#frostypeterpan

Jack smiled, slowly falling asleep in Flake’s arms, snuggled into his side comfortably.

To say that Flake was happy would be a major understatement, he was radiating with joy and pride, he was allowed to kiss Jack, he was allowed to hold him. He gently rubbed his soulmate’s back, unable to do anything but to look at him, to admire him, a soft smile playing around his lips. “Jack” he whispered to himself, loving how the sound flowed from his lips.

Jack looked down at him, fighting back the tears as he shook his head,

"I’m so disappointed." he whispered, looking down at Flake with tears in his eyes, "I can’t… Can’t talk to you right now," he murmured choking back a sob, "f-find me later. I-I have to go to class now." he turned away and ran out of the school.

Flake  only continued sobbing into his arms, not even able to stammer an apology. "Jack..." he cried when his boyfriend was long gone, and  then slammed his head back against the wall. Why couldn't he fucking do a thing right at least for once? He had disappointed Jack, the only person that mattered. He would always disappoint him. 

Maybe it was better if he just disappered? Maybe he should just run away and vanish from Jack's life? That way, he wouldn't hurt him anymore...

"No... no, Jack!" Flake cried, sinking down onto his knees next to his boyfriend's cold body, throwing himself over him, hugging him to his chest. "Jack... Jack!" he called, shaking him, desperately, his tears soaking the other's shirt. "NO!" he yelled when someone tried to pull him away, clinging to the corpse. "NO, no, he will be back, he's just pretending, he... he can't be dead!" he cried, refusing to believe it, though deep down, he knew it. He knew that it was over. "Jack... Jack... Jack... Jack, don't leave me..."

Three days later, Flake reached out with a shaking hand, scooping up a little bit of soil, dropping it on the coffin as it was lowered into the grave, then dumped the flowers into it. He looked up as it started to snow. Snow. Snowflakes. He stood there, unmoving, not reacting to anyone's condolences. He stood there when everyone was long gone, watching the snow lay a soft blanket over the one he loved, burying him. "At least it's your element" he whispered, tears freezing on his cheeks. 

"My Jack... my soulmate..." he whispered as the sun began to rise and he was finally dragged off by the graveyard guard. "I love you... I miss you..."

A few days later, there was a fresh layer of snow on the grave, and a letter sitting on top of it. 

Dearest Jack, 

My soulmate. I don't know why I am writing this letter to someone who is dead, but maybe I have no one else to talk to anyway. I miss the hell out of you. I can't spend a second without thinking about you, I can't look anywhere to see all the snow, to see something that reminds me of you. I am so lonely, Jack, and my heart just hurts. I miss you, I don't want to be alone. But I won't be alone much longer. I will join you. I will join you tonight. I will come back to your grave, and I will join you. Forever. I love you, Jack. I can't wait to finally see you again. Please wait for me.

Love, 

Flake.

Flake turned away, tears running down his cheeks. "You don't. You don't love me. I knew it already. Don't even try to pretend. I see it in your eyes, I still am nothing but a monster for you. You still think that all I will ever do is calling my friends to beat you up. Stop pretending, Jack. You don't love me."

Grab a marker and write something on my muse!frostypeterpan

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                “Really Jack? That’s incredibly immature of you.

                Absolutely crude.” She chastised him, but couldn’t

As usual, Flake was in a hurry. But today, as he was on his way to his English lesson, he was just staring at his wrist, as his time was counting down. Five seconds left. He looked up, trying to figure out who it was, but there were too many to say who would be next to him in five seconds. He looked down again. Two. One. Zero. "Ouch." He looked up, almost annoyed, then realised that that must be his soulmate. "Hey" he said, putting on a smile. Before suddenly, his face dropped. God. Not him. Yes, he had had a crush on him in forever. But whenever he even dared to say something only half-bad about him, his friends would beat him up. Well, his friends beat the other up, too. On a daily basis, actually. Flake wondered if the other even realised he always tried to hold them back.

(hell yes dear!) Send me 'pinned' and my character will react to yours pinning them against the wall