"I don't understand why you couldn't do this alone," Elsa groans, not sure why she left the warm comfort of her bed to accompany her over-excited girlfriend on this Ikea trip.

Anna tightens her grip on the taller woman's hand as she all but drags her through the parking lot. "I don't understand how you had that much money saved up, but you still lived with Ariel."

"Consolidating resources. I only had to pay half the bills and buy groceries half the time."

Anna stops short, turning a disproving glance toward the platinum blonde. "At this rate you were going to be a millionaire by the time you hit thirty, strictly from unused funds."

Elsa lets out a small exhausted laugh as she runs her free hand through her hair. "That was sort of the plan… but I'm willing to give that dream up for you, the love of my life," she states, with mocking endearment.

Her sarcasm grants her a firm slap to the abdomen by her less-than-amused, freckled counterpart. "You're going to help me pick out furniture for our apartment today, and you're going to pretend that you are enjoying yourself."

"Why," Elsa whines, throwing her head back for emphasis. "Just let me sit in the car."

Anna squeezes Elsa's hand with a smile as she leans forward, pressing her lips to the taller woman's ear. "Do this for me… and tonight I'll do the thing."

Elsa lifts a brow with a smirk. "What thing."

"The thing."

Elsa nods knowingly as she lets out a small laugh. "Yeah, you say that- but we'll really just end up watching Casablanca on your laptop again while eating take out. Then I'll fall asleep on your lap, and you'll complain that I drooled on your thigh."

Anna rolls her eyes as she releases a sigh. "Jesus Christ, we're like an old married couple… Well, if we can pick out some furniture today, then maybe all of this will take place on a couch, and not on the floor."

"Fine."

Anna smiles as she plants a kiss on the platinum blonde's cheek. "Good. You try to act all tough but I know you're just a big teddy bear."

"Only when it comes to you. I'm perfectly fine with the furniture we have now."

Anna pulls on Elsa's hand as she leads the older woman toward the entrance of the store. "We only have a bed, Elsa. It's not even a really nice one."

Elsa laughs as the two walk through the automatic doors. "We only need a bed, Anna. Any one will do."

"Elsa control your hypothalamus. Your sex drive is showing."

Elsa sneaks her arm around Anna's waist, pulling the younger girl into her. "I really like it when you talk nerdy to me."

Anna pulls away, shaking her head. "First of all, we're in public… and second- I swear if you say that again I will end our fake marriage prematurely."

"What will you get in the divorce," Elsa smiles. "The bed?"

"You can keep your dumb bed," Anna says, once again- not amused. "I'll be over here looking at the tables. You see if you can handle picking out a new bed… and in fifteen minutes we can meet up by the couches. Cool?"

"We're splitting up? You can't make tactical decisions like this on the fly."

"Okay," Anna acquiesces, "-we can both go look a the beds together."

Elsa holds out a hand and Anna takes it as they start to make their way toward the bedroom section of the large store. Elsa stops unexpectedly at the first one she sees, her jaw dropping. "Look at this bed, Anna. California King- just what we need."

Anna pulls on Elsa's hand, prompting her to move forward. "That is unnecessary. I would never find you in that ocean of a bed. We need something a little smaller."

"Maybe we should just get bunked beds," Elsa says flatly.

"When I first saw you… you were like this beautiful stranger- tall and fair. I just knew that I needed to be with you. And now I'm questioning that decision."

Elsa laughs as she releases Anna's hand and playfully shoves her. "Well no one is keeping you here."

Anna laughs, but the joyful gesture doesn't quite reach her eyes. "Don't say that," she starts, "It took so long for you to let me in… and I just don't want that to be the end of the excitement in our relationship."

"So you wanted to combat us getting too comfortable by taking me furniture shopping?"

"Yes."

"And how did you think this would work out?"

"Well," Anna starts, looking away from Elsa with a shrug, "I kind of thought if we could make this fun, then we would be set- because we can find the excitement in anything."

"Okay." Elsa walks forward, her heart melting at Anna showing her vulnerability. "How do we make this fun? I'm willing to give it one-hundred percent."

Anna smiles as she excitedly grabs Elsa's hand back into hers. "Well, I was thinking maybe we should go for a Queen sized bed… and maybe two side lamps. The bed is big, but not too big… and I know you like to read at night. "

Elsa nods. "Well that means we're going to need side tables and… pillows! You love fluffy pillows."

"Oh, I do. I hadn't thought about that. We need lots of fluffy pillows."

Elsa laughs as she gives Anna's hand a squeeze. "Our house will be like a dream house for a teenaged girl."

Anna rolls her eyes at Elsa once again. "I really disapprove of your dry sense of humor. I thought you were going to give this one-hundred percent."

"I thought my dry sense of humor was what won you over, but apparently I am wrong. Please forgive me, our house will be the picture of sophisticated grace… just like you."

Anna smiles coyly as she leans her forehead against Elsa's shoulder. "Well flattery has always worked wonders on me, so I'll let you off the hook. This time."

"In all seriousness, we're going to need a coffee maker. I can't survive without my caffeinated beverages."

"I also hadn't thought of that. See, this is good. You being here is so helpful." Anna turns and points toward a bed before lifting a brow at Elsa. "How do you feel about that one."

"I love it if you love it," Elsa says, giving the younger woman a warm smile.

"I want your honest opinion, babe."

Elsa leans forward, closer to Anna's face. "Honestly, I love it if you love it."

"Well, I do love it. We should just get that one. See, that wasn't so hard, now we can move on to the rest of the store."

Elsa pulls in a breath as she pushes Anna back, toward a mattress, prompting the freckled woman to take a seat. She then takes a seat next to her and rests a hand on the younger woman's thigh. "Is there something bothering you about our relationship, because I feel like we're fine."

Anna shrugs, looking down at her hands as she twists them together in her lap. "I don't know. I feel like I forced you to move out of the house with Ariel- and I wanted it to be something that you wanted to do. I didn't want to make living with me and obligation of our relationship."

"So you think I feel like you presented me with an ultimatum?"

Anna nods. "Honestly, I guess that is kind of what I did, and it's a little too late to say sorry… so I feel like we should get our feelings about this situation out in the open."

Elsa nods and removes her hand from Anna's thigh. "Well I guess it kind of felt like an ultimatum, but I understood where you were coming from… and honestly, at the end of the day, I would rather live with you, than live with her."

"You don't feel like you have to do this, right? You want to live with me?"

"Of course I want to live with you, Anna." Elsa pauses and runs a hand through her hair. "I guess it was a little shocking because you never expressed any interest in moving in together before."

"I guess it just sort of occurred to me that I wanted to," Anna says, with a shrug.

"Exactly, so what's to stop it form occurring to you that maybe you don't want this? I'm sure that I want to live with you. If you're really in, then I'm in. I'll take this seriously. I'll pick out furniture."

"I'm in." Anna smiles up at Elsa, and the older woman can't help but smile back.

She leans over and places a kiss on Anna's lips. "Well, that's all I needed to hear. Lets go get a couch."