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Elsa Luck was never flustered. She also never found herself in a half-naked, hot stranger's apartment at half past two in the morning either. Not until now.

"So, what would you like to drink?" He asked her even as he placed an ice-cold water in front of her.

"Would you like some coffee?" She watched rather calmly (she hoped that was what she looked like because she wasn't sure she knew what calm was at the moment) as Jack—"just Jack" he told her earlier and a little while after her best friend abandoned her when she let his full name Jackson, slip her lips before he had even introduced himself, and she chastised herself of all those times spent accidentally eavesdropping on a group of sophomores— moved around the kitchen. Elsa didn't know why the hell she was feeling this way, but she had read lots of books and had been surrounded by people like her sister all her life to know exactly what was causing her to feel whatever this is. "Or do you prefer hot cocoa?" Talk about overreacting.

"Cocoa would be great, please," She noted how not only his ass was a sight to behold, he also has a stock of cocoa— two things that the opposite sex she had encountered so far in her life rarely possessed at the same time.

Jack muttered something with the words thanks and a hiccup.

They stayed in silence until Jack placed a mug in front of her, standing on the opposite side of the counter. The smell felt alluring and he watched her closely as she took a sip, seemingly waiting for her judgement.

Being a chocolate nerd, Elsa had tasted a lot of cocoa drinks that were beyond amazing but she swore this one seemed to be even richer and creamier and Elsa felt she just tasted heaven. She couldn't help the moan from escaping her lips.

"Oh my God." She gushed. "Where did you buy this, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Not to boast but this is an organic cocoa fresh from Paris. I made my friend buy it for me when he was there. I forgot where exactly, though. Don't worry, I'll ask him again for you when he arrives tomorrow." Jack answered, smiling and looking satisfied at her reaction. "By the way, is it okay if you wait here for a moment?"

She nodded, taking another sip. It's not like she's going anywhere, what with the firetrucks outside and her best friend still missing after she abandoned Elsa awhile ago. Now that she thought of it, it was clear Teresa left her because she saw Jack going their way and not because she had something to attend to. That traitor. At least I get to ogle Jack in his boxer brief a little bit longer. Wait. What? Anna and Teresa were surely rubbing off on her.

She was still chastising herself for thinking something like that when Jack returned, clothing in hand.

"So… There are only three of us in here and we don't really have women clothes around. I- uh- are you fine wearing this? I thought you'd be more comfortable wearing something. Not that you're wearing nothing under- I mean… Here." They were both blushing profusely while Jack handed Elsa a blue sweater and a pair of shorts.

Elsa knew Jack was a man who had good taste in fashion. She also knew that he had used a blue sweater, one too many times in the span of time that he had lived in the neighborhood and it was the very same one she was holding. She was just about to hand it back to him and refuse but caught herself outright. What was she going to tell him? Surely not the fact that she kind of knew it was his favorite because she had been watching him from a distance while pretending she didn't see him, especially when someone she knew was around. And there wasn't any other reason she could think of. Unless she tells him she preferred staying naked in his apartment.

She uttered a shy thanks and followed Jack as he led her to the bathroom.

Four and a half hour later, after their talks about almost anything and everything under the sun and a lot of laughter and smiles, and of course blushing on Elsa's part because Jack was… just as he was described by the people whom had been graced by his presence, they stood outside her apartment (thankfully, the fire was put out before it reached their apartment), Elsa wearing the sweater that was a bit larger on her than she expected (not that she had imagined wearing it before, nope) and the shorts she had to pin to stop falling from her hips, and hugging the towel on her chest because no bra, duh.

"Thank you again. For your company and everything else," She said, facing him. He was now fully dressed as her (much to Elsa's 'no, I'm not disappointed' disappointment).

"As I've said, you're always welcome." He said, giving her a genuine smile. "By the way, I'll just text you about the love of your life. Although you can always text me if you want a more, I'll save all of him just for you." He winked at her and they both shared a laugh. Elsa might have mentioned her love for all things chocolate and how she fell in love with the cocoa drink a little earlier. Jack had teased her since.

"I will pass by the laundry shop later so I might be able to return your clothes on Thursday. Is that okay with you?"

"No problem. Actually, you can return them whenever. We have each other's number now anyway, and I know where to find you so I can just text or come over when I feel like I've been separated with my clothes too long, you know."

Jack gave a smirk her way then (she wondered just how many girls fell victim to that), eyes twinkling with half mischief, half something else. "Besides, I like seeing you in it. Next to you wearing nothing but a towel of course." He added, followed by a wink and his signature cheeky smile (no, she still didn't watch him whenever they cross paths too often) she couldn't stop the further burning on her face as she once again became very conscious on her clothing state or lack thereof awhile ago— and oh my god, I need Anna's book on how to flirt 1.0. Someone send help!

Just then, Teresa burst opened the door with a look that told Elsa she had been standing behind it the whole time. And that she knew Elsa needed saving. Any thought of questioning their friendship because of the girl's abandonment was forgotten.

"Hey Els! I thought you were kidnapped or something when you didn't return. You know, an hour ago after the commotion had gone down."

Elsa rolled her eyes, smiling (still gratefully) at her. "Jack, this is Teresa. Teresa, Jack."

"A pleasure to finally meet you, Jack." Teresa said, extending her hand to shake his with the grin Elsa all too well knew was trouble.

"The pleasure is all mine."

Teresa was about to say something else but Elsa had raced her to it. "So I guess this is my cue. Thanks again Jack." She said, pushing a frowning Teresa back inside and giving Jack a small wave.

As soon as Jack said his goodbye and started walking back to his apartment, Elsa slowly closed the door (his ass really looked nice even from a distance) until, she heard Teresa shout behind her.

"By the way, Jack! Elsa thinks your ass looks nice!"

She felt all the blood rushing to her face as she watched Jack stop in his tracks, and she shut the door with a bang before he could respond.

An all too familiar laugh and the sound of footsteps running up the stairs were heard behind her.

Elsa had decided.

Teresa was dead.

Author's note :

Hi! If you haven't read my Bio, not that I mind if you won't, I was previously overdeque. I already posted Chapter 1 of this in that account so for those of you who found it a familiar, that's why. Anyway…

Aaaah~ (/#^.^#\) I think I wrote this one back in 2015? Hehe. Finally! Finally! I never planned on posting this if I don't get to finish all the other AUs I started years ago, but it seems like my brain likes hoarding more and more story ideas and writing other non ff stuff, instead of focusing and finishing them one by one. I took pity on my younger self for having written this and never posting so tada~.

Shoutout to Nlresda123, SharKohen (thanks so much for the advice!), WeirdWerewolfFan, Nightrxy, Sguest1, Silent reader, OoPoPcAnDy, Yuyui Hime, and SupremeOverlordLetters for the reviews on my previous account. Thank you! I would really appreciate new ones here. Man, I suck at this. Long live Jelsa! ;)