AN: Exhausted after a long day after taking care of my mother. One perfect way to relax is to write another good chapter of 'Did You Know That We're An OTP?' Hope you enjoy because I need a good pick-me-up. :D

How did it turn this way? Half an hour ago, she had been trapped in a building after the long, winding interview. Then she and Jack were offered a ride in a pizza delivery car because of his unbelievable deal with the lady. Then he laid on the dirty floor of the car without his shirt on...and she had to lie on top of him in a familiar, intimate manner; something she had never done in her life.

She was idly standing in the middle of the matted, entrance corridor while Jack pushed a button. Immediately after his action, she could hear the garage door buzz down. The delivery woman must have left and she quickly moved aside as Jack quickly paced down the hallway. She stayed within the shadows and watched him peek out the blinded windows.

Jack rubbed his chin with his fingers and sighed. He turned around and said, "Welcome to my home... I never expected to have you as a guest because of tonight's complication."

Elsa glanced at Jack and stared at his broad back and the tips of his silver hair barely passed his shoulders. His back wasn't bulging with muscles, but she could see the slight elevations of lean muscles across his back like the marred lines across the maps. When he stretched his arms above his head to smooth out his messy hair, his upper body flexed and beneath his armpits, it revealed his true hair colour: golden brown. There was also a thin line across his stomach which was covered thinly with brown hair. Jack's shoulder length matched the average length and it was broad enough to envelop her earlier in the car.

Jack raised his brows as he noticed her watching him. She quickly averted her blue eyes and felt blood flush to her cheeks. Jack stared down at his naked flesh and cleared his throat. He coughed out, "Excuse me for a moment."

She nodded her head at his response and watched Jack slink into a dark room- probably his private chamber. With a click the door sealed shut behind him and Elsa could finally breathe evenly once more. She treaded careful steps deeper into the unknown interior of Jack Pine's house. She could see that the house was well furnished and the design was simple, cozy, and warm. As her eyes grazed the décor, it told her what kind of person Jack was.

The floor was wooded and it gave the sense of earthiness throughout the home, but over the craftsmanship in the front foyer, it was covered with a woven carpet. The mat was golden and beautiful waves of black split through across the mat. The lamp was held on the wooden oak desk and it lit the entrance brightly.

She walked into the living room and the floor in this room was not covered with anything; bare wooden floor shined with wax. At the center of the room, there was a glass coffee table and surrounding the oval table was a cream coloured, leather sofa and two arm chairs on the sides. On top of the coffee table, there was Jack's silver laptop. Against the walls were two bookshelves which were orderly kept with stock of books. There were a lot of books about acting, but there were also fictions books, history books, law books, classical books. Jack must enjoy reading when he has the rare time for himself, Elsa thought.

There was a sixty inch television hanging on the wall. She wasn't sure if Jack watched television often as the rims of the television was covered with a thin layer of dust, unlike the other furniture which glistened in the light. However, there was a neat rack of DVD's at the bottom of the bookshelves. Interestingly enough, there was a large varieties of languages. When she looked carefully, he had a few musical movies such as the 'Sound of Music'. Some of the films were from the 1970's like the movie, 'Godfather'. Then some of the DVD's weren't movies, but TV series such as Criminal Minds, Glee, House, and MasterChef. It looked like Jack had a long range of interests.

When she peeked into the kitchen, a room connected to the living room, there were a lot of utensils. Knifes hung from the wall while the cutting boards leaned against the wooden wall. Spatulas, whisks, and ladles were placed in a glass jar. Perhaps Mr. Pine did a lot of cooking. Now that she looked around, she didn't see any fast food bags or instant foods scattered around the kitchen. There were large varieties of spices which gave a delicious aroma in the corner of his kitchen. She nearly whistled in awe when she saw a Eurodib 2-Door Wine and Beverage Center connected next to the dish washer. She saw them being advertised before, but she never had the chance to order one for her household. However, she was certain that Jack loved cooking.

Suddenly, she heard something beep loudly and out of nowhere something bumped and brushed against her food. Startled, Elsa nearly jumped and screamed. She also heard a loud laughter from the living room. There stood Jack wearing a fresh black t-shirt and ripped jeans with his rough hands trying to hold back his laughter.

Elsa confessed, "I thought it was a rodent or something."

When she looked down at her feet, the robotic vacuum cleaner moved away from her foot and continued with its job. Jack snorted and said, "As if I'd allow any rodent to live in my house. I may be a bachelor, but I enjoy keeping my surroundings clean."

Elsa asked, "Is that a Roomba?"

Jack grinned and said, "Yeah, it's a Roomba. I don't really get the chance to clean my house so I have about 3 of them vacuuming my house everyday."

"Ah." she said, knowingly.

He scratched his head nervously and confessed, "To be honest, I've never touched a mop, or a broom, or a Swiffer in my whole life. I just realized that."

Elsa asked, "Seriously?"

Jack responded, "Seriously. My whole family tree is horded with actors and actresses- including my parents, my sister, my brother-in-law, and before I know it, my troublesome nephew. So we always had someone else clean up after our house. Once in a while, my mother would clean the house with my father. I don't like the idea of strangers entering my house. So I just bought bunch of Roombas. I love Roombas."

She diverged from the topic and said, "I love your house. It's beautiful."

Jack smiled and said, "Thank you. I'm glad you like it. I'd show you the outdoor design, but we're still trapped thanks to the pack outside."

Interested, she asked, "What do you have outside?"

Jack walked into the kitchen while Elsa walked out into the living room. He quickly asked, "Would you like some tea?"

Elsa also smiled as tea during the evening sounded perfect. Jack stared at her as if he was evaluating her and Elsa tried to hide her nervousness with a gentle smile.

He politely asked, "Do you mind if I select your tea?"

She flashed her teeth and boldly said, "Surprise me."

For a few minutes, she watched Jack rummaging through his cabinets and shuffling through several tea packs. Curiosity shoved her in the kitchen closer to Jack. She peered over his shoulders and Jack smirked, fully aware of her presence behind his back.

As she craned her neck, Jack turned his head to face to her surprise. He smiled charmingly and raised his brows mockingly. He said, "I thought you wanted me to surprise you. Go relax in the living room."

Elsa felt mildly embarrassed and shuffled her feet out to the living room. She sat on the couch and felt very relaxed as the leather supported her body effortlessly. Soon she smelled sweet aromas lingering in the air and saw Jack walk out of the kitchen with two cups of tea in his firm hands.

He placed her cup on top of the coffee table and in front of her, the most fragrant smell soothed her body and mind. She said, "This is such a beautiful colour. What is it?"

Jack sat down next to her and sipped his tea before replying, "It's a type of Earl Grey. It's called 'Sapphire Earl Grey.' It got it's name due to the flower called blue malva and it's specifically used for this tea. It also has a touch of bergamot."

She tasted the tea and as the lukewarm liquid traveled down her throat, she tasted its mild sweet taste. The flavour made her smile sweetly as she fell in love with the fragrant tea.

She noticed Jack stare at her with hopeful eyes as he asked, "Do you like it?"

Elsa nodded her head and said, "I love it."

Jack slouched back onto the couch and smiled with relief. She commented, "Jack, you love teas don't you. You had a lot of packages in your cabinet."

He chuckled and said, "Women are truly attentive, but you're really sharp. Yeah, I don't like coffee because it unfortunately causes me to be drowsy and sluggish."

Her blue eyes widened at his confession and quickly recalled their afternoon today. Before their interview started, she offered him a cup of black coffee and Jack smiled casually and accepted the cup without a word of complaint. Elsa tasted guilt along with the tea as she took sip from the cup. When the interview occurred, Jack yawned often and rubbed his eyes once or twice.

Quickly Elsa apologized, "I am so sorry."

A frown creased over Jack's forehead as confusion dropped onto his visage. He cocked his head to the side and demanded, "Why are you apologizing?"

Elsa rushed an answer out of her mouth, "I gave you black coffee this afternoon! And you drank it! Right before the interview!"

To her own shock, Jack quickly broke into a fit of laughter. He teased, "You are such a drama queen, aren't you? For a moment, I thought you destroyed one of my furniture or something! It's nothing to apologize about. It's so minor."

Then he smiled sheepishly and said, "I should be the one apologizing. We've been running around in circles because of that little prank. I really am sorry."

Elsa giggled and said, "You already apologized countless times."

Jack said, "So have you."

They burst into laughter at their own silliness and Elsa asked, "So what's your tea? It smells different from mine."

The corners of Jack's lips curved upwards and remarked, "Sharp nose. Mine is indeed different. It's actually from Alec St. North. It's a tea from Russia and it's called Anastasia Black Tea. It's surprisingly light; offering a smoother take on classic Earl Grey. With its rich notes of bergamot, lemon and orange blossom, I really like this tea as well."

Elsa clapped her hands together and exclaimed, "You mean the actor who played Nicholas St. Nick from ROTG?"

Jack cocked his head again and repeated, "ROTG?"

Elsa lowed her head and said, "Sorry. I meant 'Rise of the Guardian'. If you read Fanfiction, a lot of the readers and writers abbreviate the film as ROTG."

Jack placed his cup down onto the glass table and looked shell shocked by what she said. He commented, "You read Fanfiction? And you watched the movie I starred in?"

Hints of peachy pink coloured her cheeks and said, "Yeah, I felt bad about lying so I ended up watching the film... and you were really good at depicting the Winter Guardian. You're a brilliant actor. I really enjoyed watching the movie."

His slender fingers rubbed his nose and he looked away for a second or two before saying, "Thanks. And continue with your enthusiasm for Fanfiction."

Elsa smiled shyly and continued, "Well I could always show you with your laptop, if you'd like."

Jack hesitated before opening his laptop and clicking in the passcode to unlock his screen. He slowly passed the laptop to Elsa's eager hands. She quickly opened the Internet and typed in the URL: www. fanfiction. net.

Elsa was mildly surprised when she felt his hair tickling her pink cheeks; he was leaning very close to focus on the computer screen. For a moment her hands stopped typing and clicking on the keyboard and she whiffed his cologne again.

Without thinking she asked, "Which cologne are you using?"

Jack smirked and said, "It's called Armani Code Ice. I actually worked on that commercial around December 2013 which was four months prior to the introduction to the public. It started to go on the shelf on April, 2014 so it's been nearly 6 months I think. Yeah."

Elsa coughed in astonishment and said, "You starred in a commercial as well?"

Jack flashed his pearly white teeth with confidence and asked, "Surprised?"

Elsa admitted, "Very."

Jack snatched the laptop out of her hands and opened another tab. He typed in the URL for YouTube and wrote: Armani Code Jack Pine. He played the thirty second video and Elsa's attention was quickly averted to the half-a-minute video. She watched Jack wearing different style of outfit every snippet of a second. The advertisement sent out the message that the cologne would make any men who used the product would become an unforgettable figure as Jack had done in the advertisement. The gorgeous woman met Jack in the revolving doors and got enticed by the scent. The video conveyed that she got seduced by Jack Pine with the aid of the cologne.

Damn it- she nearly also fell for it; not Jack Pine...just the cologne. She would silently admit that the cologne made him smell fantastically attractive. Jack joked, "You also like watching me in this video then?"

Elsa snorted and quickly lied, "Absolutely not. I just liked the music in the video."

For a short millisecond he looked disappointed by her answer, but he continued to joke around by saying, "But it's highly interesting that you noticed it. Is it because you're an Ice Queen yourself, I wonder. I also like the scent; it's very wintery. Perfect for 'Jack Frost'. I loved how they used the blend of mint, lemon, spicy ginger, germanium, and lavender. Anyhow if you like the music so much, it's called Barker Barber of Seville Overture Remix."

Shit, she was getting more aware of the fragrance which enticed her nose with its charmingly fresh and crisp like the winter. Jack concluded the topic, "Because I starred in it, I kind of get an unlimited amount of their cologne."

Elsa spat out the word, "Congratulations," while trying to regain her composure and focus.

She asked, "Um..can I continue about the um. Fanfiction?"

Jack looked shocked that he talked so much and quickly said, "Yeah, I'll just be back quickly. I totally forgot that I need to remove my contact lenses."

Elsa silently breathed, "Thank God."

It looked like Jack didn't hear her faint whisper as he lazily dragged his feet back into his bedroom. Elsa paced around in circles to cool her steaming head; she had a very long, hectic day. Her brain clearly wasn't functioning properly. It wasn't normal for her to loose her head this easily and it was very scary to know how easily Jack was slipping through her mental, defensive walls. It was as if he was simply flying past them.

Elsa whispered, "Winter Guardians are a pain."

She adjusted her loose strain hair behind her ears and turned around when she heard the door open. Jack was now wearing a pair of black glasses and he looked more appealing than ever. Someone needed to slap her silly instantly so that she'd land her feet back to reality.

Jack slumped back onto the couch and inquisitively asked, "Fanfiction?"

She exclaimed, "Oh right. Fanfiction. Sorry."

He only chuckled before finishing his cup of tea. She started to explain what she had learned over the last few days about Fanfiction. She said, "So because we starred in different films, we need to search on the crossovers section and click on the 'movies' heading."

Jack whistled as he read the number of stories within the 'Rise of the Guardian' category. He said, "5693 stories about Rise of the Guardians? I'll be damned."

Elsa giggled and clicked on the Rise of the Guardians and explained, "You see how the number next to Frozen is now 1991? It shows how there are 1991 stories based on Frozen and The Rise of the Guardians in total."

She watched Jack's jaw drop while his hand played with his stubble. Elsa asked, "Are you alright?"

Jack frowned and remained frozen on the couch and said, "No... this is creepy as hell. There's 1991 stories about you and I on this site. I only expected a few, but I'm being told that there are approximately 1991 fantasies about us. That's creepy. I think anyone would be spooked to know that there are thousands of stories written about them."

Elsa nodded her head in agreement as she felt the same way when he clicked opened this site. She casually said, "Well, there are tons of people who ship us."

His reply was, "Come again? Ship? Like the Titanic?"

She laughed and said, "It's a Fanfiction jargon. It means to pair two characters or more together. And that was a negative response, Jack! Titanic sunk to the bottom floor of the sea!"

Jack snorted and crossed his arms and said, "It was one of the best, historical man-made ships in this planet."

Suddenly, he placed the laptop onto his lap and started reading some of the summaries which were offered for every story. Jack arched his brow and said, "Should I be surprised that nearly all of them are under the romance genre?"

Elsa coolly answered, "I think most of the writers and readers are women and women do prefer a good romance book."

She also finished the cup of tea and stared at the emptiness of the cup. The tea Jack brewed was delicious and it was such a pity that she finished it so rapidly.

Then Jack started filling out the filter. Genre: Romance. Language: English. Character A: Jack Frost. Character C: Elsa. Then he struggled with the 'Rated' section and scrolled through 'K', 'K+', 'T', and 'M'. He groaned, "There are far too many stories under 'K', 'K+', and 'T'."

Before she could avidly protest, he chose the 'M' for the 'Rated' section.

Jack began to shake with laughter and said, "So, I'm a cop or something in the story, 'Justice Through Vengeance'? That's pretty neat. We're both students in 'Just let it go'."

Elsa added, "You're also a Prince in 'Are You My Other Half?' and a King in 'Falling Like a Snowflake."

She tried to follow Jack's eyes and then she noticed his ears burning red at the summary of the 'Turned'. His eyes locked with Elsa's eyes and all she could do was smile awkwardly. How would he react if he knew that she had read this story purely out of curiosity? Still, if he decided to read this story out of all the stories, she'd be damned. Elsa fidgeted and sighed in relief when he scrolled down the screen.

Jack clicked a few of the stories and immediately left the screen before she had the chance to finish reading a portion of the story. How fast was he reading?!

He groaned, "What's up with people's imagination? My brain is going to fry."

Jack's hands rested on his abdomen and flopped onto his side. Elsa held back the growing laughter to herself and said, "Giving up so soon?"

Jack said, "You can read it out loud for me. Please."

Elsa scouted through the stories and looked for the stories which were nearly perfect with it's grammar. Yes, she was a picky reader and she couldn't stand it when the grammar failed throughout the story.

She opened the story: 'Give It a Chance'. She started reading, "Elsa woke up to the sound of her alarm clock, followed by a very irritated grunt coming from underneath the covers on the other side of the bed. She quickly reached to switch the alarm off and opened her tired eyes to look at the time."

Jack softly interrupted the story and complimented, "I already like the sound of the story. The description is letting me paint an imagery in my head. It's the same thing in scripts, with the first few sentences, you can know if the script will be horrible or a piece of art. This writer has a great foundation for the description. Good use of sensory too. The visual comes easily and I can also imagine the sound."

Elsa stared at the fully grown man lying on his back on the couch. He looked very relaxed with his eyes closes and she silently watched the slow rising and the creasing falls of his chest while his folded hands rested on his belly. He murmured, "Continue, please."

She smiled warmly and said, "You are such a workaholic to be rating the story."

Jack quietly 'mhmmed,' and he remained motionless as he waited for the story to be told. Elsa continued, "6:00AM... she closed her eyes again and relaxed for a couple of seconds before she gathered enough strength to stand up and get out of the comfort of the bed- a decision she immediately regretted, when the chilly air came in contact with her bare skin."

Elsa halted before the next sentence and stared at Jack. His lush blue eyes opened and stared up at her and Jack asked, "Why are you stopping again?"

She argued back, "Last time, you're the one who stopped me."

He remained silent and peered into her eyes hauntingly. Elsa said with reddened cheeks, "Fine, I'll continue reading. It was then, when she realized that she was wearing only a pair of lacy undies that miserably failed to keep her warm at the moment."

She hesitated continuing and quickly took a glance at the quiet Jack; praise the Lord that he kept his eyes closed! However, he had a small, mischievous grin on his angelic face. Elsa rushed through the nine paragraphs before reaching the dialogue.

Elsa read in a gentle voice, " Jack?"

Jack kept his eyes closed and said, "Mhmm?"

Elsa laughed and Jack lazily opened his eyes and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

Elsa couldn't stop laughing and pointed out, "I was still reading the story. Apparently my character said, 'Jack' in a gentle tone."

Jack got up and stared at the bright computer screen and chuckled. He said, "And my line was 'Mhmm.'"

Elsa said, "You are staying on script of the story."

Elsa continued reading, "Wake up, Jack. You have practice in an hour; you're going to be late."

He grinned mischievously and pulled her on top of him. Jack drifted away from the script and seductively said, "Good evening, my Snow Queen."

She whispered, "Jack."

He still wore that sexy grin of his and said in a low voice, "I'm staying on script."

He chuckled darkly and said, "I bet the writer would have loved knowing that her little story is becoming reality."

She lightly smacked his hard, broad chest and felt annoyed while saying, "Except she wouldn't know about it now would she."

Elsa stared at the story and wasn't certain if she was happy that he went off script or not. It felt right to have his body enveloping her with his powerful arms holding her safely and the stupid cologne that made her want to stay there!

She must have looked startled and displeased because his arms slipped away and apologized, "Sorry. That joke went a bit too far."

Elsa just hung her head and said, "Can we stop reading for tonight?"

Jack said, "Yeah."

An awkward cloud was silence loomed over them and Jack quickly said, "But I wish I could wake up at 6AM."

Elsa followed, "Yeah, I usually have to wake up at 4AM or 5AM."

Jack groaned, "And there are some nights when we can't sleep because of work. How do you think our fans would feel if they knew what our lives are like?"

Elsa said, "They'd undoubtedly be fascinated."

She was suddenly pleasantly surprised by Jack's proposition, "Do you want to write our own little fanfiction? About what our lives is like on a daily basis? Because I do have an idea after reading so many Fanfiction."

She asked, "What would it be called?"

Jack flashed his charming smile and said, "Did You Know That We're An OTP? That's what our first interview was about and it's the whole reasons why we met. It's the reason why Benjamin decided to pull that stunt of his."

Elsa laughed at his title and said, "How'd it be written?"

Jack responded, "One chapter written by me; what my day was like and what I went through. Then a chapter from you. It'd be two point of views. I think it'd be quite fun since it looks like there aren't a lot men writing stories."

Elsa said, "That's true, but we'd need accounts."

They scouted through the sites and started filling out their accounts. Then Jack frowned and said, "I can't use the penname I want to use."

She asked, "Which is?"

Jack responded, "Jack Frost. I don't want to use my real name."

Elsa replied, "Same here. A few nights ago I saw somebody review under the penname: ElsaTheSnowQueen2. If there's a two, how many others are there?"

Jack laughed, "Who knows."

Then they finalized their accounts and Jack said, "I'll start the first chapter. You should get some rest."

She said, "Okay..um. Where's your guest room?"

Jack stood up and guided her along the living room. She noticed how the guest room was nearly connected to Jack's bedroom despite the fact that the door was planted on a different piece of wall. Jack opened the door and switched the light on. Inside, she saw a beige painted walls and there was a single bed at the back wall of the room. While a wooden study desk was connected to the front wall and the wall was adorned with a beautiful painting of the mountains. In the corner, there was a very spacious wardrobe for the guest to use.

Then he pointed out, "So you just know, the washroom is connected to both of our rooms. So if you're using the washroom, lock both of the doors."

Before he exited the room, she grabbed onto his sleeve and asked, "Do you have something I could wear for the night?"

Jack quickly responded, "Uh, yeah."

He opened the washroom door and passed through the messy washroom to his own room. Elsa whispered, "It really is connected."

Jack opened his wardrobe and brought out a crisp, white t-shirt and his black, training shorts. He passed it to her and asked, "Will this be okay?"

She nodded her head and Jack closed the door behind him as he left the guest room.

Hesitantly, she changed into his white t-shirt and she could smell his fragrance from his clothes. She was certain that the scent would linger on her skin the next day. Once she wore the t-shirt, it turned out to be obviously loose and she had to tie a knot for the shorts so they wouldn't fall down to her ankles.

Elsa poked her head out of the door and asked, "Do you mind if I use the showers?"

Jack looked very focuses as he furiously typed on the keyboards. He nonchalantly replied, "Go ahead."

How could he be so cool and collected while she felt so... jumpy? She quickly wiped the makeup off her face and took a quickly, hot, steaming shower. She loved how the water leathered her body. She scratched her scalp with her fingers and realized that all of the products he had were for men. She sighed; she was definitely going to smell like Jack Pine. She washed her hair and her body before drying herself with a towel. She dried her hair with the blow dryer and put his clothes back on.

She applied lotions on her face before climbing onto the bed. The blankets were warm and she smelled nice. The sounds of Jack's fingers typing on the keyboard was soothing and relaxing. She shouldn't have fallen asleep in a man's house so easily, but some how she did.

Before she escaped away from reality, she wondered what Jack was writing about.

Few Quick Pointers:

- If you like teas, I just want to tell you that the Novus's brand of Sapphire Early Grey Tea is fantastic. As for the Anastasia Tea (yes, it's Russian) Kusumi Tea's brand is also superb.

-I also use the Aramani Codes and Jack Chris Pine did feature an ad during April, 2014. If you're interested, go check it out.

-A lot of my life events are incorporated to this story so have fun learning about Jack/Me :)

Replies to Reviews:

JohnTitor: Chris Pine is 34 years old. In four years, I should also be hitting that age and everybody will. So I refuse to say that 34 is an old age.

anotherOUATwriter: Woman. What are you thinking and plotting in your head? I'd love to hear about it sometime ;)

Puteri Tina: Hmmm. Considering the fact that I finished writing this chapter and had you read it along with my reply to your previous review. Yes, I was serious to have them read Fanfiction together :P

Shimmer Shine: Hahaha. I am glad that you're siding with the Pizza Lady; it was fun writing her character. If I ever write any smut in any of the upcoming chapters, I will distinctly warn all of my readers like a fire alarm. So you can rest easy :)

Feyfa: Thanks! From all the reviews I've been receiving, it seems like a lot of people are underestimating Jack's mischevious/ cunning nature. His character is very clever in his own unique way.

: Gracias! Espero que estés disfrutando de la historia!

geradienea: Hmm, so it was your loud squealing that I heard from my computer. Thanks for pointing out the minor error! I fixed it immediately with your help. May I wear your golden star on my collar? So you just know, those kind of events do occur and don't go off teasing/hitting on a grown man. I've got lots of other cards to play for this story ;)

ElsaTheSnowQueen2: Thank you! Everybody's reviews make me happy as I read them. As for Elsa, I think she's jealous that you took the penname she wanted to use for Fanfiction :)

Hope everyone enjoyed reading the new chapter! Thanks for reading. I'll try to update ASAP after university starts. -IB