A/N: First installment in something I've been working on for a while. The ending is a little...bland, but it's the best I could do. Hope everyone enjoys. Let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen.


Anna Centric; thoughts on Kristoff.

1/?


He was a man. And she was just a silly, awkward little...well, child in a woman's body.

He was a man who had a job, who made a living, who took care of another living thing. He has life experience. And she was just a child who liked to ride her bicycle down the castle halls when she got bored, who had everything handed to her, who had little to no responsibilities. She was so, so terribly naive and innocent and inexperienced.

He was a man. And she was just a child compared to him.

And although he would deny it, she knew it was true.

"Anna, I don't think of you as a child. You're three years younger than me, not thirteen years younger." He would explain.

"But you're so experienced," she would argue. "-and-and you're such an adult-"

"I'm not an adult. I just had to take care of myself or no one else would."

"Yeah but-"

"But nothing. You aren't a child and I'm not an adult. We're just...people. I love you who you are; I wouldn't change a thing about you."

And eventually she believed him.