Memories
Word Count: 691
Rating: T
TW: Mention of physical abuse.
Modern AU
Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Unedited so there will be some mistakes.
"Krriissttooffff." Anna stood by the side of the bed, her hands held behind her back as she rocked in her heels. He groaned and pulled the blankets over his head and mumbled something that sounded like, 'shhh, sleeping.'
"Are you awake?"
"No."
Anna sighed. "You obviously are."
Kristoff pulled down the blankets and sat up, looking at Anna. "Fine. You got me. I'm up." He paused, looking at Anna, and narrowed his eyes. Over her navy pyjamas she wore a white sweater with gold snowflakes and reindeer knitted on the front, a fine tailored coat over that, and a Santa hat was drooped over her usual braids. "What are you wearing?"
Her eyes widened and she jumped on top of her boyfriend. "It's Christmas!"
Kristoff shook his head and laughed. "Come on, come on, come on!" She pulled him out of bed and down the stairs to the lounge room.
The tree stoody grandly in the middle of the room, presents scattered around the base, and twinkling lights were wrapped around the branches. Kristoff pulled Anna close.
"Merry Christmas FiestyPants."
Anna chuckled. "Merry Christmas to yourself Borjman." She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come on!"
She pulled her boyfriend towards the tree. She bent down and picked up a wrapped up parcel and handed it to him.
He looked at her and she smiled. "Open it." She said with a nod of her head. He tore the wrapping paper off to find a navy blue sweater with red, white and green reindeer on it. Anna shrieked. "Now we match!" He groaned again. "Put it on, put it on, put it on!" He slipped the jumper on.
He hated to say it was warm.
And comfortable.
She leaned over again and pulled out a large box. "Here." He took the box with wide eyes. Opening it, he found a new, polished wood guitar. "Woah."
"Do you like it? I promised it would get you one, remember?"
"I love it." He kissed her on the temple. "Thank you."
He leaned over to the pile of presents and pulled out a small, long box. He handed it to a over-excited Anna. She ripped off the wrapping paper eagerly and gasped. She pulled out a gold chain with gold holly leaves on it.
"It's, it's beautiful." She hung it around her neck and pulled Kristoff into a hug. "Thank you."
"You're welcome FiestyPants." He stands up and Anna pouts. "Do you want some hot chocolate?" She nodded vigorously. "I'll be right back."
Kristoff returns 15 minutes later. "Anna, I've got the hot chocolate."
There was no reply. He looks towards the tree and finds Anna sitting in front of it, her head down and her hands in her lap. He placed the tray of hot chocolates on the coffee table and sits next to her. "Anna, love, what's wrong?"
She looks up at him, tears in her eyes, and holds out a silver and sapphire ring. "I, I guess I left it in my pocket." Her hands trace her stomach and wrists, places Kristoff knew once held black and blue bruises.
He wraps her hands in his and she flinches. "It's ok. He can't hurt you anymore. He's not here anymore."
"I know but, I just I can feels the bruises still stinging on my skin and I, I..." She bursts into tears and wraps herself around Kristoff. "I, sorry, I..."
"Shhh. It's okay. You have nothing to apologise for. It's not your fault." She wipes her eyes and touches the a holly leaf hanging around her neck and puts the ring on the coffee table.
Kristoff grabs a hot chocolate and places it in Anna's hands. "Do you remember," he says. "Our first date?"
Anna smiles and nods. "We went to that fancy Thai place downtown, and you punched the waiter who kissed me."
Kristoff laughs. "Well you didn't want to be kissed."
Anna blushes. "Well, by him anyway." She leans back and kisses Kristoff. "Thank you."
"Merry Christmas Anna."
"Merry Christmas Kris."