Cold Fingertips

Jack Frost x Reader. You met him on a frosty night in December, little words were exchanged, and to you he seemed very strange. He came and went like snowflakes in the wind.you would never forget d he would never forget you. "You shuddered when his cold fingertips brushed your skin, Leaving goosebumps in their wake. He hated that his touch made you numb. but you loved it"