note: dA. "Blind ~JFxR~"
It was official. You were in love with your best friend, Jack Frost.
It had all started when you had a snowball thrown at you, only a week before. No one was around at the time, so you were utterly confused, until what children had been talking about penetrated your mind, the two words floating around the empty space.
"Jack Frost..." you mumbled.
"That's me!" a voice replied. You turned around quickly, to see a (hot) cute teenage boy with (sexy) messy white hair and (adorable) nice blue eyes. He was wearing a blue hoodie and capris, and had no shoes on.
The thing that interested you the most though was that he was flying.
"And you're _____, aren't ya? It's nice to finally see that you believe!"
And that's how your friendship started.
Anyways, now back to the present, Jack was SO BLIND.
You had been giving tiny hints that you liked him, and everyone else had caught on, even little Jamie.
But nooo, not Jack. He was blinder than a bat. Though he was pretty deaf, too.
You remembered Jack saying something about his birthday, only a few days prior to this day.
Wait. His birthday was today, right?
You smiled, a perfect idea forming in your head.
~~~
Grinning, you called out Jack's name, he turned around almost instantly.
"Hey, _____! What's up?"
"Happy birthday, Jack!" you exclaimed, holding up a small, rectangular, blue-wrapped box.
"What? For me?" Jack laughed, saying "You shouldn't have." He took the gift anyways, opening it (fairly slowly, might I add). He was quiet for a few seconds, a blank look on his face. "What is this."
You started giggling, then snickering, and then full-out laughing. You made a point of Jack's blindness, and you wanted him to 'see' it too.
And so, you had bought him glasses.
"-dragoutofname-," Jack said, a warning tone in his voice, "why did you get me glasses?"
"Because, Jack. You're so blind! Haven't you figured out that I like you yet?"
"What? Of course you like me. We wouldn't be friends if you didn't!"
"This. Is exactly my point..." You sigh, standing up (as you had fallen on the ground in your laughing fit) and turning to walk away. "Can't even tell that your best friend is practically in love with you." You'd said it loudly on purpose, hoping that he would get the hint.
He did, apparently, as Jack had quickly gotten in front of you, the glasses on his face. His cold, soft lips pressed against your's lovingly, yet with a hint of childish intentions in them.
"So, am I still blind?"
"Yep~" You giggled, while Jack pouted. "You do look adorable, though."
"Thanks~ And, by the way, _____?"
"Hm?" You started walking away, needing to get home.
"Love ya too!" Jack yelled, letting the wind carry him... Somewhere.
You smiled, a tiny blush on your face. Yeah, sometimes Jack was a pretty weird guy...
... But he was your pretty weird guy.
