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Do You Believe? ~ Six (Jack Frost x Reader)
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  You storm out of France's home, pissed off,"No, France. That's it! We're done!" You had been dating France for awhile, but knowing him, he tried making you do things you didn't want to.  France stood at the doorframe, looking at you in the dark,"Mon amour, please?"  You turned at him with anger in your eyes,"Just keep the hell away from me!" You look away, looking up at the sky, holding your tears,"We're done!" With that, you run away from the scene.                                     --__________--  You walked through the town with your hands in your coat pockets and your face completly red. You couldn't believe you even thought o
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Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock. (e/c) eyes glanced up at the clock, eyelids fluttering and a yawn sounding from lightly glossed lips. A dainty hand with a few old scars across it reached up to brush a few strands of rebellious (h/c) hair. You waited, your impatient nature getting the better of you, causing you to fidget in your seat and tap your pencil. 'Come on…' You think, watching the clock intently, another yawn escaping your lips before finally— The bell rang for the end of lesson. Chairs scraped against the floor as your peers lunged for the door, but their dreams of escape were cut short as your teacher called out and clapped her
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Do You Believe? (Jack Frost x Reader)
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock. (e/c) eyes glanced up at the clock, eyelids fluttering and a yawn sounding from lightly glossed lips. A dainty hand with a few old scars across it reached up to brush a few strands of rebellious (h/c) hair. You waited, your impatient nature getting the better of you, causing you to fidget in your seat and tap your pencil. 'Come on…' You think, watching the clock intently, another yawn escaping your lips before finally— The bell rang for the end of lesson. Chairs scraped against the floor as your peers lunged for the door, but their dreams of escape were cut short as your teacher called out and clapped her
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