Beneath the Cold Surface ch.1(JackFrostxReader)“(sister's name)! Wear your hat you don’t want Jack Frost nipping at your nose”, you told you little sister.
"Who's Jack Frost?", (sister's name) asked innocently.
"No one, it's just an expression", you answered.
You stood outside your house as you watched your little sister play with the snow. You never loved the winter nor did you ever hate it, but even so, you will still find yourself outside your house playing with the snow like you never grew up.
You were enjoying the feeling of the snowflakes as they landed on your skin which, always make you feel peaceful inside, when your phone suddenly rang. You took your phone out to see who dare to disturb from the peace you were having, your eyebrows instantly met each other when you saw who was calling you. It was Ivan, the person you hate so much that your day gets ruined with just the sound of his name. The reason you hate him is that he’s too full of his self thinking that every girl would fall for him. Not wanti
Beneath the Cold Surface ch.2 (JackFrostxReader) You gasp. You sit up straight. You couldn't believe your eyes, it's snow! It's really SNOW! Inside your room! You got up your bed totally mesmerized by the snowflakes. You went to your window to take a closer look. The moon was shining brightly You twirled around enjoying the cold temperature in our room. Something caught your attention.
Frost patterns.Frost patterns on your window.
You went to your window to take a closer look. The moon was shining brightly giving you enough light to see that they weren't just some random patterns. It looks like flowerless plants with their branches entwined. The frost was intricately designed and served like a border for your window as the frost became thinner and thinner as it reached the center. You traced it with your fingertips.
You were greatly mesmerized as this night seemed magical. That's when it hit you.... Snow and frost patterns on your window...Could it be
Beneath the Cold Surface ch.3(JackFrostxReader)"You didn't need to do that!"
"It was my last resort.... ",he said scratching the back of his head.
"I'm pretty sure kissing a girl is not the only way to get her attention..."
"It was the only thing I could think of"
"But you really didn't need to-...to kis-", you finally got back to your senses and you were about to hit him with your fist but his cold hands stopped you. You sent another fist using your free hand but he caught it again. Both of your hands were already in his so, you just kicked his leg as hard as you can causing him to let go of your hands and yelped in pain.
"Now, aren't you way too violent for a girl?", he said raising an eyebrow.
"It's your fault for picking a fight with me", you replied coldly averting your gaze with a "hmph".
"When did I ever picked a fight with you?"
"The moment you barged into my room", you quickly replied without even thinking.
"No, YOU started it", he said picking up his staff that he left leaning against the wall when he kissed you.
Guardian Who (Not So Alone: Part 3)
Not So Alone: Part 3
Jack blinked a couple of times, his brow furrowed. He kept his staff aimed right at the man’s chest.
“‘The Doctor?’” he repeated warily.
“That’s me. Hello!” the man said, waving his hand in greeting. His toothy smile hadn’t faded in the least.
The man turned his gaze skyward, raising his eyebrows and turning the corners of his thin lips down into a half-pout, saying to nobody but himself, “Oh, not too often I get that one. It’s usually ‘Doctor who?’” He redirected his attention to Jack. “No, no. That’s it. Just ‘The Doctor.’”
Jack raised an eyebrow. Was this guy serious?
Him, with his headful of brown hair fluffed up in the middle and mildly spiked, falling slightly into his forehead, reminding Jack of some sort of cockatoo. And those sideburns! Him, with the thick eyebrows, thin upper lip, slightly pudgie