Human Again (Jack Frost x Reader

Some Mishaps

Third Person P.O.V.

After Jack getting comfortable, even if just a little, (Y/N) had to go get some groceries. She was by the front door, clad in a (F/C) jacket and brown winter boots. "Are you sure you will be fine on your own?" She asks Jack. Jack smirks as he leans back against the coach, "I can handle myself. Don't let me stop you from getting groceries." He says. (Y/N) rolls her eyes but smiles at his behavior. "Alright. I'll be back soon." She says. She then exits the house and Jack walks over to look out a window and see (Y/N) enter her car and pull out of the driveway.

He sighs as he walks back to the couch and falls on it face first. He groans as he has a moment alone to process everything. He then turns to his left but then grunts as he ends up on the floor. He sighs but then his eyes widens and he raises his hands to catch his staff from falling on his face. He blinks as he sits up and leans back against the couch. He feels along his staff then grips it as he tries to summon his powers.

His staff was like a part of his being. For over three hundred years, it has been used to help him control his powers. They very thing he used to save his sister. But we he opens his eyes, there was nothing. It was just a stick now. He sighs as he rests his head on the couch cushions. "How did this even happen?" He asks himself once more. He sits for a moment longer than stands up. But when he walked, he stops as he jumps from the sound of something shattering. He turns around and looks down to find a broken vase on the ground. He looks at his staff then closes his eyes at his mistake. He sets his staff against the couch as he quickly gets to picking up the pieces. He bends down and starts grabbing them, but the hisses as he drops them and holds his right hand. He looks to see a cut on his palm and blood bleed out.

He blinks in shock as he sees blood. His blood. It's been so long since he had actually bled. But then the door opens and Jack quickly stands up, hiding his bleeding hand behind him. "Hey. Slow day at the store so got to get done quick." (Y/N) says, closing the door and walking over to the kitchen. "Uh, yeah. Great." Jack says, cringing a little as he feels his blood.

(Y/N) sets down the bags and takes off her jacket. "Yep, though there was this one weirdo who was just starring at the ice cream. And I'm thinking, why not buy the ice cream?" She says as she puts away the groceries. Jack nods his head as he then sweeps the pieces of the broken vase under the couch. "Anyway, I was think that maybe some chicken would be fine for a meal. You don't mind chicken, do you?" She looks back at him as she closes cabinet. "Yeah! Uh, I mean, yeah. I-I don't mind." Jack answers.

(Y/N) looks at him as she notices his behavior. She walks over to him and stands in front of him. "Is something wrong?" She asks him. "No! No, no. I'm good. Better than before." He answers. (Y/N) raises a brow but then glances down and her eyes widen a little as she sees a red drop in the ground. She then looks up at a Jack and puts her hands on her hips. "You're lying." She states. Jack falters under her stare and tries to look away, but then (Y/N) grabs his arms and hold them in front of him. "Hey!" He complains. (Y/N) sees the cut on his right hand and sighs. "You know, if this is going to work, you have to be honest." She states.

Then she starts walking and drags Jack by the wrist to the bathroom. "Also," She stops and Jack looks at her. She turns back to look at him with soft (E/C) eyes, "You shouldn't hide your pain." She tells him. Jack blinks at the sincerity of her words. And he feels his heart beat a little faster. "Uh, well- Yeah. I'll remember that." He says. (Y/N) smiles back at him then guides him to sit on the toilet seat as she grabs the first-aid kit. Jack holds his hand as he watches her but then holds brings his left hand up to his chest. "What was that?"

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