A/N: First character x reader fanfic tell me what you think! Reviews always welcome.
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(h/c)- hair color
(y/n)-your name
(e/c)-eye color
You are sitting on a fallen log by the lake in the town of Burgess. It's winter time, and you look around at the white beauty as you sing and play the current song stuck in your head on your guitar. You came here a lot when you were little, to get away from your life. Mainly your dad. You don't like to talk or even think about your parents much because your mom left you once you were born, and you were left with your dad, who died when you were only 9. The only people you had left were the Bennetts, who took care of you until you got your first job and got your own house. Then you hear noises. You stop playing your guitar, only to hear that it was the little kids of the town crunching through the snow to get to the lake to skate, but it's mostly where they play anything imaginable. Then your phone starts ringing. You push your (h/c) hair behind your ear.
"Hello?" you answer.
"Hello (y/n)! I was wondering if you could babysit the kids for a while."
"Sure Mrs. Bennett! Where are you and Mr. Bennett heading out to?"
"Oh, it's our anniversary and we're taking the day for ourselves."
"I'm so sorry! I completely forgot! Happy anniversary!"
"Oh, it's okay."
"So when do you want me to come over?"
"Would right now sound okay? I know it's very short notice, but we were still thinking about what we were going to do today."
"Oh no, it's alright. I'm not doing anything today, so I can come over."
"Oh thank you dear. We're leaving right now so... Oh, yes, do you remember where the spare key is?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Okay then dear, we'll see you tonight!"
"'K, bye!" You hang up your phone, put it in your pocket, and pick up your guitar. Just as you are about to leave, the little kids come into the clearing.
"(y/n)! Are you gonna stay and play with us?" one of the kids ask you.
"Yeah! We're gonna ice skate and stuff today!" another one tells you.
"I'm sorry kiddos." you say. "I gotta go babysit Jamie and Sophie. But I could bring them here later so we can all skate. How does that sound?" You're answered with shouts of approval. "Okay guys, I'll be right back." And with that, you left. While walking down the path, you don't realize that your every move is being watched by a pair of icy blue eyes.
You find the spare key to the Bennett's house and open the door. "Jamie, Sophie, I'm babysitting you guys for the whole day!" The two children come running up to you.
"What are we gonna do today?" asks Sophie.
You bend over to meet her eye level. "We're gonna go ice skating!" They both start jumping up and down and clapping their hands. "So go get your ice skates, I'll be waiting right here." With that, they both race up the steps, eager to go.
When they come back down, Jamie is holding something behind him. "We got you something (y/n)!" exclaims Sophie.
"We got you..." He pulls out the item from behind his back. "Ice skates!"
"Guys, you didn't have to do this." You say.
"Yes we did."
"Thank you anyway guys. You mean a lot to me. You know that?"
"Yeah, we know. That's kinda funny because one of our friends said the same thing to."
"And who was that?"
"Jack."
"Well, Jack who?"
"Jack Frost." You freeze. "Don't you know him?"
"He comes and plays with us everyday (y/n)." Sophie tells you.
"He does?" you ask her shakily.
"(y/n), are you okay?" Jamie asks you.
"Oh, yeah, I'm just a little cold, that's all." Jamie looks at you skeptically.
"Okay then. Come on Sophie!" He opens up the door and races out, the little girl trailing him. You sigh and pocket the spare key, lock the door, and head out.
You get to the lake and sit down on the log with the kids to put on your ice skates. You get done and hop off the log and get onto the lake. Starting out slow, you put one foot in front of the other, not having done this for 10 years. Your dad taught you how, but you never got a chance after that. Soon you were taking off like a bullet, jumping, twirling, and making figure eights like a professional.
"(y/n)! I need help!" Sophie yells.
"Okay hold on, Soph." You skate over to her. "What do you need help with Sophie?"
"I can't skate." she mumbles.
"It's okay not being able to skate. It's something you have to learn, it doesn't just come naturally." you tell her.
"It does for you. Your like one of those people I see on T.V.!"
"I had to learn to, Soph. My dad had to teach me."
"Who is your dad, (y/n)?"
You lie. "I don't remember all that well Soph. He left me when I was 9."
"Why would he do that?"
You lie to her again. "I don't know." She looks down at the ground. "Well, come on Soph! You're gonna learn how to skate!" She looks back at you and grins.
You offer your hand to her, and she takes it. "Now, all you have to do is put one foot in front of the other, and kind of push it." She does, and falls over on her butt.
"I won't ever skate!" she whines. You hear laughter, and look around you. You don't see anybody, so you turn back to Sophie.
"Why don't you try it again?" She does, and she gets the hang of it. "There you go!" You take her out to the middle and let go of her hand.
"(y/n)!" she yells.
"It's okay Soph, just stay there for a second." You skate a little ways off from her. "Now, skate to me."
"But I can't, I don't have anything to help me."
"You gotta try by yourself, or you'll never fully get it." She starts to skate over and falls down.
"I can't do it. It's too hard."
"No it's not. All you need to do is get back up." She does, and skates all the way to you. "There you go!"
"I did it!" she shouts. "I really did it!"
Jamie skates over. "So Sophie, learn to skate?"
"Yeah, yeah, I did!" she says with a giant smile.
"Now kiddos." you say. "Why don't you go off and play with the other kids?" They nod their heads eagerly, and skate off to the others. Once they leave, you skate back over to the edge and take them off. You change back into your shoes and see that the kids are playing with the others. You walk out of the clearing and into the forest a little bit.
"What do you want?" you say. Your eyes are full of fear. No answer. "I said, WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
You hear a soft thud behind you and swiftly turn around. "Oh, I don't want anything." The person says.
"Yes, you do. You've been following, watching me for the past 8 years; since I was abandoned. I think it's time to learn why."
"Oh, I know I've been watching you. But I wouldn't say following. That just makes it sound creepy."
"But, why have you been doing it?"
Walks towards you, and you back away. "I think you're quite interesting. The other guardians think it to."
You keep backing away and hit a tree. You stop. "What makes me so interesting?"
He walks up to you, inches from your face. You cower from him. "I think you know."
"Why?" you ask shakily. "Because of this, Jack?" You hold out your hand, and black sand starts to form, making a little black bird in your hand. You think, Life. The black bird turns into a little bluebird.
He stares at it in awe. "Pretty much."
"But why can I do it? I'm only mortal, I'm not like the rest of you."
He disappears and you hear a voice in your right ear, so close that you felt his cold breath on your ear. You start shaking violently out of fear. "You can do it... because your father," you can feel a smirk in his voice, "is Pitch Black."
"How do you know who my dad is?" you ask shakily again, fear seeping into your voice.
"Man in the Moon told us. And, we've watched you ever since you were born." he steps out in front of you and faces you again. "Why are you afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid."
"So, if you're not afraid, I can do this?" He wraps his arms around your waist.
"Jack." you say.
"What?" he says. He bends his head down and starts nipping at your neck. You bring your hands up to his head, clutching his white hair as you feel his cold breath on your neck.
"I'm only partly afraid." He brings his head back up and looks into your eyes, his ice blue ones staring into your (e/c) ones.
"Why?" he asks, confusion in his eyes.
"I'm only partly afraid... that you'd kill me like you did my dad."
"Why would we kill you? I know I wouldn't let anybody hurt you. Especially your father."
"What do you mean? Why wouldn't you let anybody hurt me?" you ask.
He comes into your face, only centimeters from it. You can feel his cold breath on your mouth. He takes both your hands and bring them to his face. He's freezing cold. "I wouldn't let anybody hurt you because after all these years of watching you and sending back reports of how your power increased and stuff to North and the rest of them... I fell in love with you."
You look at the ground. "That must be a disgrace to them."
"Why?"
You look back up at him. "Because of who my dad is."
"So? Do you think I care?" You don't answer him. You're too shocked to say anything. So you change the subject.
"You said you wouldn't let anybody hurt me. Especially my dad. How could he hurt me if he's dead? What do you mean by that?"
He sighs. "I mean, that he's not dead. He's alive, and he's come back for you."
