Dreaming Outloud (A Jack Frost x Reader Fanfic)

Dreaming Outloud (A Jack Frost Short Story)

Jack Frost X Reader









"Fine I'm going, I'm going!" You complain to your little sister who is sitting on a rock with her skates in hand by the frozen pond where she plays.







"Good because mom says th-" she starts to say but you cut her off.







"I know what mom says!" you snap at your seven year old sister who is trying to get her skates on.







Sometimes she can be so annoying! You take a random stick that was lying against a tree and walk out onto the frozen pond, taking each step tentativly like you were trodding on nails. The ice creaks under you but you continue on, determined not to show fear while your little sister is there. A gasp escapes your throat as the ice stays frozen under you, for a seventeen year old you expected it to break, after all you are much heavier than the little seven year old who will be skating on the pond after you get off.







"(Sister's Name)the pond is frozen completely you can come on it now!" you yell across the pond to where she is playing with a snowflake, blowing it away from her and watching it fall. You smile at her joy in the little things and remember back to when you had that much fun.







"Are you sure?" she questions taking a step towards you, her small feet wobbling in her skates.







"Positive." you smile and give her a thumbs up. You step off the ice as she steps on it and go to sit on the rock. You slide your fingers across the stick again and think about Jack Frost, he had a staff just like it. At seventeen you still beleive in Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, The Tooth Fairy and all those "myths".







"Go help her." a voice calls behind you, whispering in the wind. You shudder as an icy breeze whirls down your shirt and you swear you hear a laugh echoing in your ears like silver bells.







"(Your Name) HELP!" Your little sister cries from across the pond. You snap your head up and find her trembling in the center of the pond, big cracks forming around her as her cries for help get louder and louder. You don't think as you jump off the rock and slide onto the pond, carefully inching towards her, despreatly trying to save your sister.







"Don't worry (Sister's Name) I'm here and nothing is wrong, just take a step towards me and try to spread your weight out." You sooth to the scared child but being a clumsy seven year old she slips when she tries to come to you and the ice breaks even further. You rush forward across the ice and throw her out of the way, pushing her onto the shore. Your eyes meet hers as the ice breaks around you and you are sent plumeting into the frigid January waters and to your death.



Your throat and lungs feel like they are on fire from the lack of oxygen. Your fingers scrabble madly at the ice but you don't move. You twist your head around to see a root of a tree is wrapped around your ankle preventing you from getting the oxygen that your lungs crave. You can't stand it any longer and opening your mouth you breath in water, trying to suck out the oxygen like a fish. You suddenly feel warm all over, the fire has numbed to a dull throbbing and you feel like you could sleep forever. Your name is being called above you but you don't move. Using the last of your energy you open your eyes and see a pale white hand being descended towards you. That is the last thing you see before you are enveloped in a tide of soft darkness.



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"Breath," a voice pleads from above you, "what is it with mortals and breathing! They do it all the time and when it really matters they can't!" Your ears pick up the voice and you sense that it belongs to a boy about your age. Hands feel your face and finally they receed, letting you wake up on your own. "This should do it!" the voice says mescheviously, you feel a ball of cold spread through your spine and opening your eyes you wake up.



"Ice. Down. Shirt. HELP!" You sputter jerking to a sitting position. Your eyes focus and you see a pair of beautiful electric blue ones right in front of you.

"Hello sleepy head," the boy smirks infront of you, "have a nice nap in my pond?" he laughed, a sound like silver bells ringing off the trees.

"My sister." you mumble automatically, gathering your legs under you to stand up.

Your legs feel weak and you wobble on them, "Easy there!" the boy laughs, catching you from falling. "Your sister is fine! She's back at your home with your mom and dad."

"Am I dead?" You automatically ask the question you have been wanting an answer to.

"No," he laughs leaning against a tree, "I saved your life."

"Thanks." you mumble, wringing out your cold wet hair. You look up through your lashes and find the boy staring at you and you then take in his features for the first time. He is very tall with long legs and deathly pale skin, he has a mop of silvery white hair and the perfect features with big bright blue eyes set upon his face. He is wearing a faded blue hoodie with frost tendrils snaking around the top of it, his brown pants are cut off mid shin and are bound with leather strips from the knees down. He is standing against a tree with a huge smirk on his face and he is holding a curved stick, much like a shepards crook, covered in frost just like the one you used to probe the ice earlier.

"Hey that's my stick!" you acuse pointing at the curved stick in his hand. He smiles wildly, a cocky smirk that sends fire through your veins.

"Oh this. This is mine, I dropped it earli- Wait you can see me?" he started to say waving the stick around but stopping in mid sentance to look at you.

"Yeah, should I not be able to?" you laugh wearily at his acusation.

"Impossible," he whispers all cockiness gone from his beautiful face as he walks over to you cautiously, "first the stick showing itself to you and actually letting you TOUCH it, then you can see ME! What are you?" he whispers in shock putting a cold palm on your face. He takes your cheeks and moves them around and sticks a finger inside your mouth. You smirk and playfully bite the finger causing him to retreat a little, taking his finger out of your mouth.

"Pushy," he smirks then he bites his lip in the sexiest way, "my kinda... human?" he whispers the last part to himself but you hear it.

"Yes I am an human and to answer your question of 'what are you' I am (Your Name) and as for why the stick let me touch it and showed itself to me I have no clue." you state plainly as you put air quotation marks around "the stick". You smirk when he looks at you with shock at your boldness.

"I see," he mumbles then a smile breaks out across his face as he smiles like the Cheshire cat, "so if the stick let you do stuff with it then lets see how you work it."

"What?" you sputter, choking on air. " I don't work it, I mean how is this a big deal?"

"Well you see I'm Jack Frost, the all powerful Spirt of Winter and the Guardian of all that stuff , and if my stick works for you then we may have a problem." he trails off folding his hands on his lap.

Crap.

"Fine what do I do?" you sigh giving in, taking the stick and standing up and using his shoulder as a brace for you as you are still wobbly on your feet.

"Wave it and think 'Winter' stuff. Ice, frost... me...snowdays." he explains calmly smirking when he says 'me'.

You nod and close your eyes, thinking wintery. All that comes to your mind is his face over and over again, captivating you. "Knock it off Frost." you warn pointing your finger at him, eyes still closed. You hear his laugh and you imagine him holding up his hands in defence. Your instinct kicks in and you sweep the stick around you not opening your eyes. You hear everything go silent before Jack whoops in amazement.

"AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN! THAT WAS AWESOME!" He yells taking your hands and jumping up and down on the pond. You open your eyes and see that he is showered in a coat of frost and snow, his hair is covered in it.

"No way," you laugh warily, "your turn, show me what you can do Frost." you challenge him, pushing the stick into his hands. He smirks and snaps his fingers, winds swirl and lift him up, carrying him to the other side of the pond. He closes his eyes and you have to squint to see what he's doing then he raises the stick above his head and brings it down on the ice, with a CRACK! A long crack runs towards your feet and you scramble out of the way, despreate to not go back underwater. The crack spurts ice and snow, sending a fresh coat of ice to seal the pond back up.

"That's nothing (Your Name) watch this." he laughs at your fear and with a swish of his hand he summons a ball of snow and hurls it at your face. Your paralzyed and as punishment it hits you in the face sending you flying backwards onto the ice.

"(Your Name)?" Jack calls frantically, trying to get you up but you do not move. In a shower of ice he sprints over to you and takes you in his arms, cradling you against his chest. He is not aware of the fact that you are faking and as HIS punishment you wack him in the face with a snowball and run away, dancing across the pond in your gripless boots.

"How do you like that Jack!" you laugh as you slip all over the ice, he starts shaking and you think he's hurt. Then some sense comes to you and you remember that he is immortal and you scramble out of the way as he hurles a huge snowball at the place you used to be standing. "Missed me, missed me now you gotta kiss me!" You holler the childish phrase at him that so many children had used before, laughing you pick up another snowball.

Suddenly you feel an icy breeze whip around your body and Jack is in front of you. "Okay." he breaths as he pulls you close and places his cold lips on yours. Your shocked for a second but then you begin kissing him back. His lips are freezing but you kiss him still, your lips moving in sync before he pulls away slowly and rests his forehead on yours.

"You didn't have to do that y'know," you whisper at him, shock filling your mind, "it's just a phrase."

"I know but I wanted to." he smirks mescheviously, his icy breath fanning your face as he tucks one of your stray (your hair colour) locks behind your ear. Suddenly he pushes off from the ground, his arm incircling you waist and you shoot off into the sky.

"JAAAAACCKK!" You scream in terror as the ground and the pond are left far behind. He throws back his head laughing and causes you to shoot higher into the sky. The clouds thicken and you are blown away at the scenery. The clouds have enveloped Jack and you in a cocoon as the winter breeze carries you higher and higher, suddenly the clouds thin and the evening sky opens up above you.

"Cool huh?" he asks resting his head on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around you.

"Do you get this all the time?" you breath as he kisses your head.

"Yeah. I come up here to think," he admits to you as the sky twinkles above you, "the lack of oxygen helps me clear my head." he jokes, laughing at himself. You laugh along with him until the time has come for you to go back down.

"Jack I think I have to go." you sigh hugging him tight and on cue he sowly descends towards the round.

"You know the sky gets darker the higer up you fly?" he laughs and hugs you as you both settle down onto the ground. It's only 2:00 in the afternoon.

"That makes sense now!" you say as you and Jack sit down on a rock beside you. "Jack I have a question."

"And I have an answer." he smirks in accomplishment, drawing a picture with his staff in the freshly fallen snow.

"Jack," you warn him sarcastically, "why were here anyways? Y'know when you dropped your staff?" you ask him, taking his staff away.

"I ummm," he suddenly becomes very uncomfortable and tries to lie, "for fun?"

"Jack."

"Fine. Iwaswatchingyouandyoursistertomakesureyouweresafe." he blurts out turning away from you. Normally a guy who had just said that would be blushing but Jack being immortal couldn't.

"Thanks." you mumble into his neck as you hug him. He seems surprised but hugs you back and kisses you again. You return his kiss and feel ice spreading down your spine as he presses his hands to the middle of your back, your head spins and you fall into the snow drift behind the rock you are sitting on, taking him with you. You both continue to kiss until you need to breath and pulling away you rest your head on his chest as you lay in the snow with him.

"Jack?"

"Yeah?" he responds and looks at you, his beautiful features softening.

"What happens now?" you ask as he wraps his arms around you, shielding you.

"Well I'm not leaving." he snorts kissing your cheek like the idea of being apart from you would hurt him.

"Jack you have a job, you're a Guardian," you sigh shaking your head at his answer, "you have to go."

"If I go you're coming with me."



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~MoonDust1