jack frosted


You hiss as your bare feet make contact with the cold wooden floor of your kitchen and hop around for a second as your skin gets used to the change in temperature. The house is particularly cold this morning, and you’re not quite sure why. The first thing on your mind is getting yourself a nice, hot cup of tea. It’s barely October, so you hadn’t bothered to turn the heat on yet, and you sincerely regret it at the moment.

Even the cupboard door is cold as you open it to get the tea kettle, and you rush over to the sink to fill it up with warm water. As you do so, you look out the window just in front of you, smiling to yourself at the gentle blanket of frost that covers the grass. Warm water overflows from the kettle making you look back down at the kettle.

But then you freeze.


You drop the kettle into the sink with a loud clang and run to the backdoor, not bothering to shut off the water. You fling open the door and run out onto the lawn pajamas, bare feet and all. The frosty grass crunches coolly under your feet, and you spin around in a 360, trying to take in your whole yard at once. “Jack?” you yell.

You wait for what seems like forever, watching your breath crystallize in the air in front of you. No response comes, and your heart sinks. You had thought he’d be back, but to no avail. Nearly six months of not seeing him isn’t going to change today. Sighing, you turn back to your house and walk slowly to the door.

“Wow, you’re seriously going to give up that easily?”

Gasping, you spin back around, watching as Jack floats down only a couple of feet from you. He grins, blue eyes twinkling as he does. “Do I have the wrong house?”

“Jack!” You squeal, rushing towards your friend and practically leaping into his arms once you reach him. He laughs and wraps his arms around your waist, spinning you around in a circle. After a couple of seconds, you pull away slightly and cup his face in your hands, taking in his features in wonder. “You’re really here.”

He smiles softly. “I’m really here.”

You smile brightly and pull him into another hug. “Oh, I missed you so much.”

Person: They’re a fictional character, it’s not like you can ever date them anyway 


Originally posted by overthinking-nothing