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Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt. 8
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He’d done it, Jack had found a way to make you think of snow as fun, but just barely, and you weren’t about to let him know about his win. Instead you stated your agreement of how snow could be seen as fun without giving any more detail as to what had made you think that. Only a memory, you told him and which you soon regretted; a memory of something from long ago had made you see the cold and snow as something other than torture.
Now you lay in bed, the covers pulled over your head completely, and your cell held by your hand tightly. It was the damn memory, you thought, that stupid scene of them being all cozy with one another. Pressed together tightly, his arm pulling her close, her head resting on his shoulder, and Jack’s comment ringing in your mind: Name something you wanted to do since you were a little girl.
You let out a deep sigh thinking to yourself that it was far better to have a non-vocal study subject. Jack wa
MagicAfter all of the craziness that Jay had been through the past few days, he was really looking forward to his Saturday morning run. Hey, his houseguest—His Highness—usually was never up before ten, so he figured he could get out, take a mile and be back before he was even missed. The second his running shoes his the pavement, the fact that he had a fairy tale prince camping out in his living room seemed about a million miles away.
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Ultimately, he ended up taking a couple miles, and felt so much better for it by the time he got back to his apartment. He pulled the cords of his earphones out before unlocking the front door and stepping inside, locking the door and starting for the kitchen—and then stopping cold. "Neil."
Neil looked up at the sound of Jay's voice, and his expression, which had been quite serious when Jay had first entered, brightened. "Good morning!" he greeted before turning back to the project before him—an open box of Tampax sat next
Bad Relationships [H-C Bingo]Neil's last words to the group were, "If anyone needs me, I'll be on the roof."
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That alone meant that no one would be bothering him up there. Jay had started the trend of using the dorm's roof as a quiet place—a sanctuary, a place to think things over… Then Archie had started to, as well. Then Theresa, and Herry and soon enough—it was where one went when the pressure of being not only a teenager, but a teenager descended from legend and tasked with saving the freaking universe got to be too much to bear.
When one said, "I'll be on the roof," they said, "Leave me to my thoughts." And at present, after the phone call he'd just gotten? Neil had a lot of thoughts through which to sort.
The first thing he noticed when he closed the rooftop door behind himself was the way the October sun warmed his face, and the light breeze. The second thing he noticed was that he was not alone on this rooftop. As the door clicked shut, the body sitting in one of the longue chairs turned b