Wow, okay. This is the first thing I've written in a loooong time. Nice to get back into it! Since it's been a while since the last time I've written Elsanna, it might be a little OOC, but I'll try my best. Criticism is welcome!
Modern AU, no powers. I don't know, I'm trying my best, this is just what came out of my brain.
Silence churned in the car. The only thing that moved were the dancing lights of the street lamps and the shadows that filled their absence in the cabinet of the car as they raced home. They were going 15 over the speed limit, but Anna didn't care.
Elsa sat in the passenger seat, knees curled to her chest and shoulders scrunched to her ears. If she was still shaking, Anna couldn't tell in her peripheral. The redhead herself was trembling. But the car didn't slow. No, she was too mad for that.
Her mind swarmed with names to blame for their predicament.
She could pin some of the blame on Hans, but not as much as she'd like. Her cousin had always gotten along with family members until he got what he wanted, then he would just sort of up and abandon post. Anna just wouldn't ever had expected him to out her relationship with Elsa in front of everybody during a god damn Christmas family reunion. This time is supposed to be about closeness and kindness, not destroying your cousin's lives with pictures, and where the hell was he even hiding when he took those pictures?
Anna shuddered when she remembered the look in her other cousin's eyes, when Rapunzel's green eyes fell in poorly hidden horror. She can only hope the horror was of Hans' disruptive behavior and not disgust of the nature of Anna and Elsa's relationship.
"What would your parents have said?"
"If only they were still with us, maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"No, you can't be here anymore. Get out!"
And the look in Elsa's face when their grandparents and aunts and uncles loudly stated their opinions of them... Anna couldn't pay attention to the scornful looks their family gave them when she noticed the mist in the blonde's eyes.
Elsa ran from the building, and Anna nearly tailed her right out of that terrible place, but she turned to say two things. She locked eyes with Hans. "Shame on you." She said, voice dangerously low.
Her uncle, Hans' father, laughed sardonically. "You're certainly in a position to say that."
"And shame on you all for making her cry." She cast a fiery look around the room before running out to catch up with her sister.
Shouts followed Anna until the door slammed behind her.
She found Elsa kneeling against their car, sharp shadows cast across her face beneath the streetlamp in the frigged night. She didn't have to hear the frantic wheezing coming from Elsa to know panic had taken her breath.
"No, no, it's okay Els," Anna dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around her sister. She began to rock her in her arms, whispering, "We'll be fine, we're okay. We're here, we're together, I love you, I love you so much," and it kept coming until Elsa was able to stand and they could get out of that terrible cul-de-sac.
Even now, Elsa was still shaking, occasionally rocking back and forth. She hadn't uttered a word since... well, you know.
This in mind, Anna took a breath and slowed to the speed limit. Her furious behavior wouldn't help Elsa calm out of her panic, and Anna knew it. It was hard though, especially with the echoes of their family's terrible, poisonous words still ringing in her ears. But she shook her head and bit her lip.
Taking another deep breath, the redhead let her eyes flit to her sister for a moment. Elsa was still now. "Are you," Anna swallowed when her voice cracked. "You okay?"
No response. Anna checked the roadsigns to make sure she was getting on the right highway (she got them pretty lost on the way there earlier). It would take them about twenty minutes until they could get back under their sheets and forget about their family, the day, the whole world.
But for now, the car seemed quite a lonely place for there being two people in it.
"How could Hans do this to us? No, scratch that, how could he even know?" When she caught Elsa curling up even more in the corner of her eye, Anna knew she wasn't going to be talking for a while. She focused on the road.
"Hans... he was always one of my favorite cousins, next to Rapunzel, of course." Anna paused with a sigh. "What could've given him a reason to hate me? To hate us?"
They changed lanes. Fifteen minuted until they were home.
"I don't really want to know, actually. He was always patient and kind, really kind. Like, I couldn't see him even getting that mad over us... well, being us. But maybe that was what turned him into that shit who outed us." No, Anna stopped to consider, I won't believe that this is bad. Elsa and I have spent too much time discussing the "morals" of our relationship to believe that what we have together could produce evil. We're good people in love, so who can stop us?
"He reacted the way any normal human would." Elsa said, voice surprisingly even. Anna hadn't expected her to be talking much until they got in the shelter of their home.
The redhead waited for her sister to elaborate upon her sentiment. Ten minutes until they were home. They got off the highway and slowed to a street pace, shadows cast across their faces by each late night establishment and street lamp.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Anna finally asked, wondering if Elsa even remembered what she said. Was she even still awake? She was so quiet and still, curled up against the window.
Elsa shook her head. "What do you think?"
I know where this conversation is going, Anna thought, frowning deeply, And there is no way we're going to have this talk again in the car.
Five minutes. Anna sped up to make it two, and before they knew it, they were in front of their apartment in a car filled with ear-ringing silence. The quiet was thick as they sat in the car, neither wanting to move.
Eventually, Anna took the plunge and got out of their car, and went up to their door. Elsa hadn't budged from the car.
The redhead looked down at the car before entering her living room. Elsa just needs some alone time. She'll be up whenever she's ready. Anna left the door unlocked for her.