#jay farr x reader

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UPDATE

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About time

Pairing: Jay x reader

Synopsis: Jay and (Y/N) have been friends for years. The met back on the Isle, but will their friendship evolve now that they’re in Auradon?

Word count: 2,333

Warnings: Some blood. Kind of OC, the main character has a certain hair color to fit with the story.

Leaving the Isle definitely has some perks, but it also has its negatives. All of my friends are doing things they love: Evie has more material to sew with here, and she’s incredibly smart; Mal can do magic, and it's obvious she’s trying to hide how good and dare I say nice she actually is; Carlos met Dude, and they do everything together; and Jay has Tourney, and girls chasing after him everywhere he goes. Then there’s me, I was never special on the Isle and I’m still not special in Auradon. 

My father is a villain, he tried to take over a Kingdom, and technically tried to kill a queen and a princess. However, Hans was never feared by any of the other villains, and by association, neither was I.

“Are you okay (Y/N)?” Carlos asks, petting Dude. I look over to where he’s sitting on his bed and shoot him a smile. “Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?”

“What’s going on with you and Jay then?” he asks nervously.

“Absolutely nothing,” I laugh, pushing a strand of my platinum blonde hair behind my ear.

“Everyone kind of thought you had a thing when we were on the Isle. But you guys seem like you’re avoiding each other here,” Dude barks as if he agrees with Carlos’s statement.

“We never had a thing, he’s just my best friend. You already know this Carlos,” I squint my eyes at him, before plopping down on the bed. “He saved me more than once when we were kids, and we became friends. I'm indebted to him, I literally owe him my life. We aren’t ignoring each other, he’s just busy and I’m not.”

I’m roaming the isle, my hair up in pigtails. I notice the sun going down and realize that I probably won’t make back before the sun goes down completely, like Hans demanded I do. I take a turn down a back alleyway to get back faster, but I get a weird feeling like I’m being watched.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t little Miss. Loser,” Shan yu’s son said. He comes out of the shadows, and soon his friends join him, I’m completely surrounded.

“The weak little princess, too afraid to do anything,” one of his friends laughs.

“You don’t fit in on the Isle,” another friend joins in.

They aren’t wrong, I never steal or hurt anyone. I just don’t want to, I’ve never had the urge to. And if that makes me stand out, then so be it. I’m not going to change just so I can fit in. The name princess started a few years back, after I was caught paying for my food and not stealing. Everyone on this island seemed to come to the consensus that I acted as privileged as a princess, which painted a target on my back.

The circle of boys inch closer, cracking their knuckles. Their lips all pull up on one side showing their teeth, all have the menacing look down pact. The one behind me grabs the collar of  my leather jacket and holds me still. Shan Yu’s son readies his fist and lines it up perfectly with my nose. My face scrunches up as I tightly close my eyes and await the pain.

“Get your hands off of her,” a shout comes from the mouth of the alleyway. I open one eye and look to see who it is, Jafar’s son. He walks up to the group and grabs them all by the collars and pushes them into the ground or into a wall. Shan Yu’s son gets up and pulls his arm back, getting ready to punch Jafar’s son in the face. Jafar’s son beats him to it, and punches his jaw, before grabbing my wrist and pulling me out of the alleyway.

“Why did you do that?” I ask when I finally find words.

“A simple thanks would be nice,” he grunts.

“Thank you. But are you crazy? Do you have some kind of death wish?” my eyebrows furrow as I stare into his eyes.

“No, but you do apparently. You were going to let them just hit you,” he glares at me.

“I don’t hurt people,” I glare back.

“But you need to be able to protect yourself here, people aren’t nice here on the Isle.”

“You are,” I squint my eyes at the brown haired boy.

“Or maybe I'm tricking you,” he smirks.

“But you aren’t,” I smile as I stare into his brown eyes. His eyes give away the fact that his actions are genuine. “I’m (Y/N), by the way,” I raise my hand up to shake his like I’ve seen people do in Auradon.

“Jay,” he says as he reluctantly raises his hand to grasp mine. He recoils a little as our palms touch. “Has anyone ever told you that your cold?”

“I’ve gotten told that once or twice,” I giggle a little.

“(Y/N)?” I hear Jay call. It’s been years since the day that we met, I’ve been hanging out with him and his friends, Mal, Evie, and Carlos. Mal was a little scary at first, but the latter two welcomed me warmly. “Princess, this isn’t funny,” he calls. Jay managed to make the name that made me feel weak and like I didn’t belong into a cute nickname that makes me feel confident.

“In here,” I call quietly. I hear his boots crunch on the broken glass the closer he gets to my room.

“What happened?” he asks worriedly as soon as he sees me curled up into a corner. He drops down to his knees in front of me and grabs my hands.

“Hans,” I whimper. “I dropped his sword as I was putting it back.”

“What did he do?” he asks as he wipes away the blood on my chin that’s spilling from my split lip.

“He threw stuff at me, then he started hitting me,” I whisper.

“Well what do we have here?” Hans voice comes from the doorway, causing a whimper to escape me.

“Don’t you dare come any closer,” Jay spins around and stands before my cowering figure.

“You think you can stop me?” Hans laughs lowly.

“I know I can,” Jay laughs lightly. My eyes widen at his uncharacteristic attitude. 

Hans lunges at Jay and I let out a little squeak. Fists are flying so fast that it’s hard to tell who’s winning, if people even win when it comes to this. Jay knocks Hans into a table, causing it to break under the older man's weight, before pulling me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

He runs until we arrive in the alleyway by Mal’s place. He finally sets me down and I can see the bruise forming on his chin, the gash over his eyebrow, and the slight blood leaking from his busted knuckles. I grab his hands and use the bottom of my shirt to clean his knuckles. With his free hand, his fingers ghost over the bruise that I know is forming on my cheekbone.

“He’ll never touch you again,” Jay promises. “I won’t let him.” I bury my face in his leather clad chest, I can’t seem to find the proper words to thank him. Jay shivers lightly as our bare arms brush up against each other. “You’re cold Princess,” he laughs.

“I thought you’d be used to that by now,” I tease him. “Now, lets go get you cleaned up.”

He puts his red beanie on my head as a thank you. I smile lightly as I look up at him, before leading him into Mal’s. 

“Carlos, you’ll never guess what this girl tried to do-” Jay stops mid-sentence when he sees me sitting next to Carlos. “Oh (Y/N), what are you doing here?”

“We were just talking about the prince that was hitting on her,” Carlos laughs.

“What?” Jay snaps. “When?”

“It was yesterday when Mal was giving Ben the cookie,” I awkwardly pet Dude’s head.

“Who was it,” his fists clench.

“No one you need to concern yourself with,” I glare at both boys. Grabbing my jacket from the bed I head towards the door, but before I can leave Jay grabs my arm. “Let go of me!” I grab his hand and try to yank it away, but he keeps his hold.

“Princess-” Jay starts, before I cut him off.

“I’m not a little girl who needs saving anymore, Jay! I’m forever grateful for everything you did on the Isle, but I can take care of myself. I can tell a guy when I’m not interested all on my own!”

“What’s going on here?” Evie asks, walking into the boy’s dorm.

“You don’t want to know,” Carlos mumbles.

“Princess, you’re colder than normal. This can’t be healthy,” Jay looks concerned. He tries to pull me closer to him.

“I said let go of me Jay!” I finally rip my arm out of his grasp and head to the dorm I share with Mal and Evie.

Days pass, and now Jay and I are really avoiding each other. We now sit on opposite sides of the classrooms, instead of right next to each other, neither of us even bothering to look in the same direction as the other. This is the biggest fight we’ve ever had, and the longest we’ve gone without talking since we met. Fairy Godmother video calls our parents, but I don’t bother joining the other VK’s. I know Hans won’t be there, we haven’t spoken in over a year. And even before that he never really cared about me.

It’s parents day at Auradon, and Evie forced me into a dress and to go. My hair is down in its natural waves, and in a green dress that goes down to my knees, with a black sash in the middle. Mal is off meeting Ben’s parents, Evie is off doing her own thing, and the boys are eating chocolate.

“Hi,” a redheaded older lady says to me. It’s princess Anna, one of the people Hans tried to kill. Following after her is her husband Kristoff.

“Hi….” I say nervously. Why is she approaching me?

“You’re Hans’s daughter right?” she asks.

“Anna,” Kristoff says sharply.

“I am, and I’m so sorry for everything he did,” I rush out. Backing up I bump into the table the boys were eating from a few moments earlier.

“Have you heard the story of Kristoff and my first daughter?” Anna asks.

“Anna!” Kristoff warns and steps closer to her.

“Uh- yes,” I grip the table cloth behind me. “We learn it on the Isle, someone kidnapped your daughter and you’ve never been able to find her. Again, I’m so sorry,” my voice wavers in fear.

“She’d be about your age, you know,” Anna takes a step closer, analyzing my face. “And Hans is the only one holding a grudge against us.”

“What are you implying?” I shiver as burst of cold hits me.

“Incredible,” Anna murmurs quietly. “She’s like Elsa. Elsa!” she runs off to find her sister, I assume.

“What?” I ask her retreating figure. I look at the ground and see the area around me covered in a thin sheet of ice. “Oh my god.”

“I’m sorry about her,” Kristoff says quietly. “She gets overly excited and carried away.

Before I can respond, Anna comes back pulling a platinum blonde haired woman behind her. That must be Queen Elsa.

“Elsa look!” Anna exclaims, pointing near my feet. “She has the same powers as you!”

“How did you do that?” Elsa asks calmly.

“It’s never happened before,” another burst of cold runs through me, I can feel the ice now covering the table behind me. “I’ve always been colder than everyone, but I’ve never made ice appear.” I can hear the panic in my voice, and the slight rise of it.

“(Y/N), are you okay?” Jay appears at my side. I let out a little sigh of relief and grab onto his arm. “What’s going on here,” he looks to the small group of adults in front of us.

“(Y/N) has powers like Elsa!” Anna says excitedly. Jay looks around for the first time and sees the ice surrounding us. I smile weakly up at him. “She has to be our lost daughter!”

“Princess?” Jay asks me confused.

“I guess that nickname has a double meaning now,” I whisper.

“And it explains why you’re always so cold,” he whispers back.

“Who’s this?” Anna cuts into our conversation.

“Anna!” both Elsa and Kristoff say exasperated.

“Oh, um, this is my best friend Jay,” I force a smile at the adults.

“It’s very nice to meet you,” Anna sticks her hand out to him.

“Uh, yeah you too,” Jay shoots me a look as he shakes her hand. “I see where (Y/N) got the greeting from,” he laughs lightly.

“I think we should leave them alone for a little,” Kristoff smiles at us, there’s a sparkle in his eyes. He grabs Anna by the hand, and pulls her away from us. Elsa follows close behind.

“So can a Princess still hang with a villain kid?” Jay grabs my hand.

“Hmmm, I don’t know. I am a prissy pink princess now, there are rules.” I laugh as he pulls me closer.

“Does the prissy pink princess mind if I kiss her?” he asks, leaning his head down. Instead of responding, I grab him by the lapels and pull him to me. Our lips meet and there’s an instant spark. I melt into his chest as he grips my waist tightly. His warmth mixes with my coolness perfectly, everything about it seems right.

“It’s about time,” Mal, Evie, and Carlos say from behind us. Jay and I break apart, I rest my forehead on his. I giggle a little as he smiles down at me.

“Ben’s parents want to play croquet with us,” Mal cuts in before we can kiss again. “Let’s go.”