“Basically.” Alois chuckled, pressing a kiss to the hair in front of Jack’s ear. “Doesn’t it remind you of someone?” Teasing, of course, he sat back again, nudging the spirit with his foot. “We can read something else, if you want to.”

“—Oh.” Alois had to bite back his grin at the piece Jack had picked. Deciding against warning him, he stayed leaning back on the couch and listened until he couldn’t help but grin and laugh as Jack froze in confusion. Sitting up, he leaned over Jack’s shoulder to regard the book in his hands.

“No, no. Think… dirtier.” He snickered, “Or just keep reading.”

“Which Greek one?” Alois chuckled, sitting up a little, with a flicker of discomfort, to watch Jack pluck one of the books from the shelves. A lot of the books he simply hadn’t read, he wasn’t even entirely sure what he had. There were a handful of Greek plays, and he’d only flicked through one or two. 

“Don’t make me sick.” Alois snarked playfully, stretching out as he was placed down on the couch, shifting to curl one leg up underneath himself. “You can stay. Maybe you should find something for us to read.”

Alois sighed, rolling his eyes as his hand was kissed and he was lifted up off the ground, relaxing all his weight into Jack. He was the reason Alois was on the ground after all, so he could carry him with no assistance, not even an arm around his neck. “What would happen if I made you sit right close to the fireplace? Will you melt? Because that sounds rather tempting right now.”

The proper chance to catch up, sure, but when he did he’ll wish he hadn’t. Of course Alois had slipped on the sheet of ice, toppling back with a flail of limbs and a cry to land hard on his backside, an ache shooting up his spine so he simply flopped back against the floor, head tipped back so that he could scowl at Jack as he approached. “You’re not getting a kiss.”

“Actually,” Alois started, as he shifted in Jack’s grip and just as quickly as his legs were wrapped around him, they were down again. He wriggled, batting Jack’s hands out of his hair and out of them. “I think you should catch me before I let you kiss me. And no cheating. Stay on your feet.”

He grinned, before turning and sprinting for the door, slamming it shut the moment he had slipped through and into the halls.

my mom is very emotional about robotic vacuum cleaners.

“Hey-!” Alois yelped, slightly startled to be suddenly grabbed, but he relaxed into Jack’s hold soon enough, reaching up to curl his hands into the front of the spirit’s shirt. He sighed, tipping his head forehead to lean into his chest. “You just made mine.”

I’m not entirely sure who you are sweet anon. I have a niggle but I hate openly assuming. Regardless, thank you and I love you too uwu

“Oh, for God’s sake.” Alois rolled his eyes, stepping back again to shake his head. “I thought you weren’t meant to mess around with the seasons. You made such a show about leaving… I missed you, too.”

He’d know that voice anywhere.

“—Jack?” He turned sharp on his heel, but the winter sprite was dreaming if he thought he’d be greeted lovingly. The little Earl’s face instantly turned into a frown, and he closed the distance only to slam a fist in Jack’s shoulder, hard and repeatedly. “What the Hell! I bloody knew you had something to do with it, I thought you were gone for the season-!”

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