ROTG Jack Frost x Reader

Chapter 6

Jack stuck around until you had to leave for work. You both sat in your living room enjoying each other’s company. He sat across from you and asked questions about yourself. While you did the same to him. He seemed very interested in learning about you, who you were, what you’re like, it was like playing twenty questions.

When you go to work you hung up your jacket and went through your normal routine. Today you worked 3 P.M till closing time. As the day dragged on slowly you would think about Jack. Stuck around you when ever he could and you enjoyed his company when he did. While working today he was off in New York, he said something about delivering some ice.

As you work the hours dragged by painfully and soon everyone filtered out of the restaurant leaving you alone. You sigh as you clean up the bar. The music plays from the jukebox that rests on the wall just to the left of the bar. The song starts to cut out and becomes static. You watch it as if it were to jump off the wall. Nothing happens. Raises an eyebrow you put the mug down that you were drying and walk around to the jukebox. The lights were still on the jukebox, they changed colors lighting up your face with purples, blues, reds, and yellow.

You flip through the tracks and pick your song seeing if it would play. The song starts to fill air around you but then the song cuts out again. This time from the static a laugh echos through the room. Stepping back you look around raising your hands slightly.

“These were you spend your time?” Pitch says.

You turn in shock looking at him. He sits on one of the stools at the bar his shoulders square and proper. He stands from the stool walking over towards you. He seems to have no respect for your personal space. Like the last time he visited you he stood close, towering over you. He smiles at you as a unfamiliar song starts to play. Its slow almost old timing like. His hand extends out. Looking at his grey hand you step back.

“May I have this dance? Its been a while sense I have had a dance.” his voice is smooth and velvety.

You hesitate staring at him. His presence gives you an unpleasant feeling but yet some how is charming in a way. He doesn't give you a chance to respond as he pulls you close gently. His left hand on your waist and his right cradles your hand. As he starts to move you follow almost gliding across the floor effortlessly.

“I am sorry if my previous encounter was ... Uncomfortable or terrifying”. He says as he looks at you.

Now that you even closer you know the unpleasant feeling. It is fear. Your heart begins to race as your hands become sweaty.

“So I see you are fond of Jack after all?” he asks as he watches you.

You remember his warning from before, about becoming close to Jack.  He spins you and brings you close again. You are speechless as you both glide around the floor. You feel the heat rise to your face as he mentions Jack. A dark smile seems to spread across his face as he sees your reaction.

“I have warned you have I not?” he says.

You look at him, your mind blank. He seems proud that you seem fearful and scared to speak. The lights flicker around both of you as black whips seem to stretch across the windows. It looks like sand. The power finally goes out and you stop gliding with Pitch and hands drop to your sides. The lights quickly go back on, looking around you see pitch standing a few steps away from you.

The black sand has covered the windows. Panic seems to set in. He glares at you as he walks towards you. You back instantly until you are against the wall. He towers over you as he glares down at you.