Jackunzel Drabbles (The Original)

Of The Sun and Moon

"I could kill you!"

Everything seemed to freeze, his heart felt like it had crack beneath his ribs. He wondered if she could hear it. His body was ridged, his feet stuck in place. He watched as she pulled away, pressed herself against the far wall just to put distance between them. He could hear Tooth gasp. His hand was still out toward her, hoping that she would come back, hoping that she would come closer. She didnt.

Jack watched as Aster hopped over to the distressed girl, watched as she flung her arms around the rabbit in the way he found himself jealous of. North placed a large hand on his shoulder, the weight of it was nothing compared to the weight of his stomach sinking.

"It is okay, it is better this way." North said somberly.

The winter guardian yanked out of his grip, frost began to crack along the ground of the work shop. The windows began to freeze over in his anger.

"No! It is not okay! Nothing about this is okay! She was mine first! I should be able to touch her, I should be able to hold her and I can’t! How is this better?" He yelled, looking up at the large Russian man for answers. The elves cowered.

"Jack, she’s not of the moon like us. She was chosen by the sun. Her magic and yours can’t be together. You could kill each other—"

"But she can touch Aster!"

"Aster is different. He is of spring and the earth. She is the one who brings life to his new beginnings. You have to understand, Jack." Tooth fluttered over to him, hoping that he’d accept her words and move on.

"No, I don’t understand. I will never understand why the only great thing in my life was taken from me. Why I can’t touch or be near the girl I love. Do not tell me to understand something as wrong as this!"

The blonde girl moved away from her furry companion, her green eyes glistened with tears.

"Jack, please, I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you." She pleaded. Icy blue eyes found hers, intense and full of passionate anger and sadness it made her soul cry.

"And I can’t live without you." He replied. "I don’t care about any of that. About the sun or moon or being a guardian. If I had the choice I’d choose you every time." His staff fell to the hard shop ground with an audible hollowness. He made his way over to her, ignoring the way Aster readied himself to protect her.

"Aye, mate, don’t touch her—"

"Touch me." Jack said.

Each guardians eyes widened as did the spring spirit. They watched as the winter spirit did not touch the spring but instead begged her to grace him with her sunlight. Each knew that an exchange a little too powerful could mean the end for one or the other. Jacks body could over heat, his heart unable to take the rising in temperature and the magic of the spring. Rapunzels magic could begin to freeze, cooling her body and freezing her heart. It was a tragedy of the worst kind. A Romeo and Juliet that relied on chance.

"Jack I can’t-"

"Touch me. Kiss me. Hold me. Love me, Rapunzel." He begged, his fists clenched at his sides. "Love me."

Her heart broke at the sight of him opening up in front of the guardians, the way his eyes filled with unshed tears and his shoulders shook. She should’ve known she could never deny him anything.

She went on her tiptoes, her lips met his, her hands clutching the front of his hoodie. His lips were cold against her warm ones. Both lovers closed their eyes, the winter spirit placed his hands on either side of her face, his fingers in her hair. She was so warm.

Only the guardians were able to observe the way both of them glowed. Her body incased in golds like sunlight and his in a silver of moonlight. The magic swirled around each other, freezing and melting, burning and soothing. Their skin glowed, their lips never left the other. Hearts hammered in their chests, the magic felt like shivers of caresses along on their bodies. Just as the energies were ready to spike, they pulled away.

They both looked at each other, hands moved away yet they stood close enough to kiss again. They both wanted to feel each other but knew they had to let themselves calm down.

"I could kill you" she whispered, her hands fisted the skirt of her dress to keep from touching him.

"I’d die happy." Jack smiled.