Winter Melody (On hold and under editing)
~JACK FROST X READER~ "My heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittery gold, There is nothing that can console me, but my jolly sailor bold." His hair is white as snowfall, His touch is ice cold, My happiness attend him wherever he goes, From Burgess, up to North Pole, I will wander, weep and moan, All for my jolly sailor bold, until he does return. But my jolly sailor bold isn't a sailor, in fact he's not even human. He's a spirit actually. A winter spirit to be exact.