Day 10: In Which They Donut

They sat with their backs turned to each other as they did their own things. Jack played on his phone while Elsa read, silence only broken by his quiet humming and the flipping of her pages. Being alone together had become another of their quarantine activities to partake in whenever neither were in the mood for talking much, but also didn't feel like being alone either.

He stretched his legs and dropped his head back, letting sunlight hit his face. He let out a loud sigh as he closed his eye. "I want donuts," Jack grumbled.

Elsa turned another page but showed no signs of even hearing his statement.

He turned around and yelled, "I want donuts!"

She snorted, eyes still glued to her book. "I heard you the first time, Jack."

"Then say something sooner, Elsa!"

Elsa closed her book with a huff and shifted to glare at him. She was fuming, and he felt tempted to apologize just so he could tease her about it next. "Well, what were you expecting me to do? Produce a box of donuts right in front of your eyes like magic?"

He smirked, crossing his arms. "I'm not gonna lie, that would be pretty awesome. Can you really do that?"

Rolling her eyes, Elsa returned to her reading.

Clicking his tongue, Jack reached for his phone and started scrolling through his apps. "Alright. I'm ordering donuts. Whatcha having?"

"I'm good, thank you."

His head snapped back in utter shock, and he threw daggers at the back of her head. "You're not gonna let me eat a whole box of donuts on my own, are you?"

"You don't—you don't have to buy a whole box!" Her indignance was real. He saw it in the way her hands shook, and the way her lips pressed together, and the way her eyes narrowed like she was trying to set him in flames.

Jack laughed. "Come on, calories count doesn't even exist in the quarantine. Live a little."

One of her eyebrows arched upwards. "And how exactly do you suggest we split a box of donuts? You're gonna toss it in the air and I'm gonna catch it with my mouth like an aquarium seal?"

His eyebrows rivaled hers in teasing amusement. "Are you proposing we do that? Because I figured I could ask for separate containers and leave one at your door."

"That… is a surprisingly good idea."

Jack shrugged. "But if you wanna be a trained seal, by all means, Elsa—"

"You know what?" Elsa snapped, getting up and putting her hands on her hips. "Get me a chocolate glazed donut. Actually, make that two chocolate glazed donuts."

"Whoa, going rogue, aren't we?" Jack leaned back and threw a wink in her direction. "Easy there, Snowflake. We still have a whole season ahead of us…"

ConSEAL, don't feel.