Chapter Eighteen
"Jack?" Matthew asked.
The pair were sitting curled up together on the window bench. The winter spirit was sitting in his lap facing him. He had his arms wrapped around his neck and rested his head on his shoulder. The Canadian had his arms around his waist and his wings cocooned around them. Kumakuro was curled up on the floor next to them sleeping peacefully. It had been a few weeks and he'd been going out to get souls on his own.
"Yeah?" The Guardian asked moving and kissing his cheek.
"Will you spar with me?" The Reaper asked tilting his head.
"What? Why?" Jack asked confused.
"I want to know if I can fight blind." Matthew said. He was used to fighting in low light against Pitch, but not completely without sight. He knew he could always sing, but he was worried about running into the deaf fire spirit.
"I don't want to hurt you Birdie." The winter spirit said shifting nervously. The Canadian rolled his eyes.
"You won't, I trust you." The Reaper said stretching up to kiss his jaw. He was a bit off and kissed his neck. "I need practice and I'd rather have it with you then get attacked and practice that way."
"Okay." Jack agreed reluctantly.
Matthew smiled gently and kissed his cheek. He moved his wings to let him up. The Guardian stood and offered him a hand. He obviously couldn't see it and stood up himself. Jack still forgot that he couldn't see his gestures or expressions. He took the Reaper's hand and kissed the back of it. Kumakuro woke up with a yawn and stood up ready to go.
"I guess we'll go to one of the bigger empty halls?" The winter spirit suggested and he nodded. The trio started to walk. Matthew relaxed and let Jack and Kumakuro guide him along. "No weapons?"
"Yeah." The Reaper agreed. He heard the Guardian lean his staff against the wall as he let go of his hand. He pet Kumakuro and told him to go lay down. He knew the bear was protective of him and he didn't want him to hurt Jack. Kumakuro waddled off to go sleep on their bed. "Ready?"
"I guess so." The Guardian sighed. They'd never actually physically fought before. Both were a bit nervous to hurt each other, but trusted one another. Both of them stood awkwardly for a moment waiting for the other to attack. "I guess I should attack first?"
The Reaper nodded. He heard Jack's movements and knew he was coming at him. He felt for shadows and could make out the outline of his fist. He made a force field to block its path and heard it connect. He stepped to the side and could hear the Guardian shift. He felt for the shadows and noticed that Jack was dropping low. He knew the winter spirit would try to trip and pin him. He noticed the shadow under him was moving and jumped into the air.
Matthew felt for the shadow again as he landed in a crouch. He knew Jack was moving towards him again. He made a small force field on his foot level. He heard him yelp as he fell forward. He landed with a thump. The Canadian was able to pinpoint him with sound. He jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground. He laughed lightly and leaned down kissing his boyfriend.
"I'd say you're still pretty good at fighting." Jack said once they broke apart. "Cheap shot though."
"Was it?" Matthew asked innocently. He found fighting a bit harder than before. It would give him a bit of a challenge. He leaned down and kissed the winter spirit again. "Thank you."
"No problem, Birdie." Jack hummed kissing his nose. The Reaper laughed as his hands went to his hips. The Guardian quickly swapped their positions and pinned him. Matthew smiled as he leaned down kissing his neck and jaw. He peppered kisses all over his face. He hummed happily and wrapped his arms around Jack's shoulders as he pulled him down for a proper kiss. "I love you so much. You're so strong and beautiful."
"Je t'aime aussi ma raison de vivre." The Reaper said with a gentle smile. Jack hummed kissing him heatedly again. It was hard for them to resist. He smirked into it wrapping his legs around the Guardian's hips and switched their positions again. "We probably shouldn't be making out on North's floor."
"We've made out in weirder places before." Jack laughed and Matthew shrugged.
"Well maybe we can have a bit of fun?" The Reaper purred kissing the winter spirit's jaw.
"You were just complaining about making out on North's floor and now you want to have 'fun' here?" The Guardian asked confused.
"Not here!" Matthew laughed shaking his head. "Somewhere more private and out of the way. It's been awhile, I want you."
"I think I know just the place." Jack hummed. The Reaper could hear the smirk in his voice. He sat back and let him sit up. He stood up and offered the winter spirit his hand. He took it and pulled him up into a kiss. The Guardian smiled into it sweeping Matthew off his feet. "Let's go have some fun."
AN: I won't be doing smut for this fic
-❄️"I go to seek a Great Perhaps."❄️-
A few weeks later...
Matthew had been going out on his own and he'd been fine. He was able to navigate with shadows and sound easily by himself. He'd been able to completely avoid all other spirits. He hadn't had to fight. He did feel normal now, he sometimes forgot that he couldn't see.
Jack had mentioned more then once he had changed for the better. The Canadian knew he had changed. Pitch wanted him to see nothing accept deaths, but instead he started to see friends in people he had avoided. He was more open and happier. He never thought he'd have anyone other than Jack and Death. He was more relaxed and calmer around the Guardians instead of being on edge or defensive.
The pair were still staying with North at the pole. Matthew was fine on his own and could go back home, but he didn't really want to. There was always something going on at the pole and it kept him distracted. He liked being around North, the yetis and elves; it surprised him. The Russian was like a father to him, he was very patient and kind. The older Guardian definitely didn't mind having the pair around. It made the pole a little more unpredictable than it already was.
"Matthew?" The Canadian looked up from where he was sitting on one of the kitchen counters reading. He smiled knowing it was North. "Are you hungry? I'm about to make lunch. Would you like something?"
"Yeah, yes please!" The Reaper hummed. "Have you ever made pancakes before?"
"Pancakes? No, I don't think so." The Russian mumbled confused.
"I could show and help you make them?" Matthew suggested with a bright smile.
"Alright! I'm always excited to try something new!" North said excitedly. The Canadian smiled closing his book and hopping off the counter. Kumakuro grumbled sleepily. He heard him huff and shift to curl up. "What do we need?"
The Reaper listed off the ingredients and North found them. He explained what and how much to mix together. He walked him through the steps of cooking them. He hummed happily at the scent.
The Guardian had managed to get the pancakes right with his instructions.
"These are amazing!" North said excitedly taking a bite. Matthew smiled eating his own. "When did you learn to make these?"
"I don't know. It's one of the few things I remember from before." The Reaper shrugged finishing his pancakes. "They're my favourite food. I'd normally have maple syrup, but they're okay without it."
"Syrup? I'd love to try it next time!" North said patting him on the back.
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