "El?" I lean back to look at her. "How do you want your beef done?"

"Anything will do." She turns around to look at me. Her eyes are swimming with emotion. Unreadable. I shrug it off and continue preparing.

"Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you finish the test before you start cooking?"

I groan and give her a lopsided grin. "Seriously, Elsa?"

"I am serious with my work, Jack. You know that, would it really hurt to do it first?"

"No, no…of course not, honey."

"Stop calling me nicknames like I'm your girlfriend."

"You are."

"No, I'm not."

"I know you want to, sweetheart."

She rolls her eyes but fails to hide her smile. I let out a light laugh. "Told you, Elsa."

She clears her throat. "I'm not arguing with you any longer-"

"'Cause you know I'm right. And I'm too hot to-"

"Shut up, no. I don't want to waste my time."

I smirk at her and lean down to look right at her, teasingly. She's blushing…so adorable, gosh…

"Wipe that smirk off your face, Mr. Frost." She looks back down at her writing pad.

"You know what would wipe it off effectively? A kiss, sweetie." She gives me a look and rolls her eyes. "In your dreams, fatso."

"It's muscle, dear."

"No way, are you serious?" She stares at me incredulously. I roll my eyes and grin at her sarcasm.

"Okay. Back to business." She grins at me and tucks a strand of loose hair behind her ear. "So, Jackson. What's your blood pressure since you last tested it? If you did?" She holds her ball-point pen at the ready for taking notes.

"Since I last checked, it has reached an all-time high since you stepped in my house." I pretend to think and raise an eyebrow at her. This time, she finally laughs.

It's a beautiful sound.

"You have no idea how much I missed your laugh, Elsa." I smile at her. She looks at me and rolls her eyes. "You have no idea how much I hate-"

I run my fingers along her jaw line. She freezes on the spot. I wear a small smile.

"Elsa." I whisper and lean in. For a moment, she just sits still.

The next second, she quickly pulls away and slams her back against the sofa. "Jack, really. Answer the question." Her voice is shaky.

"Why, what…" I'm confused. For the first time in a long, long time I'm at a loss for words. She constantly avoids my eyes.

"Elsa, what's wrong?" I hold her shoulders and try to turn her towards me but she doesn't budge. "Look, if you don't like me, just say so, okay? I'm sorry about that. Forget it, then, if it makes you feel any better."

She takes a deep breath and turns towards me. "You won't understand."

"If you don't tell me, I'll never understand." I say slowly, gently. She turns around and faces me but doesn't look into my eyes.

"Why, Jack?" She whispers. "Why do you keep pretending like you're not dying? Like your life is sweet? Like you're so carefree when you're not?" She leans back into the sofa, looking straight ahead.

"I am. I mean, I am dying but…there's no reason not to enjoy life, right? Especially if it's short?" I shrug.

"I'm scared, Jack. I'm so scared." She looks down and hugs her elbows. Her fingers are shaking.

"Why? What…"I'm trying to make sense of all this but it doesn't click.

"I'm scared of getting too close to you."

"It's not contagious, El. Relax." I smile at her.

"No! It's not like that!" I flinch at her sudden outburst. "Three months, Jack! Three months is all it takes for me to fall so desperately in love with you!" She slides her palms against her eyes and they slide up to her hair, messing it up. "I can't live without you!" She starts crying. "I can't." Her voice shrinks, cracking. She looks so hopeless. So afraid.

"I'm here, it's alright." My heart aches at the sight of her like this. My eyes are burning. I can't let the tears fall. I force a smile at her.

"When you're gone, Jack." Her voice breaks at the word. "I'll be here, all alone. Lying on the ground, making a funny noise like some freaking broken toy!" She breathes out and swallows. "I can't get too close to you. I don't dare get too attached. I have to hold back! Day after day after day I have to keep my distance! I can't help loving you more and more even with the thought of your temporary presence which might end any second!" Her voice is hoarse and her body is shaking fiercely from crying.

"The only chance I can get close to you without getting too close, is being your personal nurse! The only relationship I can have with you! If not my soul will get blown to bits when you're gone one day! I won't survive! I can't!"

I squeeze both of her stone cold hands and force her to look up. Her eyes, so tragically beautiful. I didn't know she… I didn't know…I didn't know…

"I love you."

She shakes her head. "It won't work, Jack. You don't understand how I feel for you. I won't be able to handle it. It'll get out of control."

"I love you," Tears are streaming down our faces. I rub hers away with my thumbs, carefully. "do you love me?"

She takes in a deep breath and nods.

"Then it's all going to be fine. It'll be fine. It's okay." I press my lips against hers, salty from her tears. I pull her into my arms, feel her steady heartbeat, pushing away the thought of mine stopping cold any minute and leaving her all alone.

"It's okay."

A/N: Like it? It was supposed to be light and fluffy, but it ended up sad, I dunno ahaha...:3

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~CrayoLAlala