Impure

Chapter 1: Burgess

Jack Frost glided along the cold wind occasionally waving his staff lazily to form a beautiful floral display of Frost on the roads of Burgess. He sighed happily as he used the wind's current to swirl gracefullt through the air occasionally have to miss a particularly tall tree or building. He made his way to his beloved pond to make sure the ice was still thick as he was wary and always careful that the events that had befallen him must never repeat. Satisfied that the ice was safe he added Frost to the surrounding trees leaving behind the beautiful pattern once again. He smiled warmly at his work, there was always something special about winter in Burgess, this was afterall where it had all happened. Jack decided it was time to visit Jamie as he hadn't seen him in a while. Jamie of course had grown up and was now taller than Jack at age 20. However, he was one of the few adults that had retained his belief in the Guardians to which Jack was ever thankful.

He floated gracefully towards Jamie's house with a big grin on his face, excited to see his best friend. He dropped down onto the window ledge and peered into Jamie's room, he was back from college for the winter holidays and still had his suitcase laid out on the floor. Jack gazed around the room it had changed a lot from when they first met. Gone were the drawings of their adventures, replaces with photos of friends and posters. However, there was one drawing that remained, slightly yellowed from the many years that it had hung on the wall, it was a drawing of Jamie and Jack with big mischevious grins spread across their faces. Jamie had tried to replace it with a photo once but found that Jack didn't appear on the screen. And so had kept the drawing of his Best Friend instead.

The door opened and the lights blazed on in the room as Jamie stretched and stepped into his old room. He spotted the Frost on the window and ran excitedly towards them, throwing them open only to be disappointed by the abscence of Jack. Jamie took a step back, turned towards his bed and sighed, closing his eyes and stretching once again, as he did this Jack enterered the room with a mischevious smile and placed his hands on Jamie's hips, making him giggle and gasp at the same time. Jamie turned round and threw his arms arounds Jack, pulling him into a long and comfortable hug. Jamie sighed happily as he felt Jack's familiar cold body tucked in his larger one. Jack noticed that Jamie had put on some muscle weight which emphasized that Jamie was now older than him in appearance to which he silently huffed. They pulled apart and sat facing each other on Jamie's bed.

"I'll be here for 4 weeks!" Jamie started, excitedly.
"Great, plenty of time to play," Jack exclaimed childishly, unaware that Jamie was well past the appropriate age to spend his whole holiday playing outside in the snow.

They spent the next hour catching up on one another's live, Jamie telling Jack stories of the parties he'd been to whilst Jack told stories of snow days and tricks that he had been playing on the ever annoyed Bunnymund. Jack sighed in content as he allowed a few snowflakes to float in the chilled air which always caused a big smile to be plastered on Jamie's face.

Jack did not however realise that Jamie was instead concentrating on his features. Jamie stared intently into the large blue eyes in front of him, the pale skin and his always flawless white hair. His eyes trailed down Jack's neck, eargerly wanting to know what was beneath his commonly worn and frost-bitten hoodie. He followed the tightly clad legs down to his pale, bare feet which were somehow always clean. Jack was sat semi-crossed legged with one leg stretched out and just touching Jamie's knee. Jamie resisted running his hand up Jack's leg and instead tried to refocus back in on the conversation...

"... almost fell down but I managed to slide his sledge round to a safe place, it was amazing if only he could have seen his rescuer," Jack laughed, which Jamie nervously joined in with.
"Ahh... I've been talking too much," Jack announced, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"you're right! You have..." Jamie hissed, and Jack looked surprised.

Jamie's expression suddenly changed into a large smile as he tackled Jack and gently tickled his sides and elicited the sweet songbird like laughter, which he had craved. Jamie's hands however wandered a little too low before he realised, but Jack was still smiling and laughing, this encouraged Jamie more as he dipped his hand under the Jacket and lightly caressed the milky, smooth skin beneath. His hands rose up and brushed against Jack's nipples and Jamie noticed the faint purple blush forming on Jack's cheeks as he continued to laugh gently. Jamie dipped his hand lower to the delicate, and ever so sensitively, ticklish skin just before Jack's boxers. He suddenly dipped his hand under the waistband and Jack sucked in a quick breath, his eyes wide with confusion. When he realised where Jamie had ventured he quickly pulled away until his back was resting against the headboard, looking confused and startled. Jamie's heart was racing, was this a rejection?

"I... Jack... I... I love you, I've always loved you and I thought you love me back?" Jamie questioned unable to keep the shakiness out of his voice.
"What... Jamie were friends... best friends...?" Jack questioned before a smirk crossed his face.
"Haha, stop joking now Jamie... we... I should get back to my duties, " he finished nervously.

Jamie's face grew angry and he pushed himself across the bed, smashing his hot mouth violently against Jack's icy lips. Jack gasped and pushed Jamie off of him but Jamie came back for more. He moved his hand once again under the shirt and felt Jack stop struggling, feeling relieved he looked up at Jack. His smile faded however when he saw the crystal tears falling from the smaller boy. Jack quickly rubbed his eyes.

"I don't want you... I don't want this. I want our friendship back, like it was... just friends." Jack mumbled, refusing to make eye contact.

Jamie felt many emotions with that sentence; regret, embarrassment and finally anger. There was no one he could have felt so strongly towards Jack unless there was some sort of reason or incentive.

"You've led me on!" he shouted, anger evident across his usually calm features.
"No... I never..." Jack mumbled weakly before being interrupted.
"Yes you did, you did this on purpose, you made me love you so much Jack. It feels like my heart is about to burst with you. This... is all your fault..." Jamie said menacingly. "I'll take you as an apology... I deserve this Jack, i've loved you for so long."

Jack couldn't think of a response. Had he really led him on. But he had never had thoughts of taking their relationship further, he had always loved Jamie as if he were a ... brother. Jack gasped, maybe Jamie had mistaken Jack's love as attraction, he felt so ashamed of what he had done to Jamie that he didn't put up a fight and just closed his eyes as Jamie pushed him down and pinned his hands above his head. Jamie brushed his lips against Jack's in a test before slipping his tongue in Jack's mouth eliciting a grunt from Jack, who had squeezed his eyes shut and willed the kiss to end. Jamie's hand ventured to the front of Jack's trouser and his eyes opened wide at the contact, he started to struggle, this was not what he wanted. However, Jamie ignored Jack's apparent discomfort and slip his hand under Jack's boxer and touched Jack's crotch. Jack bucked up and threw Jamie off of him.

"No... I don't want this... " he stammered as he scrambled towards the window, "Jamie... I'm sorry... "
"Get out! Get out, you slut! You've led me on, I loved you. You stupid slut..." Jamie yelled, edging towards Jack menacingly.

Jack whimpered, letting the tears fall on his face, wondering how he had ever got into this situation. He tried to apologise once more before fleeing from the room to his precious lake.