"Oh my God, Jack! Just sit still for a moment!"
The hyper ice prince paused in his skating around for a second, just long enough for you to get the dishes safely in their cabinet. Walking past him as he began sliding once more on the frozen tiles of your kitchen, you snatched the staff from his hands, not pausing once.
The ice melted. "Hey! (F/n)!" he began his chase after you, bare feet slipping a bit on the smooth tile. You simply ignored him and brought the staff in your room with you, locking the door for good measure.
Jack pounded on the door and groaned, "(F/n)!"
"Go clean something!" you shouted out to him, raising the volume of your music until you couldn't hear him, "And no skating in the house!"
Humming along to the loud music blaring from your stereo, you threw yourself down onto your bed and picked up your sketch pad and pencil, cleaning up your latest sketch.
But, when the song changed to one of your favorites, you hopped up, grinning to yourself. You shouted the lyrics into the air, barely loud enough to be heard over the dominating music, and began to dance energetically to the hypnotising rhythm.
Your (e/c) eyes slid shut and you continued to spin around your room, only slightly shocked and severely ticked to see your indigent little houseguest standing in your doorway, a sly smirk painted on his face and the frosted remains of your lock laying shattered on the floor.
Sighing, you turned the music off, avoiding the chilling gaze of Jack's ice blue eyes.
"You know," you said, your voice holding a hint of warning, "you're going to have to pay me back for that."
The teen took a step closer to you, "Oh yeah?" his voice rumbled lowly, the smirk never fading from his face. He kept coming closer, backing you until your knees hit the edge of your bed. "And, uh," his face was inches away from yours, some of his longer, snowy hairs tickled your forehead, "How, exactly, will I be paying you back?"
Blushing crimson, you looked away from the strange mythical man, but his angled face followed you, eyes shining and dangerous.
Huffing, you pushed him away. "No, Jack, ew. One kiss was enough from you."
The pale boy pouted, and mumbled to himself, "Well I rather enjoyed it."
A sarcastic laugh escaped from your chest, loud and staccato. When you dropped it, you voice was flat, "Of course you did."
There was that wicked grin of his again, "And you did too."
You were already in the doorway, cleaning up the frozen remains of your lock. "No. I didn't."
"Yeah," the boy sauntered closer to you, hands in his hoodie's pocket, "You did."
Shaking your head, you chose to ignore him as you dropped the cold metal onto your desk, unsure whether or not to throw it away.
Jack, in the meanwhile, flopped down on your bed, laying his head on your pillow and stretching his arms above his head before weaving his fingers together under the base of his neck.
Glaring at him, unamused, you nudged his side in an attempt to get him off of your bed. He didn't. Wanting to get back to drawing, you attempted to sit on the edge of your bed, but he just moved closer, making the only room on the other side of the bed.
With a sigh and a light blush, you carefully placed one hand on each side of the man. Thankfully, his ice blue eyes were closed or he would've seen the closeness of your faces. You held your breath, stretching one sweat-clad leg over his body and placing it lightly on the mattress, trying not to alert him of your movements.
Putting more weight on your hands, you managed to pull your other leg up onto the bed. Just as you were about to swing over and get on the open spot of bed, Jack's blue eyes snapped open and he smirked.
"God damn!" you sighed as he lifted his arms from behind his head, wrapping them instead around your neck as he tugged you down onto his chest. Your blush grew, but you wrapped your own arms around his lean waist, listening to his heartbeat while he nuzzled his face in your (h/c) hair.
"I hate you so much," you muttered, hugging him closer to you.
He returned your grip, planting a light kiss on the top of your head, "Yeah. I know."