Disclaimer: Rise of the Guardians/Jack Frost does not/do not belong to me. I am in no way associated with the creator, movie or the producers.
A/N: OMG I'm so sorry! D: I haven't updated since, well, since at least a few weeks ago. I apologize for that, for I have been buried deep in work and relationship issues T^T
Happy Valentine's Day!
I hope you'll all enjoy the new chapter! As always, please R&R! No flames.
Melting Heart: Chapter Three - Confirmation
"What's this?"
You look up momentarily from your work, startled, as you glance at Jack, who is currently seated on your bed, cross-legged with his staff resting next to him.
"What's what?" You ask, setting down your pencil and spinning the swivel chair around to face him, leaving your homework unattended.
"This," Jack holds up a crumpled sheet of white paper curiously.
"Umm … it's a piece of paper?" You say in confusion.
Jack snorts and shakes his silver mane. "Nope," he grins, opening the sheet and smoothing out the wrinkles before handing it to you.
You gasp; (e/c) eyes widening as you realize what is drawn on it.
"Umm …," you stammer nervously, scrunching the paper again before stuffing it back into your desk. "It's nothing."
"Really, now?" Jack drawls with smirk, a knowing twinkle in his stunning blue orbs.
"Uh, yeah …," you shuffle in your chair uneasily as you spin the seat around.
"Are you sure it's nothing?" he presses, leaning close to you as you gulp and back away slowly.
"Fine," you sigh in defeat.
You open the desk drawer and shove the piece of paper in his hands. "I drew this the night I met you," you mutter.
Jack grins widely as he scrutinizes the drawing.
On it, you had drawn him, standing tall and proud, capturing his mysterious smile perfectly, as he held his magical staff in one hand, his cerulean eyes sparkling with mischief. In the background, a full moon, white and large, glowered from the darkened night sky.
"Nice," Jack approved with an appreciative beam.
"I'm not good at these things," you murmur under your breath as you stand up, stretching.
"Anyways, it's getting late," you yawn, and flop onto the soft bed next to him, curling up in his side and closing your eyes tiredly.
"(F/n)?" Jack calls your name quietly.
"Mhmm?" you mutter half-consciously.
"Tell me what's on your mind," he says, putting down your art and reaching a pale hand to brush your hair from your eyes.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing much," you respond wearily, hugging yourself closer to him.
"I noticed you don't have a lot of friends at school," Jack says suddenly, picking you up almost effortlessly and setting you down on his lap.
Your eyes fly open and you gasp, all thoughts of sleep forgotten as you gaze into his hypnotizing, azure eyes.
His fingers are cold as they touch your neck gently, but you sigh and relax in his embrace.
"You're right; I don't," you finally admit.
"Why?" Jack asks, bringing you closer to him as he cradles you in his arms.
You lift a hand and cup his white cheek, kissing him softly instead of answering.
"Can I meet the Easter Bunny soon?" You wonder abruptly.
"That old kangaroo? You really want to meet him?" Jack grumbles as he pouts childishly.
"Then … what about the Tooth Fairy?" You ask with a smile, hugging him as he continues to frown.
"Tooth? Sure, I guess. Lemme guess – you want to see North, too, am I right?" Jack says with a small scowl.
"Why? Don't you want to introduce me to them?" You ask, slightly hurt.
Does he ever tell them about you?
"Of course I want to introduce my wonderful new girlfriend to them," he immediately catches onto your thought and shakes his head with a lopsided smile. "But I'm afraid of your reactions," he hesitates.
"What do you mean?" You ask, bewildered.
"Well, they're mythical creatures, right? I'm not entirely sure if you'll be able to see them," Jack answers slowly.
"Oh? But, you see … I believe. I believe in them. I always have, you know. In all of you," you chuckle as you give him a lingering kiss.
"What?" Jack says, confused, as he gazes up at you with a slightly clouded expression from your kiss.
You giggle and nip his nose teasingly. "People have told me I was being silly, to even think you were real at all, but I stayed confident," you tell him.
"And why is that?" Jack asks strangely.
"Because … not everything is as it seems. Trust me – I've seen pretty weird stuff throughout my life," you reply surreptitiously with a small smile.
"What do you—?" Jack begins, but you cut him off.
"Now, will you introduce me to them?" you say with a grin.
"No," he says stubbornly.
"Hmm … I think a little persuasion is necessary," you murmur seductively as you trace a finger down his flat stomach. His blue sweater had ridden up his chest when he'd floated around your room, fooling around with your Wii and Xbox, nearly flipping in surprise when the TV had turned on when he accidentally pressed the remote control button.
Jack quivers and swallows, his haunting sapphire orbs following your every move.
"Well, Frost? Are you going to take me?" you say softly, slipping a hand into his shirt and slowly moving it up his pale chest.
"N-no," he is breathing heavily now, eyes glittering with temptation, but he shakes his head furiously. "No!" he says again.
"Really, now? And what would I have to do to convince you to bring me?" you whisper delicately as you tip your head close to him, mouths only centimetres apart.
"I – Argh!" Jack finally groans and surrenders, grabbing your shirt, tilting your head and crushing his lips to yours. There is nothing tentative about the kiss. It is open-mouthed and hot, teeth clashing and tongue twisting together in an intimate dance.
After being alone for more than 300 years, never knowing the feeling of touch, of warmth from a human, a living human, who was willing to forever believe and be with him, he desperately needs to make sure he isn't dreaming …
"Now will you introduce me to North?" you pant with a victorious smile when he finally releases you.
"Fine," Jack grits out, but he smirks. "Can't wait to rub it in Bunnymund's face when he sees you. And he says I won't ever find a girlfriend. Ha!" he snickers, picking up his staff and tapping it against your window distractedly, not registering the frost that is beginning to spread through the pane, its cold creeping towards you.
"Jack!" you warn, smacking his chest as he carries on muttering to himself.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, (f/n)," he glances up apologetically and waves his hand to disintegrate the clumped snow.
"Tomorrow, okay?" you pat his arm and snuggle under the warm covers with a small yawn.
"What? That's it? No goodbye kiss?" Jack complains, crossing his arms over his chest with a playful scowl.
You giggle and lean up, pressing a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Good night, Jack," you murmur, burrowing further into your blankets.
"Good night, (f/n)," Jack whispers, placing a small kiss onto your forehead before disappearing through your window and back into the
starry skies.
A/N: This chapt was a little short, but the next one will probably be a lot longer :D
Can't wait to meet North! XD
I am a total anime addict, so I may update slower 'cuz I usual spend my weekends either watching
anime or reading manga :PP But dw, I love writing :DDD
Please PM me for any new suggestions!
~IntertwinedRoses