Life With Jack Frost
Chapter 7:
You and Jack got back to your house but he's still not talking to you because of what happened earlier. He lay down on the couch with his arms crossed while his staff is on his chest. You stood in front of him and watched but he's not glancing back at you.
You sat on the floor while your arms are resting on the edge of the sofa while staring at the young guardian. You shook your head and tried to touch his white-silver hair but he avoided it.
"Aw…. What's wrong?" You said jokingly. He still didn't look at you and still has this cute angry look all over his face.
"You're no fun…" you mimicked.
He glared at you while shaking his head and repositioned. While walking away from the young guardian, you saw a paper bag that you carried earlier when you went shopping. You peeked at the winter spirit to see if he's looking. You checked the things inside the bag and grinned after.
"Hey…" you called out but the young guardian ignored you, "Hey!" you called him again a little louder this time, but still nothing.
You sighed deeply and stood up and went to your room to change. The winter spirit secretly followed his mad eyes on you while you're walking up the stairs.
You closed the door behind you with a grin and giggled. You opened your cabinet and grabbed a long sleeve shirt, a pair of pyjamas and winter socks. You took off your top and threw it in your laundry basket. Suddenly Jack opened your door hastily and his face became crimson red when he saw you without wearing a shirt. You crossed your arms and turned away from the blushing young guardian.
"Oh, Geez! " Jack exclaimed and quickly closed the door.
You blushed and looked at the door again and exhaled deeply, "Oh… my…" you said almost breathlessly.
You opened the door after suiting up and saw the young guardian leaning on the wall with his head down. He looked up to you with his red face and gave out a reluctant smile.
He passed at you looking down and sat on your bed while holding his staff without saying a word.
You sat beside him and still felt awkward. Your eyes met with his and quickly looked away.
"I-" You both said and looked at each other, "I mean-no-you-" suddenly Jack covered your mouth and started talking.
"I'm sorry I should've knocked first, I…I…" He said quickly but got lost at the end.
You laughed a little and brushed the young guardian's hair while he's looking down on you. You raised his chin up and gave him your sweet smile.
"You didn't mean to," you said heartily and he gazed at your (e/c) eyes.
The young guardian smiled bashfully and he brushed your (length/color) hair. You lay down on your bed and tucked yourself in. The young guardian turned on the night light and turned your light off. You breathed deeply as you hugged the warm thick blanket closer to you while looking at Jack who was leaning on his wooden long staff.
You noticed your sketchbook on your side table. You reached and opened it and looked at the young guardian. You gazed at him and back to your sketchbook while you're sketching the winter spirit. He gave you a grin while he's watching and you finished it in a few minutes.
"Let me see." He said with a smile and you grinned back while facing your sketch book to him.
His eyes became soft when he saw your sketch. It's perfectly well drawn and you even got his hypnotic, beautiful blue eyes looking at you in the drawing.
You closed the book and put it back on your side table. You repositioned yourself on your side and held Jack's hands. He brushed your hair gently as you yawn and you suddenly fell asleep. The young guardian leaned on you and kissed your forehead and moved his lips closer to your ear.
"Good night…"