First night in a new place.
Jack stared at the wall of his somewhat new room. He was lying on his side, still as a rock. He'd been there for hours, unable to sleep.
North had given him a room at the Pole so that he didn't have to sleep outside in the snow, when he slept at all. He was different from the others that way. They all took a few hours out of their day to get some rest, even Tooth. Jack though, Jack only slept when he needed to. That happened to be ever few weeks, sometimes a month or two (if he could help it.) North didn't really know about this so he thought it was a big deal when he gave Jack a place to call his own. Jack didn't want to upset him because North was being kind and he knew that. So every few days he would come and lay in the dark for a couple of hours.
The room was rather plain. The walls were painted a light blue that matched the dark blue of the carpet. He had a large bed (that he had shoved into the corner farthest away from the door) covered with white. The sheets, pillow, and heavier blankets where as white as his hair. He hadn't put anything on the walls or shelves. Hadn't bothered to claim it by filling it with his things.
This was mostly because he didn't have any things to fill it with. The only things he owned were the clothes on his back and his staff. He would leave his clothes, but he didn't think the others would take too kindly of him walking around without them.
The bed was comfortable and sometimes he would fall asleep while staring at the darkness, but that was mostly when Sandy was around. He just didn't feel right sleeping with a roof over his head while he listened to the wind howling outside.
In time he would get used to it, though it would take many years. He would actually sleep when he came to lay in the dark. Slowly the room would fill with gifts or knick-knacks the others or his believers gave to him. The walls would be covered with the drawings the kids would make for him and in time he would have things from their children.
At some point it would feel like home and he would have no trouble at all falling asleep.
But for now, whenever Jack stayed there he always felt like it was his first night in a new place.
A/N I have a bad habit of leaving things out when I type because I know that it's there. I cringe when I see I've done this with my stories.
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