First solid attempt in years so let's see how this goes

Yarelis Maysonet knew she wasn't completely human but she didn't really care, there was something about the cold that radiated off of her that both scared and attracted people. People found her perpetually icy skin mesmerizing and dangerous. This had lead to people thinking she could freeze the blood in people's veins with a kiss, even after she had repeatedly proved the assumptions wrong. It still managed to amuse her and she felt wicked in a way, especially in the winter months when her mere presence made frost appear on the walls.

After the first couple of times it happened she was forbidden from even setting foot in the school premises. It had all started with frost on the walls, and it came to a head when nearly an entire classroom almost dropped dead due to hypothermia and she left. Lately however she had been feeling eyes on her, eyes that were hostile and trying to pry into her safe space. Trying her hardest to not freeze anyone in her path she rushed back to her apartment when she opened the door, something felt off.

"You wouldn't happen to be here while I was at work eh?" she asked to the air when a green scarf caught her attention.

"So you were here, and didn't even stop for ice cream...cabron."

She walked towards the scarf and carefully picked up with both hands and brought it to her nose, it smelled like him and the night she met him when she had just turned seventeen.

Music pounded and the laser lights spun in a web, while a teen sat mesmerized looking at the finger motions of a glover. After the person was done she took a bracelet from her arm and with a smile she gave it away to her. Taking a sip of water from her bottle she returned to the dance floor skillfully avoiding two other guys spinning poi. She had closed her eyes and started to dance by herself and with others who passed by and free with their kisses. As she concentrated on the beats she was dragged away by a friend.

"Yarelis we need one of your extra pacifiers."

"Again? This is the second one, you all need to bring your own if you are going to be in a corner doing molly."

"We forgot, we'll bring them next time promise.."

"You guys say the exact same shit," Yarelis replied with annoyance looking through her small bag.

She pulled out a necklace with a pacifier dangling from it and handed it over to her friend. Having secured her bag she ran back into the dance floor skipping close to middle where some people were rolling but managing to keep enough coordination to dance. She walked behind a girl and wrapped an arm around her waist and started grinding against her.

"You haven't been around the past couple parties Ruiseñor."

"School stuff Velsper," she replied and started to nip at the girl's neck.

"There's a pair of green eyes staring at you mija," Velsper said over the music before turning around to face Yarelis. "A pair of eyes that belong to a very handsome person."

Yarelis face turned red and before she could say something Velsper kissed her. Her friend disappeared in the sea of people and she continued dancing. She paid no heed to what her friend had said not until a green eyed man slipped an arm around her.

"So Ruiseñor."

"Yes...at least to most of these people," she replied with a smile.

The man smirked and she felt her face starting to flush. The music slowed into a heavy rhythm and she felt the bass pounding in her ears.

"Oh dubstep lovely."

"Is that a problem?"

"Oh no no."

"Then lets dance shall we."

Yarelis followed closing her eyes as her entire body swayed with the music, opening her eyes only to concentrate on her dancing partner.

"At least it was a year of getting a good nightly fuck," she mumbled carefully folding the scarf.

She walked towards her dresser and knelt down to open the bottom drawer. She smiled in spite of herself, the drawer was full of small gifts from him it was endearing at best and overwhelming at worst. He had a habit of sometimes leaving expensive jewelry or clothes which amsued her in his ability to always know what size she was.

"So what brings the god of lies and mischief here?"

"Most mortals would question that statement."

"I do not believe in the notion of being alone in the universe, let alone the notion of a single God," she replied with a shrug.

"I know your people, and I know your gods. Your small island, your God made his home in a mountain surrounded by a beautiful rain forest, the evil god, always tried to the destroy the people with hurricanes failing as soon as he came to a head with the mountain. Day in and day out in relative peace only warring with other tribes from the nearby islands. What they did not count on was the people who came from east who enslaved them. They brought disease and death, when they bled them dry, they brought in new people they had enslaved from across the ocean. They brought their Gods and their cultures and it all became one yet you still managed to remain diverse...am I right?"

"My people don't believe in the old gods...but you are correct unfortunately those gods are dead"

"They are alive, bound to the land and one day they just might wake up again."

Yarelis looked up at him eyes narrowing wondering if this was his way of trying to ensorcell her, even if his information was eerily accurate.

"Why would you tell me this?"

"Because I could just tell what you were, there is also something very intriguing about you," he replied with a smirk before pushing her back against the wall.

"Well in that case, I suppose you can discover how intriguing I truly am."

Having placed the scarf away she walked to her bed and promptly fell on it ignoring the frost. She hardly even felt it for some bizarre reason, but she was not interested in her strange temperature at the moment. Exhaustion was creeping in and it overtook her allowing to fall into a peaceful slumber. The peace was quickly interrupted by the crash of a flower pot, making Yarelis jump out of bed. She ran out of her bedroom and into the living room only to find Velsper dusting her jeans.

"How did you get all the way up here and why?"

"To answer your first question it was parkour, the second one well I just missed you."

"So somehow that means you have to break into my apartment and break a flower pot?"

"Pretty much, also don't call me Velsper, we are not at a rave and you know my birth name."

"Yes Lazuli, though you still haven't answered my question, you usually come here for a fuck, but you don't seem to be here for that either."

"No I didn't come for that...I wanted to know if you had seen him lately?"

"No, he did leave me a scarf while I was at work though."

"Hmm men."

Yarelis couldn't help but laugh as Lazuli rolled her eyes at the mention of the gift. She walked to her bedroom to get the scarf and Lazuli looked at her surroundings. Her eyes caught the layer of frost on the walls and it sparked her curiosity and concern. She walked to Yarelis' room and noticed the frost in there as well.

"Doesn't it bother you that you keep producing enough frost to cover every surface in your apartment."

"Yes it does...but I don't know why it keeps happening."

"Would it have to do with the way your mother died?"

"I suppose, I also think I'm being followed and its not him. It feels hostile and it scares me."

"If you want I can stay with you," Lazuli offered.

"No I should be fine, oh and here's the scarf."

"Well Loki certainly has good tastes, must be nice to be a consort to a god."

"Former consort, I haven't seen him in years."

"Si claro," that certainly doesn't stop him from dropping by."

Yarelis shrugged and watched as Lazuli left through the bedroom window.

Spanish bits:

Cabron - Fucker

Mija - Girl

Si claro - Yeah right