Fly Me To The Moon
You woke up to the sweet smell of bacon coming from the kitchen. Your eyes darted open and you quickly jumped out of bed, running downstairs to eat. Frost was cooking away at the stove in his suit. Well that’s not what I was expecting. You thought to yourself. You secretly hoped J would be the one preparing you a huge breakfast, but you knew that would never happen.
“Good morning Y/N.” Frost said casually as if nothing was strange about this scene.
“Good morning Frosty….Can I ask why you’re cooking all this? I mean, it’s nice and all but this is definitely not part of your job description….” Seeing Frost first thing in the morning making you a feast for breakfast was certainly never something you thought you’d witness.
“Well,” Frost spoke as he flipped a pancake expertly, “Mr. J is going to be very busy today, and he instructed me to make sure you’re taken care of while he’s out. I figured I’d start with feeding you, so here I am.” Frost smiled, another thing you never thought you’d witness.
“I can’t argue with J’s orders.” You said giving Frost a wink. You walked up to the large kitchen island and hopped up on one of the stools while Frost began to lay the food out in front of you. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns, fresh orange juice, Frost really went overboard. Not wanting to wait another minute, you grabbed your fork and started scarfing down the food.
“Whoa, it’s like you don’t eat, you just inhale.” Frost said Jokingly.
“Ha-ha very funny Frosty,” You spoke between bites, “I don’t have any plans for the rest of the day so I was thinking I’d just clean up around the house. You can take a few hours to go out and do whatever you need to do if you want.”
Frost worked constantly, J never gave him any time off. You figured you were just going to stay home all day and do some housework, so there was no reason Frost needed to be watching you. Not to mention he deserved a few hours to himself.
“I don’t know Y/N, boss told me to keep an eye on you-”
“Frost, you can be back before J and I won’t tell him. It can be our little secret. Go enjoy yourself.” You smiled and continued eating as Frost gave you a small nod of appreciation and walked out of the room.
After eating practically everything and stuffing yourself to the brim, you decided it was best to get the day going. You went up to your shared master bathroom and took a quick shower before walking into your massive closet to pick out something to wear. Hmmmm what to wear, what you wear….You thought to yourself before flashing a cheeky smile and picking up your favorite shirt of J’s. It was just a white button up dress shirt, but it was always perfectly ironed and soft. On you it was practically a dress so you figured that was a good enough outfit and made your way back downstairs to get to cleaning. You were never much of an organizer growing up; however, with all the madness going on in the mansion all the time, you began to find it therapeutic.
Walking into the living room, you noticed that it needed some work. The house was always pretty clean as the maids took care of all the vacuuming and dusting; however, the henchmen and J had a tendency to never put things back in their place after using them. Well if I’m gunna get the organizing party going, I better put on some music. You walked up to the stereo system and just pressed play. “Fly Me to the Moon” by Frank Sinatra started playing throughout the whole downstairs. J is such an oldie when it comes to music. You smiled thinking about him.
You got to work picking up after the henchmen and J, getting lost in the music as you did so. You swayed your hips back and forth, dancing around the room.
You lost track of time and didn’t realize how long it had been since you started until you turned around and immediately gasped as you saw J standing behind the couch watching you with his silver grin.
“Well, well, well….what do we have here.” He growled, trying to contain a laugh. You were so embarrassed and you felt your cheeks heating up. You could only imagine how silly this looked and you couldn’t find any words.
J put you out of your misery by speaking up again, “I like your shirt, I wonder where you got that from.” He made his way slowly around the couch, walking up to you as he reached out and pulled you closer to him by the white fabric.
“I figured you’d be gone a while so I’d get some cleaning done….” You whispered, still feeling shy from being caught.
“You’re quite the dancer Y/N, I might have to put you in one of the cages next time we’re at the club….but then again, I don’t want anyone else lusting after you.” Always so possessive, I love it.
J smirked as if he could read your mind before looking deep in your eyes and beginning to unbutton your shirt, “You have five minutes to get upstairs and in bed, doll. Daddy needs to remind you how to be a good girl and not take my things.”
I guess I need to wear his clothes more often.