A/n: If Jamie was Jack's first believer, how did people know his name?
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"Hey, Jack?" Sophie asked softly.
Jack hummed a response, his eyes closed and his head nestled into her lap. It was the most comfortable thing he had ever experienced, and as she toyed with his hair he thought he might just die of bliss. His arm was curled up and around her hip and she was leaned back against her bedroom wall.
"Do you have a home?" She asked curiously.
"Sort of… Not really, but… I mean I have a place that feels like home, but it's just a pond." He mumbled in response.
"Will you take me there?" She asked sweetly. Jack opened his eyes and rolled over to look up at her.
"Sure." He said with a gentle smile.
He crawled off her lap and stretched, giving her a moment to put her boots on and find a jacket. She wound a scarf around her neck and pulled on a hat. They'd been together long enough that Sophie had caught on that anytime he was outside in a good mood, it was likely to snow. He eased her window open and glanced back at her.
"I'll see you outside." Sophie smiled and slid out her door.
Jack jumped out the window, landing carefully in the snow and waiting patiently for Sophie. She came out the door moments later, then walked over to peer up at him expectantly.
"Which way?" She asked cheerfully.
Jack made a show of thinking, glancing up and down the street. It wasn't actually that far to his pond, and it was late enough in the evening that most families were inside. Then before Sophie could react, he darted forward and swept her right off her feet. She squealed in protest, clinging to him in sudden fear as he shot up into the air. He held her close to his chest, grinning mischievously as Sophie clung to him. She didn't seem as panicked as last time, even managing to glance down at the houses below as he let the wind carry him out over the forest. They were over his pond in just a few moments, and he ducked down through the air. Sophie's grip on him tightened, then he touched down on the snow and set Sophie gently on her feet.
She glanced around, admiring the area for a moment. She stepped forward onto the ice, the snow giving her some traction. Gazing down at the frozen pond, she scuffed at it a little with her boot and glanced back up to Jack.
"This is the last place I saw my sister." He said softly.
Sophie wasn't sure what to say to comfort him, so she stayed silent and watched him as he pulled his hood up and wandered out onto the ice.
"This is where I died." He leaned on his staff and gazed down at the snow-covered pond.
Sophie looked a little uncomfortable, and Jack snapped himself out of his thoughts. The memories weren't all bad, he really did like the pond. Smiling reassuringly, he jumped forward a few steps, dropped his staff on the ice, and wound an arm around Sophie's back. She looked at him suspiciously, but went with it as he began leading her along in a very clumsy waltz.
"I like it here, it brings back a lot of good memories." He said, his gaze softening.
Sophie glanced around a little doubtfully.
"Seems a little empty… Do you just sleep in the snow?" She asked. Jack snorted.
"I'm Jack Frost, of course I sleep in the snow." He said teasingly.
"You should try decorating, maybe get some chairs or a bench or something. We could put up Christmas lights." Sophie replied helpfully. Jack thought for a moment.
"You're already forming some kind of plan, aren't you?" He asked. Sophie grinned up at him but didn't respond.
The dance got a bit less clumsy as they moved, Sophie seemed to know it better than he did and wound up leading him. He drew her closer, and eventually they slowed to a stop. Unable to resist, he leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his back and held onto his hoodie. He brought a hand up to brush his fingertips along the side of her neck, enjoying the violent shiver that ran down her spine. She abruptly broke away from him, giggling and holding her hand to her neck.
"Your hands are freezing…" She breathed, shuffling in place to emphasize her statement.
Jack grinned and held his hands up, cupping them over his mouth. He exhaled slowly, like a normal person would to warm themselves. He held his hands out to show Sophie a fine layer of frost dusting his palms and fingers. His grin turned slightly evil and Sophie shrieked as he lunged at her.
"Jack Frost, don't you dare!" She said forcefully.
Sophie turned and ran, her feet sliding a little on the ice as her scuffling disrupted the snow. She slipped and fell to her knees as she reached the shore, scrambling up onto the bank and struggling to get her feet under her. She made it a few more feet before Jack tackled her into the snow.
Sophie giggled and cried out for him to stop as he struggled to pin her down into the snow. Her jacket rode up a little and Jack saw an opportunity. She went deathly still as he slid his hands up under the hem of her shirt and pressed his frost-covered palms against her wonderfully warm stomach. She inhaled deeply, then shrieked and began to thrash in an attempt to get away from him. An evil chuckle escaped his lips and he threw a leg over her hips, straddling her as she laughed and tried to wiggle out from under him.
His hands moved a little higher, and Sophie slowly stopped struggling as the grin left Jack's face and he suddenly looked somewhat preoccupied. His thumb began to rub idly against the soft skin of her ribcage, and Sophie looked up at him with a bemused expression.
"Jack..?" She asked carefully.
His mouth came crashing down to hers and she brought her hands up in surprise, clutching at his hoodie. She was shivering gently, but as his lips moved against hers a new warmth began to spread through her body. He forced her lips apart, but she didn't complain as he deepened the kiss. She found it similar to having an ice cube in her mouth, and it felt a little strange. But considering he was the only person she had ever kissed she really didn't have a basis for comparison. Sophie was thoroughly enjoying the sensation and subconsciously arched up against him, a low moan rising up from her chest.
Jack suddenly pulled back, looking a little startled. He stared down at her with wide eyes, a soft touch of color to his cheeks. He cleared his throat, mumbled a soft apology, then pulled her shirt back into place and slowly got to his feet. Sophie propped herself up on her elbows, arching an eyebrow at him. Jack took a moment to gather himself, then offered her a hand up.
Once Sophie was back on her feet, she straightened her hat and gazed curiously up at Jack. He looked embarrassed. She moved forward and carefully took his hand.
"Are you feeling alright?" She asked with worry.
"Yea, sorry. I've got a lot on my mind lately." Jack said softly. His blush refused to fade, and he breathed deeply. "Maybe I should take you home…" He said a little awkwardly.
"Okay…" Sophie was disappointed, and she wasn't sure if she'd done something wrong.
She knew Jack wasn't used to physical contact, but she hadn't realized he was that shy about it. He almost looked like he was ashamed of himself. Sophie couldn't help the amused little smirk when she thought of Jack being embarrassed that he'd almost gone for her bra.
Jack retrieved his staff, then stalked sadly back to Sophie's side. He held his arms out, inviting her to let him pick her up bridal style, but Sophie scoffed. She moved around behind him, put her hands on his shoulder, then hopped onto his back.
"It's easier to cling to you in terror this way." She explained as he glanced back at her in surprise.
Jack laughed a little at her comment, then wrapped an arm up under her thigh to hold her in place. She seemed much less afraid of flying with him like this, and she barely jolted at all when he took off into the air. Sophie pressed a kiss to his cheek as he glided over the treetops. Jack smiled to himself, rubbing his thumb against her knee to acknowledge the show of affection. In a few more moments they were back over Sophie's neighborhood.
"Hey, there's Jamie." Sophie said, pointing past Jack's shoulder at the sidewalk.
Jack flew by overhead, landing in the backyard and letting Sophie slide down from his back. She gave him a hug, then turned when she heard Jamie round the corner into the backyard.
"Hi, Jamie!" She said cheerfully. Jamie eyed her a little.
"Hey, Soph. What's up? I didn't realize you were home." He had an odd look on his face.
"I was out with Jack." Sophie said slowly, her brow furrowing slightly. Jack realized something was wrong and stepped forward.
"You okay, man? You don't look so good." He asked with concern.
"Jack?" Jamie looked severely confused, then cracked a grin. "Soph, did you finally get a boyfriend?"
Sophie gaped at him and a look of horror crossed Jack's face.
"Whoa! That's not funny!" Jack said defensively, narrowing his eyes at the young man as he turned toward him.
Jack thought he was about to say something, but instead Jamie walked right through him.
Jack cried out, his eyes going wide and his staff falling from his hand to land heavily in the snow. Sophie gasped in shock, her hands flying up to her mouth.
"Jamie! What's wrong with you?!" Sophie shrieked. He stopped and turned to look at her like she was insane.
"What are you talking about? I feel fine." Jamie continued into the house.
Sophie turned to Jack with tears in her eyes. Jack was frozen in shock, his eyes wide with fear and breathing heavily.