Flynn was never one to feel uncomfortable or out of place. He's always been really easy going and quick to make friends or at least to make place for himself if he indeed was out of place. With his confidence and good sense of humor it's just always been easy. But, he did feel a teeny-tiny bit uncomfortable now.
It was probably due to the fact that he didn't get to know much people yesterday at the club, since he was rather interested in catching up with his girlfriend more than anything else; fuck long distance relationships, honestly... he was so glad they were putting an end on that but anyways, he only had time to meet Jack and Elsa and say a quick 'hi' to the couple getting married, didn't meet anyone else.
So, here he was, sitting alone by the bar at a bachelor party while rich people from all over the planet surrounded him.
Seriously, though, were the heck was Jack?
Kristoff previously tried to make him feel less casted out but then sideburns came (Or Horny Hans as his beautiful girlfriend liked to call him, pretty fitting if you asked him) and took Kristoff from him.
And there they were, a couple of booths from him drinking beer while they relived the old times or whatever.
Flynn couldn't help but listen, there wasn't anything left to do anyways.
"Remember when we took the girls hiking?" Sideburns asked, nostalgic smile on his face and all. Flynn could tell both of them were a little tipsy already. Kristoff took a swing of his beer before answering.
"Nope"
"You do!" Hans accused. "Heat from hell all morning only for it to pour all the afternoon"
"I don't" Kristoff denied again, not really paying much attention in Flynn's opinion.
"You backed your car over a kid's bicycle" Hans insisted.
"Sorry, no"
"Some reindeer got a liking on you and followed us until we left!"
"Sven!" Kristoff said suddenly remembering "I've named our dog after him" Kristoff said now nostalgic as well. Hans hummed in response.
'What the fuck' Flynn count help but think.
"Anna wore that little bikini thing, but somehow it was Elsa the one that got stung by nettles" Hans continued.
Some comment to say about your best mate's future wife.
"Elsa never said a thing until Anna caught her scratching her arse" Hans added and Kristoff chuckled soundly at this.
"Yeah, I remember it" Kristoff said between laughs.
They both stayed quiet for a moment.
"I didn't deserve her back then" Hans said quietly Flynn almost missed it.
The statement caused Kristoff to narrow his eyes and Flynn to turn to them with a raised eyebrow, not caring if they realized he was eavesdropping them from the start.
They paid him no mind, though.
"And you do now?" Kristoff nearly scoffed, clearly offended.
Hans opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it once something else caught his attention.
"What the fuck's his problem?" Hans spit out with resentment on his eyes, causing both Kristoff and Flynn to follow his line of vision.
Jack had just entered the bar, eyes darting around the crowd scanning his surroundings while looking rather dazed and even flushed.
'Is he drunk?' Flynn thought, eyes narrowing at the sight of his new silver haired pal.
"What?" Kristoff asked clearly confused once he turned back to Hans.
"I don't know, mate. There's something about him I don't like" Hans nearly snarled.
Kristoff instantly snorted loudly at this.
"Yeah, that he's less than 5 per cent body fat and shagging your ex" Kristoff said between laughs. Hans casted him a nasty glare.
"That's not it" Hans hissed through gritted teeth. "Just - Look at him! Walking around all American like he owns the place"
"What the hell, dude" Flynn whispered, obviously not being heard by them.
Kristoff turned around to glance at Jack once more, to see if what Hans was saying was true.
"Yeah, I think you're just jealous" Kristoff shrugged. "Don't blame you, though"
Flynn could see that Jack has already spotted him and was making his way towards them.
"Jealous my-" Hans tried to say, but was cutoff short since Kristoff elbowed him.
"Hey, man" Jack said, grabbing Kristoff's hand to then give him a bro-hug.
"Glad to have you here" Kristoff said patting on his back. Jack then turned to Hans, and with an icy glare he greeted him curtly, making Kristoff gulp at the tension.
"You finally came, dude." Flynn said chiming in and greeted Jack as well.
Jack merely nodded as he caught from the corner of his eye how Hans was rolling his eyes and Kristoff was discreetly chastising him. Before any of them could say anything, though, some nasty-raunchy music started to play that actually made Jack flinch.
Kristoff started to groan as all men in the bar cheered and whistled.
Flynn and Jack turned to where all male attention was currently at: three voluptuous young women walking down the stairs while throwing kisses and winking to everyone in the room.
"Oh, no" Kristoff groaned again, covering his face with his hands in clear frustration.
"C'mon, Kris. It's your last chance!" Hans said with a cheshire-cat like smile. The three girls were practically already dragging Kristoff as he repeatedly said no. "You'll thank me later!"
"Of course he was responsible of this" Flynn said rolling his eyes as he went back to sit in his previous booth, Jack taking a seat besides him. "He'll obviously try to get him to cheat"
Jack frowned at this while the bar tender handed him a beer.
"What, getting your best mate to cheat makes you feel more accomplished as a man in this country?" Jack said, clearly confused by the comment. Flynn cleared his throat and didn't meet his eye.
"Something like that" He simply said and took a sip of his beer. "Hey, where the hell were you by the way? I didn't have your phone number to ask you and I was beginning to think you weren't coming"
It was Jack's turn to clear his throat to avoid chocking. Just remembering what took place made his body heat all-over, he was pretty sure he was blushing right now.
Elsa kissed him.
Elsa.
Elsa fucking grabbed him from his shirt and stamped her lips on his in what had to be the hottest kiss he had in his life.
The same Elsa that got flustered every time he merely smirked at her.
"I had to leave Elsa at Anna's bachelorette party first" Jack quickly explained.
"Yeah, I figured that out. I still don't know what took you so long, though. The place isn't that far from here either" Flynn pointed out.
Jack just decided to play dumb.
"Anyways, Sideburns here was talking shit about you" Flynn continued.
"In front of you?" Jack raised an eyebrow confused. That seemed unlikely. Hans proved time and time again that he'd rather act like an innocent angel in front of people after all.
"Nah" Flynn said. "He was talking to mister groom, I was eavesdropping, though, because I didn't have anything better to do"
"Okay" Jack said, trying to appear uninterested at first. He didn't want anyone to think that he gives two cents about Hans, but he also did wanna know what he could possibly have said. "What did he say?" He finally asked, earning a knowing grin from Flynn.
"Not much, just that he didn't like you" Flynn shrugged. "Though, he did say something about not deserving Elsa back then and he sounded kind of regretful"
"Not deserving her back then? What's that supposed to mean? That he does now?" Jack couldn't hold back the iciness in his voice.
"I don't know, man. That's exactly what Kristoff asked but then you showed up and he started to talk shit about you, so" Flynn explained.
Jack really wanted to get rid of the stupid sour taste in his mouth that shouldn't even be there to begin with.
He was being ridiculous. Yes, they kissed and yes, he more than liked it but this was a fucking job and Elsa was a client and he didn't want this to begin with.
Did he?
x
If Elsa were to say she was drunk, it'll be the biggest understatement of the year.
She didn't know how she was still managing to walk straight or say a sentence without slurring too much but hey, that was a win, right?
The thing is, she needed to drink. She needed too, or else, she was gonna loose her goddamn mind because all she could freaking think of was icy-mint lips, crystal blue eyes and stupidly soft silver hair.
So, what began as one shot to help her flustered state go down quickly turned into about 3 shots and one too many gin tonics.
The alcohol was doing a pretty good job of keeping Jack of her mind as for now, he only crossed her mind every five minutes and that was also a win in her books given the state of the situation.
She was currently waiting for a new gin tonic at the bar (strawberry flavored this time) while the bartender was shooting her not-so-discreet looks. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes at him and take a closer (also not so discreet) look at him because he seemed awfully familiar.
"Ralph?" Elsa said tentatively, the bartender instantly flashed her a smile and also got her gin tonic in front of her.
"I'm gonna wreck it!" He exclaimed and Elsa instantly chuckled at this, shaking her head sillily. Ralph used to be a jock at her high school, the largest one at that. Everyone used to call him Wreck-It-Ralph due to his brutal force at probably every sport there was. He had a famous line back then, and that was definitely it.
"Oh, my gosh! What are you doing here!?" Elsa said and leaned over the bar to give him a quick hug. "I thought you were in Korea! Or was it China? Traveling the world with your best friend?" Ralph chuckled lightly at this.
"Close. Japan" He said. "But it turns out that I missed the frigid cold" He said jokingly.
"Did Elsa ever tell you that she dumped you because of your freakishly large hands?" Anna said as she slipped in the booth next to Elsa.
Ralph smile faltered a bit, and Elsa would probably be mortified if it wasn't because the alcohol, and also pissed at Anna for such a rude comment, but since she was drunk...
"Don't listen to her, she's drunk" Elsa dismissed the comment jokingly as Anna giggled. Ralph just nodded awkwardly, keeping his smile that didn't really reach his eyes anymore. "But... I didn't really like dump you, right?"
Elsa and Ralph dated shortly. Or at least that's what she currently remembered. Plus, it was like in their freshmen year where relationships were hardly serious. It was mostly just to tag someone as a 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend', back in the day... no real feelings. Hence, the stupid reason why she left him.
Ralph shrugged once again regaining his confidence.
"Hard" He snorted. "But it was understandable... you were one of the hottest girls at school" He shrugged.
"Oh, we know Elsa was the hottest girl at school" Anna said with a tight smile "Because she was voted Best Eyes and Brightest Smile, along with Best Face and Hair and Most Likely to Age Well" She continued as she looked at Elsa unblinking with glossy eyes.
Elsa bit her lip at her comments. Somehow it always came down to this. If only Anna could understand that she didn't give a shit about those things, and never did.
Anna let out a shaky breath before speaking again.
"You are my sister" She said almost whispering. "But I would've love you even if you weren't"
Elsa sighed and squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
"How about you get my sister a Cosmo?" Elsa said to Ralph.
That seemed to snap Anna out of whatever daze she was in.
"Tequila" She corrected, with a now regained smile.
"Sure" Ralph said and went to get it.
They stayed in silence for a few seconds.
"Are you all okay?" Elsa said, turning to Anna with concerned eyes.
She knew they might have their differences in the past, but she was her little sister and Elsa loved her no matter what.
"I don't know if I can do this" Anna said stuttering. Elsa blinked in confusion.
"The tequila shot?" Elsa asked.
"No, the wedding!" Anna exclaimed chocking back a sob as she looked at Elsa with glassy and red eyes.
Elsa blinked several times at what she said, opening and closing her mouth like a fish in bewilderment.
"I-I shouldn't be allowed to get married. I shouldn't" She said stuttering again while fighting to stop the tears.
"What are you talking about?" Elsa said completely shocked and concerned.
Anna looked at her with regretful eyes, but before she could say anything else 'I Like It' by Cardi B started to blast.
Anna's eyes transformed right before her eyes. Going from regret and sadness to her usual 'cheery' self.
"That's my song!" She exclaimed in the pitched voice she used in front of her 'friends' and dragged Elsa out to the dance floor.
Elsa didn't have a chance to ask anything more about her concerning behavior but she supposed it was just the alcohol in her sister's system.
x
"What the hell's wrong with Hans, anyways? As if I would sleep with a stripper!" Kristoff said while Jack helped him walk straight.
The party was over, or at least for the groom it was. It ended rather spectacularly in Jack's opinion: Hans and Kristoff yelling at each other because Kristoff refused to touch any of the hookers his 'best friend' brought.
So, Kristoff decided to dramatically leave but only made it half a block before falling on his face in the middle of the street. Thankfully, Jack decided to check on the pissed off groom and found him laying on his face as he helplessly tried to get up with no success.
Flynn decided to leave five minutes before the discussion started (lucky bastard) before he had to take care of something regarding his work or something like that, so Jack had to take care of Kristoff on his own.
"'Don't be such a pussy! You're about to get married! You have to'" Kristoff continued his rant trying to imitate Hans' voice. "Did I have to?" He asked then.
Jack sighed, it was just too late and his rant was getting too long. Hopeless romantics were one of the worst kind of drunks, but he liked this guy, so...
"From experience, I know a person in love doesn't want a prostitute" He said, concealing the acid in his voice.
It was true. From experience, he knew Elsa, who was in love with some bastard, wouldn't ever want him, a prostitute.
Kristoff looked at him like he didn't understand a word from what he said.
Jack sighed again tiredly.
"You did the right thing, Kristoff" He assured him.
It was true. He didn't know where this 'Is your last night single go fuck every pussy you can find!' tradition came from but it was sickening, and in his opinion it's always been. It didn't matter if he was a prostitute or not. (he wasn't that kind of prostitute, anyways). If you were about to marry the 'love of your life' how come the only thing you could think of your last day single was to have sex with someone other than your significant other?
It was one of the greatest examples about how 'love' was pure bullshit and a waste of time that only ended up giving you a broken heart.
"How do you know so much... about so much?" Kristoff said slurring the words.
"I'm a hooker" Jack said, and they both stood unblinking for a few moments... until Kristoff bursted in laughter.
"I like you" Kristoff said, before entering the Winters Mansion.
Jack sighed tiredly, again.
x
She was going to do it. There was no backing from it.
Yes. Elsa was going to do it.
She had her mind set already.
No going back.
She was sure.
That's why she was here, inserting every single credit and debit card she had in the ATM on the way to her house to get as much money as this stupid machine would allow her to.
She didn't know what give her so much boldness all of the sudden. Maybe it was the alcohol? Or was it Punzie's naughty comments? Or the jealous looks all the skanks at Anna's party gave her?
The thing is, the alcohol fell out short doing its job of keeping Jack out of her head. A couple of hours later and all she could think of was his lips on hers... and on her neck... and on her shoulder... and on her body... and everywhere.
When was the last time she had sex again? Oh, that's right! Three years ago.
She never really felt like having sex with anyone else during that time but now.
Oh... now she wanted to, but not anyone. Nope. She wanted him.
And she was going to get him.
She was sure he enjoyed the kiss, she was sure of it... and he did find her attractive, right? He said so many times.
And okay, maybe, just maybe, she liked him.
But who wouldn't? Right!? He was just so gorgeous! And funny and charming and gentle.
Maybe she has a crush on him. Maybe.
Which is a good thing, right? Because she's free of Horny Hans' grip! Hurray!
And maybe he has a crush on her? Moana and Merida think it's possible... and Punzie said he looked in love.
Maybe it could be just his job, too.
But it didn't matter. Because she had a plan B.
She was going to get him. Hopefully he'll want her to and that would mean he also likes her.
But if he doesn't, she'll just pay him for sex... Because fuck 'morally repugnant' right?
And it won't hurt as bad if he didn't like her, right? After all, it was to expect. He was a prostitute. He's done this before.
With many women.
Elsa shook her head instantly, shooing the thoughts away.
That didn't matter now.
She was going to get him.
A.N.:
Hey guys! I KNOW AND I'M SORRY! It's been so long! But I'm glad to be back (mostly thanks to the Frozen 2 trailer) and I'm also so glad for your kind reviews.
No much Jelsa interaction here, but next chapter... oh boy. I just want to warn you that next chapter will contain sexual themes BUT they'll be marked and it'll be completely skippable for the pure ones unlike myself. So, don't worry, I gotcha.
I'm with newfound inspiration, so hopefully the next chapter won't take that long. Still, I'm kinda worried about this chapter and I know what your thoughts are so I know how should I proceed for the next chapter?
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Anyways! I'll read you guys soon while I silently keep on praying for Jack to appear in Frozen 2 or for Elsa to remain single lol.
til later!
Silvana.