Valentines and other holidays

by End of Grace

Saint Patrick's Day (Jack/Jamie) (North/Bunnymund)

Warning-underage drinking (I do not condone this) This is also the first time doing Jack and Jamie so please enjoy. I've made Jamie about 15 and Jack was about 17/18 when he died, so that makes him 317.

Saint Patrick's Day

Lucky the leprechaun, had finished all his plans for his day in Ireland, the parade was in full swing and the booze was following like water. Now to cross the water and see how things were going in the states. First stop Burgess, who was in the middle of setting up their floats and banners. He stroked his bread as he looked at the large floating leprechaun in mild disgust, they could never get his image right. They always had him in a silly suit with long yellow socks, with an even silly grin. And why in the name of O'Leary did they think he was small? Lucky stood easily at four foot not four inches. His hair was red and curly and his bread covered a large amount of his face. He wore a long green suit with sharp black shoes. A black shirt with a green tie with a tall green top hat. He was tempted to pop the damn thing with his black cane when someone caught his eye. A boy sitting on the roof top, with white hair and blue eyes. He had a long wooden staff with him and was looking down at the parade.

"That's Jack Frost. Holy mother of Mary he better not be here to cause trouble!" thought Lucky as he leapt to the top of the building, where Jack was sitting. Jack was looking down at the parade trying to find Jamie. He had promised the boy he'd come and watch the parade with him and had picked a great spot to watch it.

"Hey! Boy?"

Jack continued looking over at the street, ignoring the voice guessing it was just a passerby, before something very hard hit him on the head.

"Ouch...Hey that hurt"

"You'll be in for more pain boyo if you don't skedaddle" said Lucky tapping his cane in his hand. Jack rubbing the sore spot on his head, turned to see the leprechaun glaring down at him.

"Hey nice costume, you joining in the parade later?"

Lucky almost fell over from that comment before standing up straight and swung his cane again only to miss.

"How dare ye! Be off with ya sprite of mischief, I will not have you ruining my day"

"Your day? You don't look much of a saint" said Jack with a smirk.

"Saint Patrick is resting his soul; I watch over the festivities in his place. Bringing good luck and merriment to all that see me. Lucky is my name and I'm the Leprechaun"

"Oh I remember you now, North told me about you, and how you always encourage him, Bunny and Sandy in to a drinking game"

"The guardians are a fair sort, and need to relax once in a while. So Jack what mischief were you thinking of causing my day?"

"No mischief, I swear! I came here to watch the parade with a friend"

Lucky arched an eyebrow and realized the boy had spoken the truth "If that is honestly the case I'm sorry for the hit. And To show there is no hard feelings"

Lucky took off his top hat and pulled out a dark green bottle with a deep reddish liquid inside.

"A token from the Irish. Err...how old are you?"

"Over three hundred?"

"Sounds about right. Drink responsibly now Jack, that's some of my own special brew" said Lucky as he handed the guardian of fun the bottle.

"Um..thank you" said Jack taking the bottle curiously. Lucky brushed down his suit and put his top hat back on.

Well, I'll be leaving now, everything looks fine. I have other places to get too, so Happy Saint Patricks Day Jack"

"Yeah, same to you too"

Jamie was running late, he tried to move quickly but the crowds were already gathering for the parade.

"I hope Jack doesn't think I've ditched him" as he pushed thought the people. Suddenly it started snowing, heavily, causing everyone to stop and looked up at the blue sky. So did Jamie for a moment before he broke out in to a run. He ran in to the building and climbed all the stairs so once he was at the top he was out of breath.

"Jack" he shouted looking for the winter sprite. Only to find him dancing on the edge of the building waving his staff while singing. "Let it snow Let it snow" very off key.

"Jack..is everything ok?" asked Jamie as he slowly walked towards Jack, who now spun around, so Jamie could see the deep indigo on his cheeks.

"JAMIE!" Jack leapt from the edge and tackled the young boy to the ground, hugging him tightly.

"Jamie I was worried that you weren't coming. So I made it snow, you like snow right?"

"Yeah I do...but I don't think the people would be happy that the parade had to be cancelled because of it."

"Oh...ok" and with a simple wave the snow stopped, and down below everyone started cheering. Jack now sat up and pulled Jamie up with him. He was smiling in a goofy way, his eyes not quite clear.

"Jack are you sure your ok?" asked Jaime, looking over his friend.

"I'm great Jamie, your here now. Hey you can get to try some of this stuff with me. I've already had some and its really good." smiled Jack as he pulled out the bottle from his pocket and handed it to Jamie. It looked like an oddly shaped wine bottle that was now only half full.

"Jack where did you get this?"

"Lucky the leprechaun. He thought I was causing trouble and hit me. When I told him I wasn't he gave me that as an apology"

"Its alcohol"

"...so?"

"Aren't you underage?"

"I'm over 300 years old. Want some?"

"No, I'm not old enough"

"Just a sip"

Jamie shook his head and handed the bottle back to Jack. Jack looked really disappointed as he took the cork out and had another mouthful. Jamie rubbed his arm nervously, he always thought Jack was good looking but now with his cheeks flushed he was downright sexy. He brushed his hair back, giving Jamie a good look at his blue eyes. Jack felt the drink slid down his throat and warm his stomach slightly. He looked at Jaime, looking nervous and was blushing. It was the beautiful thing he had ever seen. Jamie was now biting his lip and Jack wanted nothing more than to take Jamie's lips and kiss them. In fact, taking a small mouthful of the liquid again, holding it in, he pushed Jamie down again.

"Jack wh..."

Taking advantage of Jamie's open mouth, Jack kissed him deeply, releasing the drink in to Jamie's mouth. He kept Jamie's tongue battling his, as the liquid went down his throat. As Jack pulled back, Jamie started to cough, holding his hand over his thumping heart. Why had Jack done that? If his parents caught him with alcohol on his breath, what was he going to tell them? It wasn't me it was Jack Frost? Looking in to Jack's face, he could see the unsure look in Jack's eyes and that he was panting hard too.

"Jack...why?"

"Because I've always wanted too. Was it ok? Did you like it?"

Jamie licked his lips "I liked it too. I meant the drink..."

"I thought it would make you feel relax and enjoy it too. So you enjoyed my kiss, do you want more?"

Jamie flushed and didn't have a chance to answer before Jack's lips were on his again. he timidly stuck his tongue out to lick Jack's lip, it tasted cold but sweet. He wrapped his arms around Jack's waist, pulling Jack closer. Suddenly Jamie's phone went off, causing the boys to break off quickly. Jamie scrambled to answer his phone, completely out of breath "Hello? Mum? I told you I was going to watch it with a friend...but mum! I know ok...ok I'm coming home now"

"What's happened?" asked Jack as he watched Jamie stand up and straighten himself out.

"My nan has taken a bad fall, and my mum has got to go to the hospital, so she wants me to look after my sister. Sorry Jack, but I have to go."

"Jamie wait" Jack leapt to his feet and ran over to the boy and gently kissed him. "I love you"

Jamie went bright red and looked down at his feet. "I love you too." And with that Jamie ran down the stairs. Jack whooped and back flipped backwards. He danced over roofs covering the windows with "I love Jamie" in ice. He had to tell someone the good news, he was going to tell North.

"Wind, take me to the pole" he shouted as the wind picked him up and flew him north.

Bunnymund curled up on the sofa with North enjoying his Irish coffee. He had been dubious at first, having not been much of a coffee drinker but this was really good. North had put up green banners and was wearing a green shirt instead of his red one. Bunny had to admit, its suited his lover well. Lucky had been over and had given North his yearly bottle of brandy, telling them that he had seen Jack and had given him a bottle. North had not been too happy about that, but Lucky argued that Jack was over 300 years old, so it was ok. North only hoped that it didn't affect Jack too much. That was a few hours ago, and North and Bunny were cuddling on the sofa when the fount door rattled with a huge thud. Jack stumbled in and pushed the door shut after telling it to be quite.

"Jack? Are you alright?" asked North got up as Jack walked all over the place to get to him.

"NORTH! When did you get here?" asked Jack as he tripped over his staff and fell in to North's arms.

"Jack? How much of the brandy did you drink?" asked Bunnymund as he got up to help North with the winter spirit.

"Most of it, it was really good. I tried to shared it with Jamie, but he wasn't old enough." said Jack as he yawned. North tilted his head in the direction of Jack's room to Bunnymund, who nodded and went on ahead and opened the doors and pulled the cover off the bed, as North placed the boy down.

"You've certainly had a long day frostbite" gently laughed Bunnymund as he brushed Jack's hair out of his face.

"I told Jamie...I told Jamie I loved him"

Both North and Bunny looked shocked at each other, this was serious. "And what did Jamie say?"

Jack smiled as he fell deep in to a deeper sleep "That he loved me back"

North smiled as he pulled Bunnymund out of the room, closing the door quietly, leaving Jack to dream happy dreams about his first believer and love.

To be continued...