Your mind regained consciousness, and you could feel Jack's body pressed against your bare back. It was cool, but it was a nice, like an icy breeze on your skin after taking off a hot ski coat. His arms were still wrapped around your waist, one of his hands resting gently on your stomach. You didn't want to open your eyes, wanting to stay secured in his arms, safe from whatever could be lurking in the shadows outside. You snuggled closer to him, pressing your back into his hard chest.
"Are you awake?" His voice startled you, your eyes opening in a flash and turning to face him. He was crookedly smiling down at you, his crystal blue eyes peeking out from behind lazy eyelids.
"Yeah. Did I wake you up? Sorry," You bit your lip guiltily.
"No, I woke up a while ago. I've just been watching you. Did you know you mumble in your sleep?" A chuckle escaped his lips as he pressed them against the top of your head.
"That I did know." You've known that you talked and mumbled in your sleep after having recorded it one time. You mostly said nonsense, but you were still curious about what you said. "What did I say?"
"Well, you said a bunch of random things. Going on about how you didn't want a shot or something. Another weird phrase about video games I think." He paused, "You said you loved me."
You giggled, how stereotypical, "You already knew that, though."
"I did, but it's nice to hear from you anyway." He mumbled with his lips still pressed against your hair. He shifted, moving his legs so that his feet pressed up against your skin. The sudden contact of his ice-cold feet had you yelp and flinch.
"Jesus, you're freezing!" You pulled your legs away from his, but he kept pressing his icy skin against you.
"Having cold feet means you have a warm heart, doesn't it?"
"It's having cold hands means you have a warm heart."
He shrugged. "Same principal." With a press of his lips against yours, he slowly rolled out from under the covers he had put on you both when you were asleep, and he stepped lightly onto the slippery floor.
"Where are you going?" Sitting up, you watched him take a leap and slide into the closet. "I have to talk to Sandman, and I can't do that naked now can I?" Throwing a laughing glance at you, you felt your cheeks flush as you looked at his bare back, watching the muscles underneath the skin ripple. You noticed red marks decorating his body like stripes. You were about to say something, asking him what they were, when you remembered last night. Ahhh, whoops, you looked guiltily at your fingernails.
"What about?" Holding the covers to your chest, you sat up, watching him slip on a pair of deep grey briefs and his usual tan pants.
"I talked to him about wether or not we should go meet up with the others. They should have been back by now." He walked back to you with a white shirt in his hands.
"They were supposed to be back by this afternoon."
"It's two o'clock." Wow did we sleep in or what?
"But they told us not to go," A finger placed on your lips stopped you and were quickly replaced by Jack's lips.
"Yeah I know. But they should know better, I mean, it's me they're talking to. The king of fun and mischief, I don't think they have quite grasped the concept of that yet." With a chuckle, he pulled away and slipped on his shirt. Grabbing his staff which was leaning against an icicle, he walked out of the bedroom, pausing at the doorway to give you a smile.
That left you alone in the chilly room, wrapped up in a light blue, down blanket. Unsure of what to do, now Jack was gone, you rolled to the edge of the bed and planted your feet on the ice floor. Careful to step, you held onto the blanket that was still draped around you as you picked up your pants which had been carelessly discarded last night, thanks to Jack. You soon found your sweater and your underwear, and you headed out back to your room.
You were in a good mood, surprising that you usually didn't feel this way after waking up in the morning. Skipping lightly, you reached your door and pushed it open. As the door swung wide, a blue and green blur flashed across your vision and baby tooth hovered in front of you. She had her hands crossed over her tiny chest, looking at you like a parent to their child who came home after curfew.
"What?" Baby tooth continued to hover there, still giving you a stern glare. After letting the silence hang for a few seconds, she pointed at the door. You followed her gesture, but you weren't sure what she was trying to say. Looking back at her confused, she hit her forehead with her palm and hummed over to the door handle. She grasped it and pulled, but the door didn't budge. Letting it go, she looked back at you and crossed her arms again.
It took you a moment, but you realized what she meant. "Shit, sorry about that! I didn't mean to lock you in!" You moaned in guilt, biting your lower lip. Baby raised an eyebrow, telling you that she wanted more of an apology.
"I'm sorry, baby tooth, I didn't mean to lock you in last night. Can you forgive me?" You held up a finger cautiously, and baby tooth took a glance at your offer. Pausing and giving you a questioning stare, she buzzed over and sat down on your finger, giving you a small smile.
With a slight giggle, you walked over to your closet, tossing the clothes which hung on your arm into the corner. You had really liked that outfit, but you didn't want to wear yoga pants again, so you thought up a pair of denim jeans.
Slipping on the jeans and the sweater (now a silvery grey color), you walked over to the mirror which hung just inside the closet. You were about to start smoothing down your bed head when Jack's voice sounded from the hallway.
"Get ready, we're going." He sounded breathless, like he had just sprinted. You looked around the corner of the closet doorway, watching him jog over to you. Taking your hand, he pulled you excitedly through the hall to the main room, and lead you to the large doors you and Jack had come through when you first arrived.
He pushed them open with some effort, letting in an icy breeze which sent uncontrollable shivers through your body. He kneeled down and pulled you to his back, your arms automatically wrapping around his neck.
"Isn't sandman coming too?" You looked back at the door which slowly closed behind you.
"No, he's staying behind to watch over the place." With a leap, Jack pushed into the air and sent you both soaring into the arctic air.
A/N: okay again sorry for the delay ahhh school and work and going to my grandparents house and forgetting to update last night held me back so IM SO SORRY AHH. (Also this chapter may be a little tiny bit rushed BUT IM REALLY EXCITED FOR THESE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS SO THIS RUSHED BIT WILL BE WORTH IT I SWEAR)