Elsa has a tattoo.

She got it when she was eighteen — she's now twenty-two — and it's a pair of black Ray-Bans on the inside of her wrist.

It was no fucking dragon or Chinese symbol meaning love, but it meant a lot to her.

"What does it mean?" Anna asked one night. They were drinking at the bar after one of Elsa's songs.

So far Elsa had found out that Anna was twenty-one. She's three months younger than Elsa, and her blond friend is named Kristoff. She loves reindeer and chocolate and women(obviously). Her parents died when she was fifteen and she moved in with Kristoff's family, but she doesn't cry anymore, even if she misses them.

And while Anna was an open book, Elsa's one with duct tape tied around it. Or something. So she took her time to answer the question, since she's only told Hans before, and still wasn't one hundred percent comfortable with Anna. But for whatever reason, she did answer. "My brother wore glasses."

"Wore." Anna repeats, her brows furrowed. Elsa couldn't help but think that she looked cute.

"Yeah. He died when I was eighteen. Car accident."

For the first time that she's tried, Elsa willingly let Anna wrap her arm around her shoulders, and actually smiled at the redhead's touch.

Elsa avoided Anna for two weeks following that confession, feeling beyond embarrassed and a frustrated with herself for letting the redhead in, if only for a second.

She's a player.

Hans drove her to the bar and told her she'd have to walk back to his apartment since he had to go to a family dinner at some fancy restaurant nearby, so she waved him off and went inside. It was a Monday night, so Anna probably wasn't there anyway. She could just sing and leave.

But, of course, as soon as she stepped inside she noticed Anna, and the fact that she was currently tongue wrestling with a brunette at the bar.

She's a player.

So with fire in her eyes she stepped on stage and sang, getting the crowd to clap when asked to and sing along with her.

"Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my home
I don't wanna know that babe,"

During the chorus, Elsa found her gaze continually meeting Anna's, but she couldn't decipher the emotion in the redhead's eyes.

"Don't fuck with my love
I told her, she knows
Take aim and reload
I don't wanna know that babe,

Ah, la-mm la la."

All she knew was that as soon as she stepped offstage is that Anna was there, and Anna was kissing her. Hard.

Her lips tasted like strawberries and she roughly nipped at Elsa's bottom lip until the blonde gasped and then her tongue was in Elsa's mouth and Elsa's thoughts were all over the place. Her heart was racing and all she knew was Anna.

When they finally had to come up for air, Elsa realized that sometime during the kiss Anna had pressed her up against the wall, and that the redhead's hands were on her hips.

"What the fuck was that?" Anna practically growled into her ear, causing her to shiver.

"What?" Elsa asked hoarsely, still trying to catch her breath.

"On stage. Were you mad at me?"

Are you kidding me. Holy fuck—

"'Cause it was really hot."

Now angry, Elsa pushed Anna off of her, and crossed her arms. "Yes I was mad. Because, well, you — you acted like you were interested in me, but I leave for two weeks and you've already got your tongue in some other girl's mouth, and I bet there were plenty before her—"

"Woah woah woah. I didn't even know if you were actually interested."

"—and I feel so stupid right now because of course you were going to do that, and I was stupid for giving you a chance—"

"I had a chance?"

"—and we just kissed and I-I.."

"So you are interested?" Anna put emphasis on the are, leaning forward. The scent of strawberries invaded Elsa's senses, and she bristled.

"Yes. No. Y—I don't know!"

She was mad at Anna, and mad at herself, because Anna wasn't hers to have, and why should she care if Anna kissed another girl?

They were both silent after Elsa's outburst, Elsa leaning back against the wall with a frustrated grunt, while Anna seemed to be contemplating something as she stared at the blonde, her eyes raking over her figure.

"Did you want to come back to my place?"