Sophie's first heartbreak

Summary : Sequel to 'Sophie's first boyfriend', but can stand alone. Sophie's boyfriend just broke up with her, and Jack is the only one she'll allow to comfort her. NOT a Jack/Sophie pairing people!

Author's note: Although I have a wonderful beta, Alaia Skyhawk, who happens to also write on this fandom, English is not my first language please be kind enough to forgive any mistake slipping past her, and point them to me so I can do better next time.

This is set two years after 'Sophie's first boyfriend', which means she's now seventeen. Jack, being Jack, is still eighteen. I must insist this is NOT Jack/Sophie. I don't pair Jack with any mortal girl, or boy, be it Sophie, Jamie or anyone else. Explanation for that, from Jack himself in this chapter.

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Jamie was at a loss as to what to do to help his sister. He'd found her on his doorstep when he'd come home from work, crying her heart out and asking if she could crash into his spare bedroom. He'd tried to get her to tell him what was wrong, but the only information he'd obtained was that she'd broken up with her boyfriend – one he didn't even know she was dating to begin with. It hadn't worked out between her and Robin, and they'd broken up a few months after their first date – the one he'd sent Jack to spy upon, getting quite a tongue lashing from his sister when she'd found out.

Speaking of Jack, Jamie sincerely hoped he'd come and visit him tonight; perhaps he could help Sophie. Though the Spirit of Winter considered her as his sister, he was far less protective than Jamie, and so he'd become her confident, the one she turned to when she needed to talk about boys with someone who wasn't a girl. Part of Jamie still hoped at some point their friendship would turn into something more – he'd never feel her sister was safe with anyone but his best friend. Whenever he tried to broach the subject with Jack, however, the only reply he got was "I'm anything but a good match for your sister."

A knock on the window shook him out of his thoughts, and he turned to see Jack waiting for him to open. Speak of the devil... Jack never came through the door; for some reason, it was always the window. Jamie let his friend in, and closed the panel before saying, "I'm glad you came. Sophie's crying in the spare bedroom and she won't tell me what's wrong, much less comfort her. I thought maybe you could help...?"

Jack nodded instantly, concern for 'their' sister showing in his eyes. Even if it wasn't as much as Jamie, he always was very protective of Sophie. The Spirit of Winter set towards the room where the teenager was hiding, and knocked on the door.

"Jamie, I told you to go away!", a muffled voice yelled from inside.

"Sophie? It's Jack," he said tentatively. "Can I come in?"

There was a silence for a while, then the muffled voice answered, "Only you."

"Alright", he promised, and leaned his staff against the wall before entering the room, closing the door behind him.

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What he saw made his heart clench; a disheveled Sophie was sitting on the bed, her eyes red from crying, handkerchiefs scattered all around her while another one was in her hand. He came to sit by her side, knowing it was better to wait for her to start talking. They remained silent for a few minutes, before she said, "It's Killian. Mom and Dad are gone for a week, so I invited him to spend the evening at home..." Seeing Jack's pointed look, she hurriedly explained, "Not for that, I'm not ready at all for that... Just, you know, cuddling on the couch and watch a movie..."

"What happened then?" he asked. "Didn't he show up?"

"Oh, yes, he did," she answered gloomily. "But he'd spent the afternoon with friends, at the pub; so when he arrived, he was a bit... drunk. I let him in anyway, I thought we'd have a quiet evening while he sobered up..."

"I guess things didn't go according to plan, then?" Frost assumed.

"Not exactly," Sophie nodded. "We had a disagreement, I can't even remember about what but it turned into this big fight and, well, as I mentioned, he was a bit drunk..."

"He took my arms and started to shake me; I kicked him in the groin and I guess it sobered him up, because he apologized and he looked horrified, but... I just, I couldn't just let it go, you know? So I kicked him out and I came here... I didn't want to be alone..."

He'd never liked that Killian anyway, Frost mused. The young man had always had a bad influence on Sophie, trying to get her to skip classes and the like. He'd tried to tell her as such, of course, but go and tell a smitten, 17-year-old girl that her boyfriend is anything but perfect! Looking at her gently, he had the good grace of not saying 'I told you so', choosing instead to tell her, "You know what you have to do, right?"

"I know," she nodded. "But I... I love him so much, you know? It's so hard..."

Taking her in his arms, he rubbed her back soothingly, and whispered nonsense in her ear, all the while plotting a visit to this Killian that he wouldn't forget any time soon... Bunnymund just might want to come, as well as Jamie once he told them both about this. Sure the teenager couldn't see them, but that wouldn't stop him from freezing his balls off, or Bunny from using his boomerangs... He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Sophie pull back from the embrace, or consider him carefully before leaning forward; only the feeling of warm lips upon his own brought him back to reality. His eyes widened as he realized she was actually kissing him.

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As gently as he could, he pulled away from the kiss; he didn't want to hurt her, but there was no way he could accept that; especially from a girl he'd known almost all her life.

"This is a very bad idea, Sophie," he told her kindly. "Trust me, you don't want that."

"Why not?" she insisted. "You're the nicest guy I've ever met, you always look out for me, you're good-looking and of course you're the only one my brother would approve of..."

He sighed; he should have known he'd have to explain this at some point. "I also freeze anything and anyone I touch, which means you'd get cold whenever I kissed you. I have to be away half of the year to bring winter to the South, with no way of contacting you during that time. Only children can see me, which would make any public date most awkward. And last but not least, I'm stuck at eighteen, in case you hadn't noticed. When I first saw you, you were two-years-old; now you're fifteen years older, while I haven't aged and never will age a day. In a couple of decades, you'll look like my mother, and after that, my grandmother."

"And if that wasn't the case?" she asked. "Would you want me then?"

"No, Sophie," he answered honestly, "because as I said, I met you when you were two. I see you as my sister, nothing else. I'm sure sometime you'll meet a nice guy; but," he stressed out, "that guy can never be me."

She mused about it for a while, before asking, "How old are you? I mean, how long have you been the Spirit of Winter?"

"Three hundreds years, give or take," he replied truthfully. Her eyes widened, "You must be terribly lonely! Watching all those children grow up, live, and die... Knowing you can never be with any girl... Or boy, for that matter," she added mischievously.

Jack choked on his breath at that last part; while he knew, of course, these things existed and were perfectly natural, he'd grown up in a time where they were heavily frowned upon. Looking at Sophie though, he could see that she'd only said that to tease him, and laughed kind-heartedly before sobering up.

"I've grown used to it," he replied after a moment of thought. "And it's not like I'm all alone anyway; I have the other Guardians to keep me company..."

"Oh, tell me again the story about how you met them!" She pleaded, hoping to lighten the mood.

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He smirked knowingly at her attempt, but indulged her nonetheless. By the time he reached the moment where he'd comforted Toothiana after the fairies had been taken, Sophie clicked her fingers as though she'd just found the answer to a riddle.

"Here's who you should date!" she exclaimed excitedly. "Tooth!"

"What?" he said with incredulity. "Wherever did you get an idea like that?"

"Well I haven't seen her since that day in the Warren, but from what you're telling me, it's quite obvious she has a crush on you," the girl pointed out. "And there's no reason you shouldn't, she's immortal like you, and a Guardian, and obviously she can see you..."

Jack let her ramble about all the reasons he and Tooth would be a perfect match; as long as she was set on matchmaking mode, she wasn't thinking about Killian or trying to kiss him... He'd have to ask the only female Guardian about this crush though, if only to clear the air...

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This is it, people. I hope you enjoyed it; I tried to share with everyone why I think Jack/OC, Jack/Jamie, or Jack/Sophie isn't such a good idea. I won't even talk about Jack/Bunny (he's a rabbit people! When did zoophilia become legal or even romantic or sexy?) or Jack/Pitch (seriously y'all? Where does that even come from?)

I understand wanting the good-looking main character to have a romance, but please try to think it through... No offense meant for anyone, though. Everyone's entitled to their own opinion.