You swing your hips to the beat of the music. Jack appears behind you, putting his hands on your hips. You let him, feeling his heart beat and his breathing on your neck.
…
He sits down at the bar, next to you. You already feel yourself being driven into a corner, feeling constricted, unable to escape.
''Did she send you here?'' you speak up, looking at the glass of water in front of you.
''I volunteered'' he answers. ''She just wants you to be happy'' there's a short pause before he whispers ''I do too.''
You scoff. ''Then why force me to drink?''
''I don't know'' he combs his hands through his hair. God, you hate it when he does that.
''I'm not drinking'' You stir your straw through your glass, ice cubes dancing around.
''I'm not forcing you, all I'm trying to say is, it's not a crime to let go for once. It takes a load of your shoulder, lets you live in the moment.'' He's looking directly at you; you're still avoiding his gaze, not ready to look up in those piercing blue eyes. You know once you look into those, you'll get lost in them and cave in.
You know Astrid was right, you like him, a lot. Still, you can't let yourself give in. You know that as soon as you'll drink your first shot, you will have the perfect excuse to go all out. To do what you never dared. But you can't. You can't let your heart be broken again.
He places a hand on your shoulder and you look up. Blue staring into green. You want to kiss him right then and there. Instead you mutter ''Two shots'' and Jacks eyes light up. He lets go of your shoulder and you feel yourself already missing the warmth. The bartender sets down two shots, giving Jack a wink. You shrug it off and slam the shot back. The burning feeling spreads through your body and you cough. The warmth of the alcohol isn't an unwelcome feeling though. It feels like everything is tingling and a small smile graces your lips. You look over to Jack, who is already motioning the bartender for his second one. You wonder how many he already had.
The bartender sets down another shot and you decide you don't care. You want to live in the moment.
…
You and Jack are still dancing together. You feel the pounding of the bass in your chest and you turn around, throwing your arms around Jacks neck, gazing up into his eyes. You lean in closer until you're only a few inches apart. Jack closes the distance and connects his lip with yours. You moan into the kiss, having dreamed of this moment for way too long. You kiss him back and feel the tingling spreading through your body again. Pulling back from the kiss, you breathe heavily as he leans his forehead against yours. Looking into Jacks eyes, they are so much more beautiful up close. The word blue doesn't do them justice; they look more like an ocean, a sky or maybe even a blizzard. You could stare into those eyes for eternity and for a moment -just a short moment- you feel like you will and you smile.
…
Groaning, you rub at your head. You open your eyes and close them immediately. Was it always so bright in here? Now that you think about it, where is here? It looks like your hotel room but different. You open your eyes again and scan round the room. You sit upright and start climbing out of the unfamiliar bed. A sudden groan to your right makes you stop in your tracks, slowly you turn around. Looking straight at the sleeping form of Jack Frost, shirtless, you let out a whimper and try to climb out without waking him. When you attempt to step out of the bed, your foot gets caught in the sheets and you fall face first to the floor with a loud 'thud', foot still on the bed, wrapped in the sheets. More groaning comes from the bed and looking over your shoulder, you see Jack peering over the side. A smirk graces his lips as he stares you down. Following his gaze you notice that you are butt naked. Luckily for you, you're laying on your chest so the only thing frost got a view at was your ass. With a huff you pull down the sheets, releasing your foot. You quickly shove yourself under the bed.
You see Jacks feet stepping on the floor and walking over to the bathroom, when he gets to the bathroom door, you notice that he is also naked, giving you a good view of his ass. Color rushes to your cheeks as you smile sheepishly to yourself. Before you can really enjoy the moment, a thought invades your mind. You're naked, he's naked and you woke up in the same bed.
Shit. Shit shit shit. You wouldn't, you couldn't and you haven't, right?
Before you can give it anymore thought, Jack has made its way back to you and drops your clothes next to the bed, in your reach. You mutter a 'thanks' and he just snickers. You quickly dress yourself and get out from under the bed. You stand up and spot your phone on the nightstand. Grabbing it, you make a dash for the door. You close it behind you and slide down the frame. Looking down at the phone in your hands you notice a missed call from Astrid, You forgot all about her. Snapping yourself out of your pity party, you stand up and knock on room 213, the room you share with Astrid. She opens the door, takes a quick look at you and shakes her head, laughing.
''Wow, you look like shit''
''Thanks, are you letting me in?'' you ask, rolling your eyes.
''Depends on why you left me alone tonight'' She crosses her arms and stares at you, eyebrow raised.
''Oh, yeah, sorry'' You rub your neck, trying to think of an excuse ''I, uh, slept over at Punz''
''You could have called'' She steps out of the doorframe, motioning you in.
''Sorry, kind of forgot. Too much drama y'know?'' you lie.
''Well, praise yourself the luckiest man on earth for not sleeping here last night'' She says, flopping down on her side of the bed.
''Why?'' You ask, sitting next to her on the bed.
''Frost was really going at it'' she points at the wall separating the rooms of you and Jack.
You freeze. Maybe you did. You mentally slap drunk you for being such an idiot.
''Oh'' is all you manage to say.
''Yeah, he and some poor girl were busy all night'' She makes a disgusted face ''God the sounds Hicc, I was at the point of puncturing my ear drums!''
Your cheeks flush red and you just stare at your hands.
Astrid sits up right. ''Anyway, make yourself look decent, the ceremony is starting soon''
You nod and walk into the bathroom, running the sink and splashing some cold water in your face. Taking an aspirin you find in your bag of toiletries, you look at your reflection. You look like shit, hair sticking out in every direction, bags under your eyes and holy freaking shit is that a hickey? You inspect the red mark on your collarbone. After making a mental note to slap Jack for that, you button your shirt up further, hoping Astrid didn't notice it.
You walk out the bathroom, after doing your best to make your face look presentable, and walk over to your bag. You take out your suit and disappear back into the bathroom to get yourself dressed. When fully dressed, hickey covered up, you sit on the bed, silently browsing through your phone. Astrid walks over to you and fixes your tie. Then, she fidgets with the frilly pink dress Rapunzel is making her wear as the maid of honor, clearly uncomfortable with the garment.
You look at Astrid and smile a bit; she gives you a weak smile back. ''We'll survive hiccy'' she says. You cringe at the nickname and rub at the spot on your collarbone, pretending to straighten your tie. Astrid grabs the keys and pets you on the back before shoving you out the door.
BAM, super quick. it finally happened! they did it.
They dont realise half of what they did yet but it still counts.
Here is the fluff!
This chapter right here is my baby, hella precious.
Ill probably post the next one soon. Im having a hard time getting my grabby hands on the computer.
Also my road trip is ending in a few days, so i should get some stable internet.
Anyways, enjoy