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Just One Winter
(A/N) Hello again! Sorry for the pure fluffiness of the last chapter, but it had to be there for later chapters. Anyway. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, it helps motivate me so much! A special thanks to my beta nuttyspace (from Deviant Art)
Key: (y/n) = your name. (e/c) = Eye colour. (h/l) = Hair length. (f/n) = Friends name. (bf/n) = best friends name
----------Chapter 3----------
You awake to the alarm clock that you keep forgetting to turn off, since you don’t have to go back to school for a couple weeks.
You roll over and try to go back to sleep, but you just can’t get comfortable again.
“Damn alarm,” you mumble to yourself, and start to get out of bed. You stretch and yawn, and begin the cold walk to the bathroom.
After brushing your teeth and such, you head off to the kitchen, and begin looking though the fridge.
“Crap,” you mumble, remembering you have no good food in your house. You make yourself a coffee and down it rather quickly.
You head back to your room to change and get ready to go out into the cold air again.
Thinking about having to walk right past where you met the strange boy from the night before made your stomach flip with nervousness.
Did you even want to see him again? Maybe it was best if you didn’t; it’d help to not have to keep telling your friends that you’ve met the winter spirit, known as Jack Frost, more than once.
They’ll have me committed, you joke to yourself, as you go back to the kitchen to grab the money your parents had left you.
You put on your thankfully dry winter clothes, and head for the door.
Before you leave, you make sure you have everything you need, and make a mental check list;
Phone, house key, money, mittens, headphones. Your list continues, and once you’re sure that you are ready to leave, you go out the door and lock it firmly behind you. As you walk down your driveway, you put in your headphones, and put on some of your favourite music.
You’ve been walking for about 10 minutes, when you notice snow beginning to fall. If last night’s fall wasn't enough already.
Song after song goes by, when you slip on a patch of ice, causing you to lose your balance, but not fall completely flat on your face.
“Jesus Christ,” You mutter, and get up. Your headphones fell out of your ears during your quick trip.
The buds are now covered in snow, and would not be comfortable in your ear, so you wind them up on your fingers, and put them safely in your pocket to dry.
You begin walking again, when you suddenly hear laughter.
You turn around to see who it was coming from, but there’s no one around. Confused, you turn back to face the direction you are headed, and come face to face with the boy again.
“Walk much?” he asks with a smirk.
Stunned, you stare at him with big eyes, and a gaping mouth.
Oh shit, not this again, you think to yourself, but can’t find any words to say aloud.
The boy looks at you and raises an eyebrow,
“Cat got your tongue, klutz?” He says and chuckles to himself.
“You’re-“You look the boy up and down. “You’re real?” you ask quietly, eyes still huge.
“Uh, last time I checked, yes,” He replies with a grin, and looks down his form.
“Oh my god,” you breath and look down. Is this really happening to you again?
“Where ya headed?” he asks and moves to stand beside you so that you could continue walking. You notice that he still has the same stick with him, and that he’s wearing the same clothes as the night before, which included the fact that he still wasn’t wearing shoes.
“Just the store,” you say while continuing to stare at his feet.
How isn’t he cold? you think to yourself.
“It doesn’t really bother me,” he says and gives a smirk while wiggling his toes. He must have caught you looking at them. “I am the winter spirit after all.”
Well thank God he brought it up first, you think to yourself.
“About that,” you say. “Who are you even?” you ask, embarrassed.
“I told you yesterday, I’m Jack Frost,” he says, turning to you and giving an over-exaggerated bow.
“Yeah, but there’s no such thing as Jack Frost,” you say, quoting your friend from the night before.
The boy turned to you and gave a look of mock hurt, and even placed a hand over his chest to empathize his act.
“Excuse me?” he asks. “I am very much real!”
You give a light giggle at his act, and continued
“But, you’re not. It’s just a legend, there’s no such thing,” you say, trying to convince yourself that the boy beside you simply cannot be who he says he is.
“Oh, is that what you think?” he asks with a bit of mischief lacing his tone. “I can prove it to you if you’d like.”
You laugh lightly and reply by shaking your head as if to say, “I don’t think so”
You arrive at the grocery store and begin to head inside.
“Hey, I’ll meet up with you later, okay (y/n)?” he asks, and before you can give your words of protest, he’s already flying off again.
You let out a disgruntled noise, and continue on into the store.
After you’re done your shopping, you leave the store with a number of grocery bags in tow.
You begin your lengthy walk home, and cannot keep your mind off of the white-haired boy.
So many questions went through your mind. Things like who he actually was, where he’s from, why he can fly, and why he even bothers to talk to you of all people.
You continue your walk home, and can now practically see your house from where you are, when suddenly a voice directly behind your right ear makes you jump, and almost topple over.
“Need a hand with those?” the boy asks, and then realizes how much he scared you .“Shit, sorry (y/n)”
You sigh and regain your balance.
“Where were you 12 blocks ago?” you ask a bit annoyed.
Jack chuckled and gave you a smirk while taking half of the bags.
When you get to your house you turn to face the rather handsome boy who just assisted with your groceries.
He looks at your (e/c) eyes with his own piercing blue ones.
You never noticed how truly beautiful his eyes were. You’re lost in the pools of blue, and lose yourself to your thoughts, putting you in a daze. And before you knew what you’re doing you suddenly blurt out:
“Would you like to come in?”
(A/N) Hello again! Sorry for the pure fluffiness of the last chapter, but it had to be there for later chapters. Anyway. Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, it helps motivate me so much! A special thanks to my beta nuttyspace (from Deviant Art)
Key: (y/n) = your name. (e/c) = Eye colour. (h/l) = Hair length. (f/n) = Friends name. (bf/n) = best friends name
----------Chapter 3----------
You awake to the alarm clock that you keep forgetting to turn off, since you don’t have to go back to school for a couple weeks.
You roll over and try to go back to sleep, but you just can’t get comfortable again.
“Damn alarm,” you mumble to yourself, and start to get out of bed. You stretch and yawn, and begin the cold walk to the bathroom.
After brushing your teeth and such, you head off to the kitchen, and begin looking though the fridge.
“Crap,” you mumble, remembering you have no good food in your house. You make yourself a coffee and down it rather quickly.
You head back to your room to change and get ready to go out into the cold air again.
Thinking about having to walk right past where you met the strange boy from the night before made your stomach flip with nervousness.
Did you even want to see him again? Maybe it was best if you didn’t; it’d help to not have to keep telling your friends that you’ve met the winter spirit, known as Jack Frost, more than once.
They’ll have me committed, you joke to yourself, as you go back to the kitchen to grab the money your parents had left you.
You put on your thankfully dry winter clothes, and head for the door.
Before you leave, you make sure you have everything you need, and make a mental check list;
Phone, house key, money, mittens, headphones. Your list continues, and once you’re sure that you are ready to leave, you go out the door and lock it firmly behind you. As you walk down your driveway, you put in your headphones, and put on some of your favourite music.
You’ve been walking for about 10 minutes, when you notice snow beginning to fall. If last night’s fall wasn't enough already.
Song after song goes by, when you slip on a patch of ice, causing you to lose your balance, but not fall completely flat on your face.
“Jesus Christ,” You mutter, and get up. Your headphones fell out of your ears during your quick trip.
The buds are now covered in snow, and would not be comfortable in your ear, so you wind them up on your fingers, and put them safely in your pocket to dry.
You begin walking again, when you suddenly hear laughter.
You turn around to see who it was coming from, but there’s no one around. Confused, you turn back to face the direction you are headed, and come face to face with the boy again.
“Walk much?” he asks with a smirk.
Stunned, you stare at him with big eyes, and a gaping mouth.
Oh shit, not this again, you think to yourself, but can’t find any words to say aloud.
The boy looks at you and raises an eyebrow,
“Cat got your tongue, klutz?” He says and chuckles to himself.
“You’re-“You look the boy up and down. “You’re real?” you ask quietly, eyes still huge.
“Uh, last time I checked, yes,” He replies with a grin, and looks down his form.
“Oh my god,” you breath and look down. Is this really happening to you again?
“Where ya headed?” he asks and moves to stand beside you so that you could continue walking. You notice that he still has the same stick with him, and that he’s wearing the same clothes as the night before, which included the fact that he still wasn’t wearing shoes.
“Just the store,” you say while continuing to stare at his feet.
How isn’t he cold? you think to yourself.
“It doesn’t really bother me,” he says and gives a smirk while wiggling his toes. He must have caught you looking at them. “I am the winter spirit after all.”
Well thank God he brought it up first, you think to yourself.
“About that,” you say. “Who are you even?” you ask, embarrassed.
“I told you yesterday, I’m Jack Frost,” he says, turning to you and giving an over-exaggerated bow.
“Yeah, but there’s no such thing as Jack Frost,” you say, quoting your friend from the night before.
The boy turned to you and gave a look of mock hurt, and even placed a hand over his chest to empathize his act.
“Excuse me?” he asks. “I am very much real!”
You give a light giggle at his act, and continued
“But, you’re not. It’s just a legend, there’s no such thing,” you say, trying to convince yourself that the boy beside you simply cannot be who he says he is.
“Oh, is that what you think?” he asks with a bit of mischief lacing his tone. “I can prove it to you if you’d like.”
You laugh lightly and reply by shaking your head as if to say, “I don’t think so”
You arrive at the grocery store and begin to head inside.
“Hey, I’ll meet up with you later, okay (y/n)?” he asks, and before you can give your words of protest, he’s already flying off again.
You let out a disgruntled noise, and continue on into the store.
After you’re done your shopping, you leave the store with a number of grocery bags in tow.
You begin your lengthy walk home, and cannot keep your mind off of the white-haired boy.
So many questions went through your mind. Things like who he actually was, where he’s from, why he can fly, and why he even bothers to talk to you of all people.
You continue your walk home, and can now practically see your house from where you are, when suddenly a voice directly behind your right ear makes you jump, and almost topple over.
“Need a hand with those?” the boy asks, and then realizes how much he scared you .“Shit, sorry (y/n)”
You sigh and regain your balance.
“Where were you 12 blocks ago?” you ask a bit annoyed.
Jack chuckled and gave you a smirk while taking half of the bags.
When you get to your house you turn to face the rather handsome boy who just assisted with your groceries.
He looks at your (e/c) eyes with his own piercing blue ones.
You never noticed how truly beautiful his eyes were. You’re lost in the pools of blue, and lose yourself to your thoughts, putting you in a daze. And before you knew what you’re doing you suddenly blurt out:
“Would you like to come in?”
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Summary:
Just one winter you saw him. It only took one winter to see what you needed to see. And all you needed to do, was believe. A story of friendship, and romance. Jack Frost X Reader
Please comment, it would mean so much to me!
PLEASE tell me if you see any spelling mistakes! It bugs me so much when i see mistakes!
Chapters (All on FF)
Ch. 1: [link]
Ch. 2: [link]
Ch. 3: You're Here!
Ch. 4: [link]
Ch. 5: [link]
Ch. 6: [link]
Ch. 7: [link]
Ch. 8: [link]
Note:
If i'm correct, the italic problem is now fixed!
The story is also on my Fan Fiction.net account
Link:
[link]
Disclaimer:
I unfortunately do not own Rise of the Guardians, or any of the characters.
Please comment
Just one winter you saw him. It only took one winter to see what you needed to see. And all you needed to do, was believe. A story of friendship, and romance. Jack Frost X Reader
Please comment, it would mean so much to me!
PLEASE tell me if you see any spelling mistakes! It bugs me so much when i see mistakes!
Chapters (All on FF)
Ch. 1: [link]
Ch. 2: [link]
Ch. 3: You're Here!
Ch. 4: [link]
Ch. 5: [link]
Ch. 6: [link]
Ch. 7: [link]
Ch. 8: [link]
Note:
If i'm correct, the italic problem is now fixed!
The story is also on my Fan Fiction.net account
Link:
[link]
Disclaimer:
I unfortunately do not own Rise of the Guardians, or any of the characters.
Please comment
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