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Sometimes these moments come where you don't say anything.

That was one of those moments.

I just said nothing. Tears flooded the rims of my eyes but I was too busy to notice.

I stared, and she stared back.

My heart was beating so hard that it actually hurt, as I try to tell myself this is Elsa.

I'm looking at Elsa.

She had platinum blonde hair that flows past her shoulders. She had it in a lose single side braid. The perfect braid.

She looked at me with those beautiful deep blue eyes. I've never seen anything quite like them. No, I've never seen anything that looks a tad similar. The perfect shade.

She had a small nose, and a pair of small pink lips. The perfect size.

She had such clear, light, pale skin, the colour being between too pale and not pale enough and too red and not red enough or too dark and not dark enough. The perfect type.

She had a light dusting of freckles. The perfect amount.

She had a tall slender figure, that shows off her every curve. The perfect height, the perfect angles.

Everything screams perfect.

No one in the universe, I believed, would be as perfect as she is. She is the closest thing to perfection- No. She IS perfection.

She's even more stunning than I have ever imagined.

Everything around her was forgotten, I'm blinded by her beauty. The only thing I could see, was Elsa, beautiful Elsa.

There's nothing to say. Nothing was needed to be said at all.

My lips saved me from the oblivion of awkwardness.

'E…Elsa? You're Elsa?'

She hesitated, and gave a slight nod.

I had no idea where my lips got those words, because as far as I knew, my brain was already dead from overuse.

'C…can I come in?'

She just stared at me.

Oh my god did I say something wrong?

Oh god.

I crept her out didn't I?

JACK FROST STOP STARING!

I blinked for the first time in forever, and my eyes cried out in exhaustion and relief.

Miraculously, she sidestepped, and opened the door a tad wider, just enough for one person with flowers, presents and a cake to squeeze through.

My legs dragged myself forward without my mind's consent.

Wake up ya idiot! Do you want her to slam the door in your face?

That brought me back alright. I practically rushed inside her apartment.

Jesus not like that! Are you robbing her?!

I mentally facepalmed and turned to her. She closed the door behind her, and locked it, then attached five separate chains and bolts to her door. If I wasn't in love with her too much to say anything I would assume she's going to lock me up in her apartment and molest me.

I gazed at her back, and my eyes rolled down to her ass. I knew I was drooling.

Stop it you pervert! You'll scare her!

I gulped, and focused on her eyes, her beautiful blue eyes.

My voice acted before my mind did, and the introductory speech I literally burned in my head just tumbled out.

'S…so, uh, hello, Miss Sassy Winters. I'm you're humble neighbor, Jack Frost.'

She let out a faint chuckle, muffled by her hand in front of her lips, and I knew I was going to faint, or barf because I can't feel my stomach. That little smile. The way her eyes light up when she smiles. I mentally scolded myself for not taking a picture.

I continued. 'I'm…r…really sorry for not showing up today, b…because I was busy…not that it was an excuse to not tell you…it was just because-'

'-It's fine.'

I gasped. Did I just hear what I think I heard?

She talked.

She literally made a sound.

A sentence.

Of course she did dumbass she's not autistic! Unlike you.

Her voice, was feminine, light, gentle. It was a small sound, but it was enough to make me shudder. God, her voice is beautiful.

My lips tumbled on. 'O…oh. It…it is? I mean…no, it's not, a…and…' I literally facepalmed in front of her and my cheeks were bright red.

Are you- are you facepalming? In front of her?

I swung my hand down so fast I was certain my face was gonna fall off.

She chuckled again.

I gulped, and smiled back.

I inhaled a shaky breath, and tried again. 'I…meant…to say-to wish! Yea, to wish, you a h…happy birthday.' I said as I extended my arm with the bouquet of flowers.

She didn't take it. She just stared at it.

My arm was starting to ache.

As if she could read my mind, she gingerly extended both her hands and took the bouquet. Our fingers brushed past each other and I let out a slight gasp.

Her skin was cool to the touch.

I love it.

'…And a merry Christmas. So I came here today to throw you a birthday party!' I said, trying to sound excited.

Geez that sounded a lot better in my mind.

Yup, literally autistic.

She didn't move a muscle.

And then, she cupped her palm in front of her mouth and tears started to spill from her eyes.

I was horrified.

You scared her! You made her cry! Are you happy now Jack Frost?

'Oh…oh my god. Oh shit-' Did you just swear in front of her? '…oh god, I'm s…sorry…I didn't mean to make you cry. I th…thought that… I'll go, if you want.'

She gingerly shook her head.

What does that mean? 'It's ok'? 'Get out'? 'Stay'? 'I hate you'?

'Th…thank you…' she said, her voice shaking.

And then I realized. She wasn't sad, or terrified, or hurt. She's happy. Those were tears of joy.

My jaw dropped at the thought.

Close your damn mouth and say something!

'…Uh, you're welcome! I mean, it is your birthday…' I rubbed the back of my neck. 'And uh… I like seeing you happy.'

Now is DEFINITELY not the time to flirt! When are you ever going to learn?

Tears continue to spill down her cheeks as she stifled a sob.

'I…I brought cake.' I said as I raised my hand with the cake on it. I put it on the floor.

'A…and this…this is for you,' I extended both hands holding the boxed and wrapped snow globe. 'Merry Christmas.'

This time she didn't take it. She let out a little sob, and both her hands covered her face.

'Hey.' Oh my god that sounded so demanding. Are you trying to torture this poor girl? I cleared my throat. 'Hey…' Better. ' hey… uh, don't…don't cry. It's okay.'

She sobbed louder. And I didn't say anything.

Oh my God you idiot! Comfort her! She's crying for fuck's sake!

'It's okay. It's okay. You don't need to thank me. It's the least I could do.' My arm hovered near her back, and I hesitated.

Should I pet her? Will she mind?

With a shaking palm I gingerly stroked her back. Her skin was cold.

She gasped loudly at the touch and her body tensed up significantly.

My lips said the first things that came to mind. 'Hey hey hey. Shh… It's okay… It's just my hand, you're okay.' She started to relax as I continued to stroke her. 'It's okay. No one's going to hurt you.'

I won't let them.

I realized the temperature dropped significantly in her apartment. It was literally freezing.

But that's not my biggest concern.

It was then that I realized she's wearing nothing but a t-shirt and jeans. My gentlemanly instincts took over just in time.

'Uh, here.' I said as I took of my coat. 'It's cold.' I wrapped it around her shoulders and she held onto it. I was shivering, but I didn't care.

'Why are you being so nice to me?'

That question caught me off guard. I looked at her and found that she's staring straight at me, tears dried on her cheeks which were bright red.

Because I love you.

'B…because you're my friend.'

That was…actually not bad.

She looked at me, her eyes shining with tears.

'I…I'm your friend?'

She looks at me with such disbelief that I thought it was something I've said. But then I realized why she's asking me the exact same question she did the first time we talked.

She doesn't think I should be nice to her.

She doesn't think I should be nice to her because people were always mean to her.

Because people didn't know her.

She has gone on with no affection for too long, so long that she no longer thinks she deserves any.

My heart snapped into two at the knowledge of knowing how little she thought of herself.

Show her what she meant to you! Show her how beautiful she is! Heal her!

'Yes, of course you're my friend.' Wow Jack Frost for the first time in forever you sound confident. 'Why would you think otherwise? I was your friend right from the start.' Tears flooded her eyes. 'Don't cry, it's your birthday after all. I came to celebrate with my friend, not to see her cry.'

Wait- What- Did you just, scold her?

'I'm sorry.' She whispered, her voice hoarse from crying.

I held up both hands. 'No no! Don't be sorry! It's okay…I mean of course it's okay, you don't need to apologize.' Head slapped me. 'Don't cry. C'mon! It's your birthday sassy pants!'

She chuckled as tears continued to run down.

'That's the spirit.' I said happily. Then I sat down on the floor. 'Now c'mon. Open your present.' I handed it to her.

She took it cautiously, and looked at it. She sat down next to me. She looked up from her present to me, as if asking me for permission. I nodded like a bobble-head, and slowly, she began to take off the gift wrap. She managed to take it off in one piece, she didn't tear it, as if the wrap itself was the present.

See? Even she's better at unwrapping gifts than you.

She held the white box in her hands. And gently, she opened the lid and looked inside. I watched with absolute joy as she gasped and covered her mouth in absolute admiration.

'Take it out Elsa! See if you like it.' I said.

She gently placed both her hands inside the box, and slowly pulled out the snow globe with great care. Her smile was so big it showed her pearly white teeth.

Nailed it!

'I figured that you like winter and Geometry and design, so I got you this snow globe with a detailed design of an ice palace in it. You could even see through the windows into the rooms.'

She didn't say a word, just kept smiling, her eyes sparkling.

I leaned forward, and twisted the little wind-up key at the side.

The snow in the snow globe started floating around. She gasped as 'Jingle bells' started to play. I smiled as she looked at the snow globe in awe, eyes shining, like she has never seen a snow globe before.

Well, no one was nice enough to give her one.

My smile was replaced by a look of hurt. Why is everyone so mean to you? Why can't they see how nice and genuine you are?

What happened to you?

I shook my head and concentrated on Elsa.

'Do you like it?'

She looks at me, grinning. I'm glad I sat down, because my knees were trembling. 'I love it.'

My head spun as I try not to faint.

Suddenly her smile disappeared and a frown replaced it.

'What's wrong?' I asked.

'I wasn't expecting you, so I didn't get you a present…I'm so sorry Jack.'

She looked as if she was about to cry.

No! Don't let her!

'Nonononono! It's fine! Really! You wouldn't have known I was going to show up. So it's fine, and plus,' she looked at me. 'You opening your door, a…and letting me in, was the best present I could have asked for Elsa. Thank you.'

Oooooookaaay. That was cheesy.

She blushed a colour beyond red, and tears spilled.

'Thank you so much…' she said.

I smiled. 'You're welcome. Now let's eat that cake!'

There you go! Their first real live conversation.

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