Kristoff glared at his roommate. He growled when Hans brushed her hair behind her ear. And she giggled. She fucking giggled! He clutched the pen he was holding and continued on writing. The pen protested on the pressure being applied to it by squeaking.
It was just a month after her breakup and she's already moved on. Most people take longer than that. Why does she have to go to a manipulative sociopath?
"Dude, can you please stop that! I'm fucking nursing a hangover here." Eugene groaned. Right now, they're seating on a table with the other students in the mess hall.
It's breakfast time and he's first class is in another two hours so he came here to have breakfast. There's only a handful amount of people so it's pretty quiet. Then out of nowhere, Fitzherbert plonked in the seat in front of him and proceeded to use his arms as a pillow. Kristoff knew about the party that Eugene's fraternity threw last night. It must be pretty wild because he saw some party goers passed out in the front porch of the house and on the sidewalk. He diverted his eyes when he saw some females doing "The Walk of Shame" at least that's what they called it. It's very degrading to the women if you ask him.
With the peaceful and quiet atmosphere, he took out his unfinished essay and continued. Now he wished he went to the library.
He saw Hans cover Anna's hands with his own intertwining them. His knee slammed on the underside of the table jostling the sleeping Eugene. Eugene moaned with annoyance. He raised his head and glared at Kristoff and giving him the finger.
"Byorgman, one more and I swear I'm gonna punch you." Eugene threatened.
Kristoff snorted. He can take on Eugene in his sleep. "You can try, Fitzherbert. It's that what you're wearing last night?" He's wearing a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a blue blazer. His brown hair is ruffled and his clothing is full of wrinkles. Jack could pull off the look but Eugene, not so much."You look like shit, man, you didn't even have the mind to take a shower. How can Rapunzel put up with you?"
Eugene rubbed his throbbing headache and muttered, "Don't judge me, dude. I just woke up from the side of the university's pool. I didn't even know how I got there. I was on my way back to my frat house when I spotted you. You're not usually an asshole but now, I'm having my doubts. Even if I just woke up from a hangover, I'm still the sexiest man alive. "
Kristoff rolled his eyes and glanced back to the couple behind him. Of all the girls that he can date, he chose Anna. That bastard has a bad streak a mile wide of manipulation and broken hearts. Anna is too good. Too innocent. She doesn't deserve to be entangled with the evil red dragon from hell with huge, ugly sideburns and snake green eyes that oftentimes hypnotizes its prey. Fuck, she's already entranced. He tried to warn her about the backstabbing, manipulating, megalomaniac but noooo, she wouldn't listen. Instead, she defended him. They'd already known each other for a month. How long does Anna know that jackass? A week! Fucking hell! If she won't listen then that's her problem. He upped and left after their argument his pride wounded.
"Hoo! Looks like somebody's jealous. Dude, I gotta tell you she is cute- wait. Isn't she the Ice Queen's sister?" Eugene is looking over his shoulder arm resting on the back of his chair.
"You've got a thing for the Ice Queen's sister. Oh man, this is too good! Ha ha- owww!" He clutched his head moaning. Eugene's discomfort is not enough to offset his foul mood.
"And Westergard has your girl! Man, why aren't you walking over their and beating the living shit out of that fucker?" Eugene looked at him incredulously.
Kristoff scowled at him and went back to writing. Try as he might he can't seem to focus back on his paper. "First of all she's not my girl." He crossed out the sentence he wrote. "Second, she's really a nice girl. She doesn't deserve to be caught in Han's clutches. Also, I'm a pacifist." He really doesn't know about that last part. If Hans kept touching her, he might just disprove it.
"Then, what are we sitting here for?! We gotta get you're girl!" Eugene stood up and waited for him to do the same.
"Will you please stop calling her my girl. She is not my girlfriend.
"But you want her to be, right?"
Kristoff halted in his writing. Does he? Sure, Anna is cute. No. Not just cute, she is turning out to be beautiful. He looked back at the couple. Hans is whispering something in her ear. She's listening with rapt attention. Her eyes are glowing with happiness and she's beaming. He can't destroy that.
"I don't know." He shoved his things into his bag. He stood up and started walking away.
"Kristoff! Where are you going!?" Eugene scrambled up from his seat and followed.
"Eugene, piss off."
"Hey, I'm just going back to my frat, okay? I'm gonna take a shower and meet up with Blondie."
As they were walking, they saw Jack sitting in a table under a tree. He's wearing his signature hoodie and his notes are open in front of him. What's shocking about the scene is sitting across from him is the Ice Queen herself. Her hair is in its usual french braid. She's wearing a forest green sleeveless blouse and jeans.
He decided to keep on walking but his companion has other ideas.
Eugene combed his fingers through his hair and tried to smooth out the wrinkles in his clothes. A poor attempt at grooming and sauntered off to their direction. Kristoff followed him. He can already tell that it's not going to end well for the arrogant self-proclaimed debonair.
Eugene planted his left arm on the table and leaned on it jutting out his hip. He is facing Elsa, who in turn, gave him an irritated glare.
"Hello there, beautiful. I see you have taken the pleasure of being in my friend's company." Kristoff positioned himself beside Jack. The latter is watching the exchange with anticipation and glee due to the possible humiliation of Eugene depending on Elsa's actions and retorts.
"Indeed. It's such a shame that you tainted it with your presence." Elsa deadpanned and went back to her notes.
Both Kristoff and Jack snickered at this. Eugene mockingly clutched his chest like he's been hurt by the cold remark.
"Ouch, why so cold, Ice Queen? You can't even spare this rugged and dashing peasant one of your smiles?" Here it comes. From his angle, Kristoff can see Eugene's face morph and make way for the 'Smoulder'. Kristoff laughed. He really looks constipated.
Elsa raised an eyebrow at the display. "Rugged is an understatement. It's more like, what's the word, unkempt. Dashing? I beg to differ. Do you need a purgative? " He and Jack guffawed. Elsa's frankness is so refreshing and hilarious. She will hold nothing back.
Eugene glared at the two of them and their laughter is renewed. "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. You fucking jackasses."
Their fits continued on for several seconds leaving them gasping for air. Jack cleared his throat trying to disperse the bubbling mirth building up again. Kristoff kept on chuckling at his friend's expense. He looked over at Elsa. Her lips has formed a small smile. And could it be? She's making googly eyes at Jack. She noticed him looking and she quickly donned a cool façade.
"Yeah, so I'm gonna go. You coming, Byorgman?" By this time Kristoff has already parked his ass beside Jack. He really needs to finish that essay.
"Nah, you go ahead. I need to finish up with my essay and maybe read a little bit." Is it just him or does Elsa looks really disappointed?
"Oh, man! You have plenty of time to study later at your room. How 'bout you, Frost? Wanna join me?"
"Nope, can't. I got a quiz later." Jack flipped a page of his book. Eugene raised his left brow.
"Since when did you study, Frost?"
"Please, don't tarry any longer. Your laziness can be quite contagious to us. And please, take a shower. You stink. Also, do say hi to Rapunzel for me." Eugene looked offended by the insult. He quickly masked it with a smile muttering. 'Yeah, yeah. Whatever.' He set upon his original course and speed walked.
Kristoff quickly set off to finishing his essay. From the way Elsa kept eyeing him, he believes she wants him gone.
After writing the last sentence, he quickly stood up and slung his bag. The movement startled Jack making the white-haired man furrow his brows. "I thought you were gonna study with us?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "There's only thirty minutes left before my first class. It takes twenty minutes to walk to the room. I really want to use the ten minutes to catch some Z's." Kristoff can see a slight upturn of Elsa's lips.
"Okay, man. Have a good walk."
"Wait, may I ask if you know the whereabouts of my sister? You seem to have grown close." Her eyes narrowed a fraction to her own implications. Jeez talk about protectiveness...and possessiveness.
"Yeah, she's in the mess hall."
"Does she have anyone accompanying her?" You can call him a coward but there is no way that he's doing to be the one to deliver the news to Elsa about Anna's present relationship.
He scratched his nape. "Yeah, there is."
"Thank you."
He nodded and went on his merry way. He heard the two of them talking.
"You know, you can take it easy on Kristoff. He's my friend. I know he won't do anything stupid. I really wanna meet this sister of yours. You're really protective when it comes to her." His ears must be deceiving him. Did Elsa just giggle?
"Of course, Jack. Something tells me you'll get along just fine. By the way, I'm really intrigued about that purple sweet you were telling me. What's it called again?"
"Oh man, Elsa. When you tasted ube, your life would never be the same again. Oh great, now you're making me crave for it."
"You're excitement is very infectious, Jack. I would like to taste it as well but I don't know where to buy."
"Oh, we could go together. What time are you free? We could go later during lunch!"
Kristoff continued walking to his first class. He's too far away now to hear the rest of their conversation.
Is it just him or did Elsa just manipulated Jack into a date?
The loud angry thumps from the the door startled Kristoff from his reading. He scowled and read on delving more into Machiavelli's ruthlessness. After a few seconds of pause, it turned into persistent knocking continually without missing a beat. Kristoff grew exasperated and finally stood up to acknowledge the aggravating gnat.
He opened the door and in a show of surprise, his eyebrows climbed up to his hairline. Standing there in all her Majesty is Elsa Winterhaven. And she's glaring daggers at him. Her eyes are like pools of cold ice water. Goosebumps crawled all over his skin. He's fully submerged and she's drowning him.
"You!" She uttered in a menacing tone.
Kristoff gulped. He started recounting everything he did. Anything that can enlighten him as to why he is at the receiving end of her frightening anger.
"Where is he!?" She whispered harshly. Comprehension dawned on his mind. Hans. He's not gonna let her ask him twice. He leaned his body on the side letting her enter the room. She quickly looked around and spotted the lump on the other bed covered by a blanket. He eyed Elsa wondering her next course of action.
She yanked the blanket with all her strength and out come the culprit stumbling to the floor. He gave a yelp of surprised followed by a groan of pain. Kristoff saw Elsa produce an electric razor from her pocket and a familiar buzzing filled the room. Hans eyes widened. Kristoff is as shock as he is. He should put a stop to this before Elsa does something irrevocable that might cause her diploma.
"Elsa, stop!" The three of them whipped their heads towards the door. Anna was leaning on the frame panting and gasping for air. Kristoff greedily took in her form. God, it has been months since he's in a close proximity with her. Her freckles are still adorable, her eyes are still captivating, and her presence is still uplifting.
She straightened and entered the room. She approached Elsa and grabbed the razor from her hand. She towered over Hans's sprawled figure and glared down at him. She grabbed the collar of his shirt and punched him square in the face.
Shock and elation filled him. At last! Someone has the balls to deliver the overdue punch. Hans cried out and clutched his nose.
"That's for everything you did, you cheating son of a bitch!" Anna gave a kick to Hans's stomach and he doubled over. Anna gave one last glare and she exited the room. His eyes met Elsa's. She begun to speak but he drew his thumb and his forefinger through his lips. His lips are sealed. She gave him a grateful smile then went after Anna.
Kristoff glanced over at his roommate. He took perverse pleasure seeing him in pain.
"Has anyone ever told you to not go boating in two rivers?" Hans gave him a scathing glare and Kristoff laughed derisively. He put on his shoes. He's in a good mood today. Machiavelli can wait. Where's Jack when you wanna hang out with him?
AN: This was story is just suppose to be a one shot. I got a little carried away and now it turned into four maybe five chapters. So anyway, I need to cleanse the depression that has taken up a box inside me. Then, and only then, I can write a happy story. Someone's calling me the queen of Jelsa angst. Anyway constructive criticism and reviews would be appreciated. Flames would not because a gave you a warning. Till next time!