#jack o3

[lichtia-blog]

❁ decemberous

          {{☀}} “Jack, oh my god! Jack!” The boy appeared to be sleeping but the princess could not be sure. “Are you melting!? Are you going to melt!?” Rapunzel circled his fallen form pacing with a nervous energy she often possessed in times of great stress.

         “Should I get some ice to pour on you? Don’t tell me you’re messing with me...” Then it clicked, he was totally messing with her