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Cold Kisses and Hot Nights	By : PagesofPassion1812 Category: -Movies Misc > Het - Male/Female Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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You woke up to sound of music coming from downstairs. The beds warmth invites you to stay a little longer and you turn on your side; to be met with the face of a sleeping Jack. He looks so serene and peaceful; his hair covers his face, making him look almost child-like. You smile at this sight and trace his face with your eyes, but your admiration is cut short by his moving to face the other direction. Trying not to wake him up, you take this opportunity to get out of bed and put a dressing gown on before leaving the room, keeping as quiet as you can. You close the door quietly, watching him through the crack as you do so. You head downstairs to the kitchen, Sophie and Alex are in there dancing and making breakfast. "Morning." You yawn, shaking a hand through your hair. "Good morning sleepyhead." Sophie says brightly, turning her head to you before returning to the stove. "Bloody hell, 10 o'clock? How much of a lay-in did you want?"

"Shut up Alex; A. 10 o'clock is so not a late time, ON A BANK HOLIDAY. and B. I had to take a little while getting out of the room." You moan to your brother, walking over to Sophie to see what she's cooking. "Soph..." you see what it is. "mhhm?" She hums cheerfully at her name. "...You're burning those pancakes." You look at her unimpressed, and she looks at the pancakes blankly, well what may have been pancakes a couple of minutes ago. "Yeah, so are they..." she nods to the stack of black-flats on the counter, "...but no one will notice once the syrup and stuff are on it." She scrapes the 'pancake' off of the pan and you can hear the crack as it hits the top of the others. "Sophie, you go get the drinks and sort out my tea please, I'll do the pancakes because they..." you point to the burnt stack, "...are not edible." You hit her on the bum with the spatular that you've taken off Sophie after bumping her away with your hip.

She sulks for a little while then gets on with making the tea and other drinks, while Alex sits at the table reading the paper. "So what time did you guys go to bed last night?" You ask, mixing up a new pancake batter. "About 2ish?... Soph?" Sophie is singing the word "milk" to herself as she looks through the fridge. "Soph?!" Alex turns his head to look in her direction, and she bounces out of her little world, "Hmm what?... Oh yeah, about 2 maybe 3ish?" Then she returns to the fridge. By this time you had made a good couple of pancakes and were placing them on the plate Sophie got you. Everything went on like that; Sophie moaned because your pancakes were better and sulked on Alex's lap, Alex got annoyed at Sophie for making him lose his place in the paper then forgot about it and kissed her, and you just laughed at them both. "So (Nickname), how come you had to take extra time to get outta your room?" Sophie asks, at which point someone comes stretching into the room and, once you all see who it is, she says "Oh, so that's why."

(Jack's POV)

"Why what?" Jack yawns as he walks into the room, scratching his bare chest as he does so. He spots you at the stove, quickly turning back round from his gaze. He walks over to you and puts his arms around you, wanting so badly to kiss you neck as he replays your make-out session last night in his mind. "Good Morning." He says softly in your ear, taking in the smell of your fair as he does so. "Morning," You briefly turn to face before returning to the food, "Sleep well?"

"Very well thank you, what about you?" He asks back automatically, still clinging onto you like a wintery back-pack. "Great thanks. Do you mind moving so I can put this on there?" You turn to him, lifting the spatular, pancake attached, and gesture to the plate. At that he reluctantly releases you, and walks over to the fridge to find some juice. However, as he brings the carton of apple juice to his lips, he gets the feeling he's being watched and looks around, just to be met with Alex's death glare. After a moment of staring back, he looks down slowly to his naked torso then sharply up again. 'Fuck...' He thinks to himself as he turns his back to Alex, '...reckon he knows what you guys did last night?...' His eyes went wide suddenly and he became faintly paler, '...what if he thinks it was worse than what it was? Oh god...' the stare down between predator and icy prey was eventually broken by your cheerful "Breakfast!"

(Your P.O.V.)

You place the pancakes on the table and Sophie comes bounding over and sits at the table. "Mmm, they look delicious (Nickname)." and helps herself to a pancake and maple syrup. You look around the kitchen, then back to Sophie's face, cheeks full of pancake. "Sophie? What happened to making the tea and drinks?" You raise an eyebrow at her as she freezes and slowly turns towards you, obviously forgotten her duties. "You're bloody brilliant Sophie. Ok, I'll do it, can someone just please make sure there are some pancakes for me?" And with that you head to the kettle to make the tea and coffee. Everyone settles down and enjoys their breakfasts. You bring everybody's drinks over except yours, which you leave to get a bit stronger, and eat your pancakes and talk with them all. "Don't be such a lier Alexander (Surname)!!! I found you in MY bed!!! And I'm pretty sure she was the one in handcuffs not you!" Your leaning across the table in a fit of anger, pointing a spoon at your brother. "Will you shut up!? I'm lying for a REASON!!" and he gestures to Sophie, who looks like she's pealing his skin off with her eyes. "Well why tell the story in the first place? Just so you can pretend to be the 'Big Man' around Jack?" You mock as you walk over to your tea. "Ohh... I'm going to the loo." Alex pulls away from the table sharply and exits the room.

You chuckle to yourself then turn back to your tea, stirring it then putting the spoon in your mouth without thinking. "Owowowow!" the spoon makes a loud clang as it hits the floor from your sudden dropping it. "What's the matter!" Jack says worriedly, rushing over to see if you're ok. "Yah, I've burn' my 'ongue." You say, holding your mouth and wincing in pain. At that moment, Jacks hands cup your face and you look up at him, "Let me help." And he kisses your abruptly, his cold tongue moving against yours as to soothe your pain away. Soon you were just engulfed in him and wrap your arms around his neck and allow him to continue his ice kiss. After a while he pulls away and you can see both your and his breath as you exhale. "That was a cheap trick." You say, but not really caring. "Yeah, but we both got something out of it; your tongue doesn't hurt anymore," you look up at him in question, to which he whispers in your ear "and I got to kiss you again." This makes you happy to hear. You wrap your arms around his torso, put your head on his shoulder and bring him in for a tight cuddle; words not necessary to show your feelings. He holds you back, just as tight, and strokes your hair, returning your emotions. "Awww, that's sooo cute. How lovely is that?" You both remember the fact that you're not alone, and you start to pull away from him and return to your tea, now slightly colder then before.

Once breakfast and Alex's initial tantrum was over, you all got packed and ready to leave. However, "Alex? Have you two rewrapped the stereo?" You stand arms crossed in front of the car, staring at your brother as he gets ready to file into the car. "Awww, do I have to??? We didn't scratch it or anything? It's fine isn't it?" But he sees your expression and leaves the car with a defiant slam of the door, grabs Sophie's arm at the house door and whirls her round and into the house again. All with a major sulk. This makes you giggle as you return to packing up the car and putting the Airport address in the SatNav. Suddenly you are violently turned and pinned to the car by a pair of pale, cold hands. "So where are you off to now?" Jack asks devilishly, stroking your arm with his fingers. You smile and shake your head, "Jack, you've gotta stop doing that. Not everything has to be so forceful all the time." You say, stroking the side of his face then returning to your actions. "But I thought you liked it when I was forceful." He says, pulling you into his arms as he closes the boot with his staff. You smile and lean back into his chest, "I do, but not all the time. There is a time and a place for stuff like that, and Home."

"What?" He looks down at you, "There's a time and a place Jack, for..." You start to explain, but he cuts you off. "No I get that, and I'm sorry, I'm just not used to being with a girl..." he flips up onto the roof of the car and sits there, playing with the wooden staff, "... No I meant what about you going home." You move round to the other side of the car and close the doors, "Yes, Alex and I are going home today." You look up at him to emphasis what you're saying, then are caught by his stunning profile as the sun shines behind him. He really is a good looking boy. "You're going back to England?" He asks, though more to himself than anything. "Yes, we have to. We both have our own jobs to get back to." You watch as he solemnly floats off of the roof and leans his back against the car. It's like he's sad. You walk in front of him and place your hands on his face, "Jack," he looks at you with melancholy eyes, "you're Jack Frost, just hitch a ride on the wind and come see me, you silly git." At this his facial expression changes as he remembers who he actually is. "Oh yeah, I forgot I could do that."

"How could you forget something like that?" You laugh, folding him into a cuddle. "Haha, I don't know," he says, cuddling you back, "I guess it's because, around you, I just feel so human." His words cause your heart to explode with happiness and you burry your smiling face into his chest.

You and Alex drop Sophie off back at her place then head to the airport. "I don't want to leave now." You're wrapped in Jacks arms, kissing your goodbyes as Alex takes the hire car back. "(Name), it's ok. You talk to Sophie and the others all the time, and..." With that he moves and takes your cheeks in his hands, tilting your face to meet his gaze. "... I can see you any time you want me to." He smiles at you, stroking your hair lovingly. You smile back at him and bury your face in his chest, deepening your embrace. "(Name)! We've gotta go now, the planes gonna leave in 3 hours." You hear Alex shouting at you, you turn your head to nod at him then look back at Jack. Before you say a word, his lips are covering yours, hard, heavy and passionately. You are lost in his kiss, wrapping your arms around him one more time. Suddenly, your eyes shoot open and you pull back, "What's the matter?" Jack asks worriedly, "No, I've just had a fantastic idea." You look at him, reeling from just how brilliant your idea is. "It's summer, so you don't really have anything to do, do you?"

"Well, because it's summer here, means that it'll be winter in places like Australia, so I still have some work over there." You let go of his neck and move your hands down his arms, a little disappointed at this. "Oh... ok then, never mind." He moves your face up to meet his, "Why?" You cock your head to one side and sigh "Well, I was just gonna say why don't you come with us? Back to England?" Hi eyes go wide and he scoops you up in his arms and swings you round, "I would love to, that's a great idea." You look at him with excitement, "What? Really? But, what about Australia and those other..." He hushes you with a kiss then says, "Hey, the winds pretty fast, it doesn't really matter where it picks me up from, does it?" You bring yourself into Jack one more time. The happiness and excitement of him coming home with you crashing over your body like tsunami tides.

You both hurdle over to Alex, hand in hand, "Hey Alex, Jack's coming with us. Back home, isn't that great?" He looks at Jack with a stern expression, "How is that possible? He doesn't have a ticket or seat?" He doesn't break eye contact with Jack as he speaks, suddenly Jack speaks up "Actually, Alex, I don't need one; for one, I could just walk on the plane and sit wherever I wanted because the chances of me being seen are slimmer than you..." He fights back against Alex, doing as little damage as his pride would allow him. "...and two, I can just get a lift on the wind, or on the top of the plane. I have a lot more options open to me, alright skippy?" Jack smirks at Alex, who is still pissed from the last 'fat' comment. You squeeze Jacks hand and look at him, as if to say 'Down boy'. He smiles at you and steps back slightly from Alex, allowing him to calm down for a second. Alex looks at you with an expression between 'Hell no little sister' and 'Really? does he have to come?' to this you just hold Jacks hand tighter and nod at your red-faced big brother. With that, Alex turns on his heels and barks "Fine, but he IS NOT getting on the plane, you'll look mad talking to yourself (Name)." as he walks away from you in a huff. You shout a "Deal!" back to him before you tell Jack off for teasing your brother so then following behind.
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