Elsa got out bed and put her clothes on. She walked out of her room, toward the kitchen, when she arrived she was immediately hit with a haze, it wasn't yet full blown smoke. Her brother turned around and looked at her and shook his head.

"Would it carry the same weight if we went out to lunch? My treat!" Kristoff asked. Elsa could only smile and giggle.

"I suppose so. But you're going to clean the kitchen when we get back." Elsa was instantly cheered up by her brother's proposition.

Kristoff ended up taking his sister to a rather fancy steakhouse. "This is a little over the top don't you think Kris? Especially for lunch, it's not like we are on a dat..." Elsa stopped herself. She needed to let it go. 'Drop it goddammit!' she told herself.

"Nonsense, you're always looking after me and taking care of me too. It's the least I could do for my queen." Kristoff said as her took her hand and kissed the top of it, making Elsa tingle from head to toe.

"I see your point, Kris." she said feeling a shiver of pleasure rush up her spine. Elsa felt her phone vibrating in her pocket so she checked it, Sven had texted her. Elsa decided to answer it later. She quickly put her phone away.

After they got done eating, the waiter brought the bill, Kristoff took it and said "Damn! You better put out after this!" laughing slightly. Elsa's eyebrows shot through the roof. Kristoff realized what he said after his sisters response.

"Umm..I mean I" She was cut off by her brother.

"Shit I am so sorry, it's just a habit when I take Anna out I guess. Please excuse me." Kristoff got up and left, heading for the restroom, his sister eyed him for a second, her eyes dropping to his ass as he walked away.

'It's a shame he didn't mean it, because I probably would have if he did' she thought to herself.

As they were driving in the car, Elsa could feel his eye's on her. In fact she could see him looking at her intermittently in her peripheral vision.

"You know I really like that dress one you Elsa. You think I could work it the way that you do?" he said. Elsa burst out laughing.

"So you want to try cross dressing now? You're a strange one Kris." she said. Elsa knew what her brother was trying to do, he would always say funny and light hearted things to relieve tension.

"Hey, thanks for lunch I really enjoyed it." Elsa said as she put her hand on top of his, which was on the shifter.

"No problem, I really enjoyed it too." She noticed the expression on his face changed at her touch.

Unspoken. Kristoff's hand was still on the shifter, while his elbow rested on the armrest. He flipped his hand over a split second after Elsa's touched his. She looked up at her brother in question, he didn't look at her, instead he kept his eyes on the road, but she felt it, so Elsa put her hand into Kristoff's. Elsa noticed the slight smile that appeared on her brother's face. One had graced hers as well. Unknown to each other, their hearts pounded hard for a few seconds in response to the adrenalin flooding their veins, before finally returning to a normal rate. This moment was enough to hold Elsa for a while, content she closed her eyes as the digestion began to make her feel a little drowsy. In just a few short minutes her moment would be over. They held hand for the entire duration of the ride home.

Elsa's was awakened by the sudden silence of the engine. They had arrived.

"You got a little sleepy huh?" Kristoff said as he took off his seat belt. Elsa was surprised when her brother offered his hand again, this time as they walked through the parking garage to the stairwell. Together the descended and walked across the street to the front door of their apartment building. In the scope of things, it was really a small gesture on Kristoff's part, however, to his sister it meant the world.

When they walked in they were greeted by the unpleasant smell of burnt food.

"Oh yeah I have to get that cleaned up. Would you open up that window please?" Kristoff said. His sister complied with his request. He got to work cleaning and in just a short while had the whole kitchen spick and span.

"Very nice Kris." remarked his sister. "Come over here and sit down." she patted the couch cushion beside her. Kristoff walked over and plopped down rather hard, almost launching Elsa off of the sofa. As soon as his ass hit the soft cloud of comfort he was out like a light. Elsa smiled. She got up and walked around behind her brother and gently ran her fingers through his hair. Next she leaned down and around to kiss him on the cheek, but as she did so, he suddenly turned his head and their lips intercepted each other.

"...Thank yo-" he was interrupted, cut off by the kiss.

Save a moment for comprehension, the two immediately pulled apart. Elsa felt fear in the form of butterfly s in the pit of her full stomach. Unknown to her, he had felt it too. In his infinite smoothness, Kristoff reached over his shoulders and grabbed Elsa's underarms and flipped her effortlessly over the back of the sofa, she landed face up, right into his lap. Her dress however, landed rather high up on her thighs, this was not unnoticed by the two siblings. Kristoff looked down deeply into his sister's eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" he said with a genuine smile on his face.

"I thought you fell asleep." she said.

"I may have for a second, but I felt a disturbance in the force."

Elsa giggled as she sat up. "You are such a dork sometimes you know that?"

"Does that mean you will watch 'Star wars' with me after a nap." he said while yawning. "I have to lay down for a few minutes..." then came the familiar soft snore from her brother. Elsa snuggled up close to him and lay her head on his shoulder, and her arm across his chest. She watched the rise and fall of it as she too slowly drifted off.

Underneath it all how do you think Kristoff feels? Is he confused, conflicted or what? Please respond in the comments and again thanks for reading.