The next morning Elsa was in the laundry room folding clothes, sorting them into piles as she went, his and hers. When she walked into her brothers room carrying a basket on her hip. Entering, she noticed that his bed was actually made. Kristoff never made his bed, which meant that Elsa had made it the day before. She did a double take, noticing the impression of a man on the cover, apparently he simply slept on top of the sheets. To Elsa, this meant something was wrong.

She tried to brush the thoughts out of her head, instead she focused on hanging up his clothes and putting them in their proper drawers. The phone began to ring. Elsa answered it.

"Hey Sven! What time does your flight get in?" she asked.

Elsa had the phone sandwiched between her shoulder and ear which enabled her to continue putting clothes away. The two made some small talk. When she got to the bottom of the basket, where the socks lie, she opened her brother's sock drawer all the way, so that she could just dump the sock pair in and be done. But something caught her eye, she reached in to grab the little blue velvet box. Her head perked up causing the phone to drop to the floor.

She picked it back up and said "Baby let me call you back in a little while, something just came up." and she hung up, unaware that she had cut him off.

'I thought you said you returned the ring, Kris' she thought.

Elsa plopped back onto her brother's bed, velvet box in hand, she remembered the other one, containing Anna's ring was black, while the one she was currently holding was blue. Elsa opened the box. Inside were two simple gold rings. Her hand flew up to her lips. Upon closer inspection she could see the engravings inside of them, 'Elsa' in one and 'Kristoff' in the other. As the wheels in her head began to roll, she flopped backwards laying down on the mattress.

What was she seeing? Elsa was having trouble comprehending what it was that she saw. Two rings? Their names engraved inside. Kristoff was not one to usually buy her gifts, outside of their birthday and Christmas. But somehow this didn't seem like just a 'gift' to her.

"Hey I got us some lun-" he said as he rounded the corner walking in the door to his room. Kristoff was unprepared to see his sister holding his secret, which caused him to choke on his words.

She was so deep in thought that she hadn't heard her brother enter the apartment. After a moment of deafening silence he spoke "Elsa, I can explain." In no time at all she was on her feet and standing right in front of her brother, but before he could get another word out, she put her finger to his lips.

"You don't have to explain." she said "Just tell me one thing, Kristoff." The twins were inches apart from each other.

"Anything."

"Are we on the same page here?"

Kristoff cocked his head slightly as he saw the unmistakable lust burning in his sister's eyes.

"I think so" he said. And in the course of a second, smiles spread across their faces.

Kristoff grabbed his sister by her hips and tossed her high through the air, Elsa could feel the blades of the ceiling fan smacking her braid, onto the bed, where she landed with a sequel on her back. She seductively bit her bottom lip as she stared at her brother from across the room. Sparks turned into flames as he dove into the bed with her. The butterflies were swarming in an uncontrollable rage in side of them. Elsa lifted up his shirt and pulled it off him. The two of them kissed deeply and with such passion, it would make even the most shameless blush. Her hands wondered all over his torso, feeling the definition of his muscles. Kristoff ran his large hands down her sides causing an unrivaled sensation within her as they glided over the waist band of her, no, his favorite pair of yoga pants. Kristoff admired the curvature of his sister's legs through the thin, almost sheer material. Kristoff flipped Elsa onto her stomach and his hands finally found his favorite part of her anatomy causing his sister to moan slightly. By his own admission, he was an 'ass-man', and Elsa didn't mind the massage as Kristoff physically expressed his fascination. Hovering over her back, he put his large arm around her waist and rolled her over so that they were eye to eye. Once again their lips met, and his hands had found their way to her stomach, lightly caressing it causing his sister abdominal muscles to roll and her to laugh.

She pushed his hand away "No tickling, Kris" she managed.

He pushed off of her and said "We need to take this slow, Elsa and I have to get back to work or someone might come looking" winking while said that last part. She had always admired her brother for having such self-restraint, but in this moment she hated it.

Kristoff got out of bed and found his shirt and put it back on. Her eyes followed him as he came closer and leaned down to kiss her on the forehead.

"Love you" he said as he left. As soon as Elsa heard her brother shut the front door to the apartment, she immediately darted to her own room, where she had the resources and intention of finishing what he had started.

Lucky bastard. Anyway I hope my description of events was vivid enough, it's something I am trying to get better at. As always thanks for reading and I enjoy reading your comments.