dear_mun | older jamie bc reasons.

Do so. And yeah, that was embarrassing.

[ dropping his forehead to a shoulder where he hides a groan. ]

Okay, Sophie wanted to be the Easter Bunny, so mom dressed her up in a furry pink coat and got some cheap headband-ears for her to wear while she hopped around the street with whiskers drawn on. I think that was the first time she took off her fairy-wings voluntarily after we met you all.

Anyway. [ ehhhh, chagrin. ] Single-parent family, didn't have much for a decent costume ... and I might have already chosen a blue hoodie a few months earlier. Like, right after Easter.

[ shut up, he was eight and a fanboy. ]

It had a zip and it wasn't perfect, but I spent all night before Halloween painting it with these awful white splodges that gave mom a fit when she saw. It was new, right? New clothes were meant to be off-limits. [ fondly, jamie looks down as he remembers. it also saves him having to look at jack. ] She saw I was upset, how much it meant that this ratty hoodie wasn't washed on the spot, and ... we found some sticks that evening.

[ puffing hair out of his eyes, he shakes his head. ]

It was this crappy little thing made of duct tape and paper-mache, and she insisted I had to only roll up my brown pants instead of cutting them like I wanted to, had to wear my sneakers too, but yeah.

I let her rub flour in my hair and I was Jack Frost for Halloween.

[... oh god, Jamie. Jack isn't sure whether to be embarrassed, or just pain touched. He can't help but chuckle at some things. Like how quickly he got the hoodie for Halloween. Man, he wished he could've been there to see that. It made him well up inside with joy at hearing that someone admired him on a level of the other Guardians. Sure, he knew Jamie liked him, but this much? It really made him happy.] That's easily the cutest thing I've ever heard.

It's also the sweetest. [You are getting the biggest hug ever.]

By the end of the night I was this floury mess with a snapped staff from banging it around.

[ laughing as he squeezes him back, he moans and rubs a hand over his face as if to scour off the beetroot impression creeping in. god damn it. at least there's enough frost on jack's actual hoodie to cool him down. ]

Sophie got angry with every Santa she ever saw once she met the real thing, it was so funny when she used to yell at them in the mall.

Next time, I'll just let you borrow mine so long as I can tag along. [Because that might have been a little bit easier.]

Hahaha! I'm not surprised. I bet she'd get even madder at every Easter Bunny she saw, too.

[ giving jack a look that says you would, huh, he closes his grip lightly around the real thing. it's cool and hard, and it feels a lot more authentic than half an hour of PVA glue mixed with water under a hairdryer.

palm running down the bole, he memorizes the bumps and grooves. ]

She's so into protecting animals and waging a war on fur in fashion that I just hope she turns into a bunny herself one day to hop off into the sunset with her best friend.

[ but his focus isn't really on sophie as he speaks. ]

[Yes, yes he would. Anything for his bff. He takes a step back and hands his staff over to Jamie.] You can hold it, if you want. You won't get to fly off or anything, though.

[He gives a half smile to Jamie at the last little bit, and a slight shrug of his shoulders.] You never know, she might.

I can easily see Manny making you guys spirits someday. [Jack just doesn't want it to happen now, since Jamie still has a life ahead of him.]

Hopefully not when I'm as old as Santa. That'd suck.

[ delighted, he holds the staff and doesn't even complain when it loses the frost. angling it around like he's seen jack do, he finally rests it over a shoulder and stuffs a hand in the pocket of his jacket, imitating his friend. ]

How do I look?

[ jack apparently poses like a hipster. ]

Hey, North is plenty awesome for an old guy. [Just sayin.

Jack holds his fingers over his chin, contemplating the look.] It's missing something. [And with an aha!, he snaps his fingers.] I'll get the flour.

Don't you dare! [ pulling an exaggerated face, he offers the staff back. ] It suits you better, flour and all.

[ and jamie gets fidgety thinking about getting to spend forever with his friends. ]

Santa's great, but ... I don't want to be old-old. And while we're specifying, I don't want anything to do with winter! I think you'd drive me crazy if I was your lackey.

What kind of autumn spirit gigs are going?

[ out comes the iphone, yessss he has a monster encyclopedia on it. shh. this is so happening, manny better pay attention. ]

Well, I've had it since before I was human, it better suit me. [He takes the staff back, and as soon as he touches it, frost returns to the wood. You know what, he'll just hop on top of it and perch there.] Hey! You wouldn't be my lackey! You'd be my partner.

[GET IT RIGHT, JAMIE he doesn't want you working under him, that's just weird.] Autumn spirits? Not really sure. There's probably an opening.

As much as I love you, I don't think either of us would work well as partners. People argue when they rub the wrong way. Besides, your winters are perfect just as they are.

[ there's got to be a craig's list of spirit jobs somewhere. right? that's how this stuff works. ]

Just saying it'd be fun... [His only bud for 300 years was the wind. Seriously, man.] Actually, if you did become a spirit, the first place we'd go is the Tooth Palace.

[No, Jamie, Manny does not put up lists of available spirit positions on Craig's list.]

[ maybe he should and this would be so much easier. >:( ]

Why would we go there?

[Manny does not have internet access. >:|] Well, we'd... need to get your memories back. [UNLESS JAMIE GETS LUCKY AND KEEPS HIS...]

[ whoaaaaaaa, hold up there. ]

What? Why wouldn't I know who I am?

I'm not sure if this happened for the other Guardians, but you lose your memories when you become a spirit. [Cause Manny's a jerk like that.]

That sounds ... [ really scary. ] Jack, did that happen to you?

[Nice one, Jack, now you freaked out your best friend. He nods slowly.] Yeah. I finally got them back on Easter.

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[ screwing up his face, he steps forward to seek out that arctic gaze. ]

The Easter you met me?

[He feels a little guilty, for showing him all this stuff before it even happens. Sorry, Jamie, can't quite look you in the face.] Yeah. That Easter.

[ and given how old he can hazard a guess at jack being, if tales and stories going back over the centuries are true ...

an arm slides around his waist to give a squeeze at the same moment jamie gently headbutts a forehead to linger close, lashes lowered. that's a long time not to know who you are, not to be seen. he doesn't want to let him go. ]

I'll never forget you, even if I become a spirit. Just not gonna happen.

[Those words hit Jack, and they hit him hard. It's like the first moment Jamie saw him, there's just a rush of emotions. Happiness, shock, and the overall realization that someone out there believes in Jack Frost, can see him, who puts his faith in him. After standing motionless for what seems like ages, he finally throws his arms around Jamie again for a tight hug. This is something he's always needed.] Thank you, Jamie. Thank you so much.

[If not for him, Jack probably wouldn't be where he is today.]

[ there are times when jamie doesn't want to live a normal life, when flying around and throwing snowballs all the year around seems like it could be the perfect life. he isn't the spirit of fun and mischief though, knows it well enough, (isn't anything but a normal guy) so even if they never get more than this one lifetime to be friends it's going to have to be enough. he'll be satisfied with having jack like this. just like this.

curling around him, he runs a hand up the back of that hoodie to tuck his fingers into the nape of a cool neck, letting him have his front to hide against. jamie steals the cold spot behind an ear, blue eyes and a white smile playing behind shuttered eyelids. ]

I love you, Jack.

[ in every way possible, is whispered. friends, brothers — anything else jack could imagine wanting. jamie will stand the test of time, regardless. and when he's gone and buried, he wants jack to know a heart was all his. even for a few short mortal decades.

not wanting to dump too much on him for too long (god knows that jamie doesn't trust this much emotion to scare anyone) he sways on the spot in a silly, slow dance, a hum under his breath filling the silence. ]

[Jack can feel it. Not only his heart is overflowing with emotions, but his eyes are filling up with tears. Love. It's been years, decades, generations since he's heard someone say those words to him. It's like his sister is still here with him having fun with him, laughing at his jokes, wanting to be around him. It felt so comforting and reassuring, having someone like a younger sibling around. He takes in a sharp breath, then slowly lets it out. He has to calm himself down a bit here, too many emotions flying around.] I love you, too, Jamie.

[You've always done more for me than you can possibly imagine. Once he notices that they're swaying, a few laughs escape from Jack's mouth. Yeah, he definitely needed this. Wiping out a tear or two from his eyes, he just leans against Jamie and sways with him.] I'm really glad. That you were the first person to believe in me.

[ smiling as he leans back, the swaying becomes a little more pronounced. maybe they're drunk on a love boat, let's go with that. it's the Feels Cruise and everyone has left feet, toot toot! ]

Kind of hard not to notice a big frosty dude making it snow in your room.

[ not that that's how things went down BUT W/E W/E. ]

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