A/N:
Story notes: I am going off the assumption that Jack has limited knowledge of teenage/adult affairs. The way I see it, even though he himself is technically a teenager, he spends most of his time hanging around young children, and he doesn't remember most of his past life.
This drabble isn't quite as happy as the others, but it does establish a bit more background on what else is going on in Jamie's life. I hope you still enjoy!
Other notes:
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Edit: Just saw the movie again and while it was just as fun as the first time, it made me realize a few mistakes D: Like Jamie having another female friend (forgot her name already lol), so in order for this chapter to make sense, let's just say she moved away. Haha whoops...
Girlfriend
It looked like it was another one of those days. Jack watched, frowning, as Jamie continued to argue into his phone, once in a while gesturing wildly into the air. This time the argument seemed to last a lot longer than usual, and the young Guardian wondered not for the first time what it was that seemed to frustrate the brunette so consistently.
Having frosted a not so flattering rendition of Bunny on the window glass, Jack turned to leave when it looked like the pacing teen inside wasn't going to be finished anytime soon. Hopefully the boy would be cheered at least somewhat when he saw the little gift he'd left.
"Jack!"
The pale haired Guardian looked down to see Jamie waving frantically up at him. Grinning, he quickly floated down to enter through the window, glad to see that accursed phone nowhere in sight. "Someone needs a bit of fun." Jack brandished an enchanted snowball, ready to slug it straight into Jamie's face.
"Not inside my room!" Jamie yelped, holding his hands up defensively. The move was in vain, as the snowball smashed into his forehead.
Mischief quickly took over his expression as the enchanted flakes were released into his eyes. With the lack of snow around to make a snowball however, Jamie instead settled for tackling a laughing Jack to the floor.
Ten minutes later found the two boys taking a break after a furious wrestling match in which Jack won, solely because he made himself too cold to hold down.
"That's…just…cheating." Jamie wheezed out, splayed out on the floor.
"Whatever works." Jack grinned, not even out of breath as he crouched lazily on one of the bedposts.
After a few seconds of companionable silence, the young Guardian glanced down to glimpse Jamie's black phone half buried in the bedsheets. He was still burning with curiosity about who or what it was that always seemed to upset Jamie so much, but after managing to cheer the other boy up, he was reluctant to ask.
It seemed he didn't have to, as Jamie spotted the direction of his gaze and suddenly let out a loud sigh. "Girlfriend troubles." He said simply.
Jack shot him a confused look. To his knowledge, Cupcake had been his only female friend, and having seen them interact just last week, they didn't seem to be at odds with each other. Then again, he only saw Jamie once a week, it was very possible the teen had other friends he didn't know about.
"Just throw a snowball at her." Jack shrugged. "I'll give you an enchanted one if you really need it."
Jamie burst out laughing. "It's not that simple! She'd probably punch me in the face if I did that-" The teen abruptly cut himself off as a cheerful, tinny ringing filled the room. Jack was momentarily confused until the other boy frantically dove into his bed, scrambling to find his phone.
"Hello! Hello? Yeah, sorry, I couldn't find my phone for a second...um, right, sure we can talk about it...okay, sure..."
Jack watched as Jamie's face slowly fell, all traces of their previous fun rapidly disappearing. He determined that this friend of Jamie's definitely wasn't good for him if she was able to so easily suck away all his joy. Considering he was the Guardian of Joy and Fun, Jack resolved to tell Jamie exactly these thoughts the minute he got off the phone.
Unfortunately, Jamie ended up talking for quite a while, and the young Guardian had had to leave, feeling a strangely vague sense of disappointment.
