the-soul-of-the-blue-rose:

thewinterspiritofmischief:

“Why, of course.” He whirled his staff around them and the temperature dropped down almost five degrees.

She gave him a gentle smile, before looking away from him again. She felt the temperature around her become even cooler, making her widen her smile. As the silent went on, she started to feel slightly awkward. 

Why isn’t he saying anything….doing anything?….SIGH!….

She glanced back toward him, resting her chin on her palm. She noticed him fidgeting around and her smile slowly fating away off her lips. God this feels awkward. She heard begin to whistle, she looked away for a moment, face palmed herself. 

Seriously…?..please just do something, start a topic up, hug me, tease me….something…

Darcy sighed and looked back toward him, she wasn’t liking this awkward silent. So with that thought in mind, she rose up to her feet, planted herself right beside him on the tree trunk and wrapped one of his arms around her, being quite bold. “I’ll cool down faster this way” she commented, avoiding his gaze. 

Jack found himself blushing, but he knew he had to do something. If he were to be honest, Darcy was a lovely person, and he was glad to be her friend, but he wasn’t quite sure if he was up for that level of friendship.

“Uh… Darcy?” he said, looking over at her. Since she had been bold about her feelings, he wanted to make sure that he be bold about his’. He took his arm off from the girl’s shoulder as gently as he could, and slowly backed away.

He sighed, interlocking his fingers together and resting them above his nape.

“I’m really flattered and everything,” he said, finally catching up that she was expecting some sort of affection from him. “But I’m not really into… that.” He shook his head slowly. “And frankly, if your sunburn is that bad, then you should probably go to a hospital.”