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Jack Frost X Child!Reader
'I'm so cold.' You thought to yourself, trying to find your way out of the waist-deep snow. "Why did my mummy and daddy leave me? T-They said they would come b-back!" You found a big. sturdy tree-good enough for you to hide under. You crawled towards the tree, and laid against the tree. You started crying, missing your parents.
~Flash Back~
(Y/N)! W-we *Your mother coughs badly* are g-going somewhere!" You looked at both of your parents, something didn't look right. Your eyes watered, you were a clingy child, which meant you didn't like being alone. "W-why? W-will you come b-back?" Your parents smiled weakly.
Your father kneeled to your height, and ruffled your hair weakly."Yes, I promise y-you we will c-come back. *Coughs*" Your father returned to his normal height, shaking slightly. "W-we will be going now." And before you could protest, they closed the door behind them.
*Three Weeks Later...*
They never came back. You heard the phone ring, you hoped it was your parents so you ran to the phone, and answered it. "Hello?" "Hello, is this (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?" "Y-yes, why?" You were hoping it had something good to do with your parents. "I am sorry but your parents died."
You dropped the phone.
~End of Flashback~
You didn't realize you were crying out loudly. Suddenly a crunch of snow was heard. You tried to stop crying but you couldn't. 'You're left all alone.' A haunting voice said to you in your mind. "Hey... are you alright?" You lifted your head up from your knees, and looked at the direction the voice was coming from.
He was in front of you, his shimmering white snow-like hair shining like the bright sun. He had a navy sweatshirt on, with frost covering some parts of the sweatshirt. He had tan brown pants, tattered just above his ankle. He had some frost on his pants as well, and electrifying blue eyes. They held worry in his eyes.
You were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts by the mysterious person coming towards you. You thought he was going to hurt you, so you whimpered. "Hey, I won't hurt you." "P-Promise?" You asked the boy weakly. "I promise." He picked you up. "Now, mind telling me your name, squirt?" "M-my name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." "What a beautiful name, (Y/N). "My name is Jack Frost."
You froze, you remember your grandparents telling you stories of Jack Frost. "Y-You are that Guardian, t-that my grandma told m-me about!" Jack smiled at your statement, and started flying up. "W-what the! P-Please don't d-drop me!" You said into Jack's clothed chest. "Why would I do that?" He said, holding you tighter but being careful to not suffocate you.
*Quick Time Skip*
You noticed Jack stopped flying. "Were here, squirt!" You removed your head from Jack's clothed chest, and looked around. The first thing you saw was a huge building, but some of it was covered in ice, like it's a hideout. "Is this a hideout?" You blurted out loud without thinking.
Jack laughed, for some reason it made your face burn up slightly. You slipped out of Jack's grasp, but before you could run away, Jack's freezing cold hand grasped yours.You looked at Jack, but he just winked.
"Where are we?" You asked Jack shy-fully. "It's a surprise." He smiled at you, and both of you walked towards the work-shop. Eventually you got there, and entered the work-shop. "Whoa! Is, is this Santa's Work Shop?!" You asked Jack enthusiastically.He nodded, and was about to talk but was cut of by a loud booming voice.
"Jack! It has been a long time!" A huge person- from what you could tell was Santa, except instead of white fur it is black. He has naughty on one of his arms, and nice on this other arm. You could tell he was a nice person as well. "Santa!" Your eyes lit up with happiness, and he smiled, but then he looked at Jack. "Jack, why did you bring a child here?"
When he said that, your eyes saddened. Jack noticed this, and whispered to the man known as Santa "I will tell you later." Santa- or North had a suspicious glint in his eyes, wondering what Jack will tell him. Jack looked back to you, and you wondered off to see what the elves were doing.
"Squirt! Want to have a snowball fight!" You looked over to Jack, and smiled. Your heart was bursting of joy, and you nodded.
And ever since then, you and Jack have been the best of friends.
(This is my first story on DA, please don't judge.
Y/N: Your name.
Y/L/N: Your last name.)
'I'm so cold.' You thought to yourself, trying to find your way out of the waist-deep snow. "Why did my mummy and daddy leave me? T-They said they would come b-back!" You found a big. sturdy tree-good enough for you to hide under. You crawled towards the tree, and laid against the tree. You started crying, missing your parents.
~Flash Back~
(Y/N)! W-we *Your mother coughs badly* are g-going somewhere!" You looked at both of your parents, something didn't look right. Your eyes watered, you were a clingy child, which meant you didn't like being alone. "W-why? W-will you come b-back?" Your parents smiled weakly.
Your father kneeled to your height, and ruffled your hair weakly."Yes, I promise y-you we will c-come back. *Coughs*" Your father returned to his normal height, shaking slightly. "W-we will be going now." And before you could protest, they closed the door behind them.
*Three Weeks Later...*
They never came back. You heard the phone ring, you hoped it was your parents so you ran to the phone, and answered it. "Hello?" "Hello, is this (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?" "Y-yes, why?" You were hoping it had something good to do with your parents. "I am sorry but your parents died."
You dropped the phone.
~End of Flashback~
You didn't realize you were crying out loudly. Suddenly a crunch of snow was heard. You tried to stop crying but you couldn't. 'You're left all alone.' A haunting voice said to you in your mind. "Hey... are you alright?" You lifted your head up from your knees, and looked at the direction the voice was coming from.
He was in front of you, his shimmering white snow-like hair shining like the bright sun. He had a navy sweatshirt on, with frost covering some parts of the sweatshirt. He had tan brown pants, tattered just above his ankle. He had some frost on his pants as well, and electrifying blue eyes. They held worry in his eyes.
You were suddenly snapped out of your thoughts by the mysterious person coming towards you. You thought he was going to hurt you, so you whimpered. "Hey, I won't hurt you." "P-Promise?" You asked the boy weakly. "I promise." He picked you up. "Now, mind telling me your name, squirt?" "M-my name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." "What a beautiful name, (Y/N). "My name is Jack Frost."
You froze, you remember your grandparents telling you stories of Jack Frost. "Y-You are that Guardian, t-that my grandma told m-me about!" Jack smiled at your statement, and started flying up. "W-what the! P-Please don't d-drop me!" You said into Jack's clothed chest. "Why would I do that?" He said, holding you tighter but being careful to not suffocate you.
*Quick Time Skip*
You noticed Jack stopped flying. "Were here, squirt!" You removed your head from Jack's clothed chest, and looked around. The first thing you saw was a huge building, but some of it was covered in ice, like it's a hideout. "Is this a hideout?" You blurted out loud without thinking.
Jack laughed, for some reason it made your face burn up slightly. You slipped out of Jack's grasp, but before you could run away, Jack's freezing cold hand grasped yours.You looked at Jack, but he just winked.
"Where are we?" You asked Jack shy-fully. "It's a surprise." He smiled at you, and both of you walked towards the work-shop. Eventually you got there, and entered the work-shop. "Whoa! Is, is this Santa's Work Shop?!" You asked Jack enthusiastically.He nodded, and was about to talk but was cut of by a loud booming voice.
"Jack! It has been a long time!" A huge person- from what you could tell was Santa, except instead of white fur it is black. He has naughty on one of his arms, and nice on this other arm. You could tell he was a nice person as well. "Santa!" Your eyes lit up with happiness, and he smiled, but then he looked at Jack. "Jack, why did you bring a child here?"
When he said that, your eyes saddened. Jack noticed this, and whispered to the man known as Santa "I will tell you later." Santa- or North had a suspicious glint in his eyes, wondering what Jack will tell him. Jack looked back to you, and you wondered off to see what the elves were doing.
"Squirt! Want to have a snowball fight!" You looked over to Jack, and smiled. Your heart was bursting of joy, and you nodded.
And ever since then, you and Jack have been the best of friends.
(This is my first story on DA, please don't judge.
Y/N: Your name.
Y/L/N: Your last name.)
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If your able please make a part two! I would love to continue to read this! Also I am not forcing at all you get to do what you want! have a beautiful day!