Don't Be Scared (Jack Frost x Male! Reader)

Chapter 6

(M/N)'s POV

It's been a week since the whole invite. But, now I'm having second thoughts. The reasons are so small yet so big at the same time. For one, I haven't been to one of these in years. The guardians and I are good old friends. Though the rest of the spirits are not so much. I really didn't get along with the Irish leprechaun for he represents Saint Patrick's. I offended him with 'I thought leprechauns were short.' That ended rather badly and I just let it slip out of my mouth. Didn't mean to offend him.

Another reason, is I ain't that promising. Some look at me and see the raven wings first. A signal of bad and no good. The stereotypical thought of the fallen angel thing. I'm no evil being.The wings are just my representation of me you know. No one can prove to be Hallow the one of Halloween without these beauties.

Then Lastly, the one I dread the most. Cupid. Yes, I do not get along with that guy what so ever. His just not a good partner to work with. His in charge of love and I'm in charge of confidence. And, we all know love confessions need a boatload of encouragement. It's either his late and I'm giving the person bravery which can result in nothing. Or I'm late and his trying to pull the ribbon, and they don't have the courage to do anything. We even got in a full blown fight. On which one of us is more important and even worth to be believed. He had a sharp tongue. I had a sharp punch. Even ironically we have the same type of wings but you know the obvious difference.

When I thought about it more and more. The more I felt like calling it off, but you know what stopped me. The golden man himself. He and I are like best friends. I never get to see him anymore. I got news when he got killed that day and now I don't want to miss the chance I get to hangout with the guy. Him coming back was a miracle. Even so when the news got to me I was devastated. He was the one that helped me. The one that helped me when I needed someone most. He was the one who showed me the right way. The right way to be believed in. He was my mentor after Pitch.

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I flew in the dim lit sky. About a few minutes away from the island. I had decided to fly a bit to ease my mind before arriving. But right above me was a certain snowflake.

"Hey Hallow. You looking sharp." I heard and turned over on my back to see Jack. I raised my eybrow to see him in a well fited suit.

"Not too bad yourself." I smirked. His suit was a deep blue and had frost on the edges. A raven tie complimenting the rest of the color.

"Well I wasn't the one who had it. North gave it to me. " he shrugged.

"Oh I get it. You didn't want to come. Though you being a Guardian. You were required." I truthfully spoke. I was on point when he just sighed and nodded.

"You got me. Though when I think of it. I did see your have a sense of style when we first met." He looked at my attire up and down. Examining my choice in clothing.

"Oh really. I doubt you have any for you wore a hoodie and leggings. When we first met. " I laughed after he gave me a pouting face. We were flying togher til we both were at the entrance. I took a deep breath and marched right to the doors. Jack was weary of my hesitation.  I grabbed the giant doors and pushed them open. Inside was a magnificent room of magic. Musical instruments were playing with no one playing them. The drinks were levitating on silver trays. Even pieces for the chandlier were mid air and scattered around above us.The room's atmosphere was astonishing. It felt humble and kind. No drama in the room ,but a friendly vibe.

"They sure did it this year." Jack brought me back with his words.

"I never thought I missed events like this." I softly replied.

"I guess. To think of it. I come to every one of these and never saw you in one. Why didn't you come to one?" He questions.

"I did. It was just way into the past but that was before you even became a spirt."

"Wha-? Wait how old are you?" He was in shock.

"About 600 years or so. I'm technically stuck at age 19." I answer. I mischievously look back to see a face so priceless.

"Woah. You are ancient. " He giggled.

"Hey. I am not. You're just a small baby." I shot back. He just rolled his eyes.

"Hallow! You made it and you even got Jack here." The russian accent elder man cheered.

"You bet I did. A couple decades was too long." I smiled at North.

"He didn't bring me . I brought myself." Jack intervened. Only to have us shake our heads.  After the welcoming from North the party continued. I walked away and decided to socialize.

After a while I mended some rough ties I had with some. Issac or Ike the spirit of St. Patrick's was even forgiving enough to forget our first encounter. Then Cupid and I made a neutral argreement. I felt happy from making a clean plate with the others. I grabbed a glass of champagne that floated infront of me.
"You having a good time?" Jack slid down the railings of the stairs.

"I'm doing great! This is a nice change of pace." I smiled my crooked smile.

"Glad to hear it! You want to hangout abit. We never met of my 300 years of being Jack Frost and I am a gaurdian. You know. I need to know all the other spirits." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Sure. We did only have one interaction and that was while ago." With that Jack and I talked. Soon it grew late and  we both drank the time away. Only to have Jack not be able to handle it. I knew liquor but I guess his a light weight. He even asked me if I dared him to jump off the top of stairs. I know he could float. Though in his state he probably forgot he did.

"Woah there. I think you had enough. " I took the glass away from him.

"Aye you don't know me. I'm bloody Jack Frost. And I can handle my liquor better then you any day!" He stuttered in a british accent. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah hot stuff. Just let me bring you to bed so you can sleep this off."

"Aw you think I'm hot." He leaned into me and smiled seductively up at me. I just smiled in return. This was too good.

"Ha ok now let me bring you home. To bed." I said with as much seriousness as I could muster.

"Oh okay but remember I like it rough.~" He smirked.