Thanks for the nice reviews ! :) And sorry if the updates are a bit slow...

I own nothing

Enjoy ! :)


When they left Belle's house, they were rather silent. Anna didn't dare saying anything to Elsa, the furrowed brows and the pinched lips dissuading her. She was slightly scared it had something to do with her ,or worst, with her morning kiss. Elsa was lost in her thoughts, unaware of Anna's worried look. She had to admit to herself that the feelings she had for the redhead weren't exactly friendly, and this was scaring her to no hand. She gripped her own hand tightly, not noticing her knuckles going white. She just couldn't forget Anna's smile, Anna's eyes, Anna's soft kisses in the night, Anna's protective hold, Anna's warm skin on hers, Anna. Anna. Anna. The American girl was everywhere on her mind and this was suffocating her. What did this all mean ? Was she … gay ? She could barely even think about that word, and about its implication. She couldn't. She just couldn't. She had to forget about Anna's way to bite her lips when she was painting, her warm smile, her playful eyes. Everything. Conceal, don't feel. She repeated these words again and again, like a mantra, until they arrived back home. She really hoped it would erase every disgusting thoughts she was having of Anna. She had to.


« So girls, how was the sleep over ? » Jen asked playfully. Much to her surprise, both girls barely stuttered anything, avoiding each other gaze. She stopped herself from thinking the worst. Markus said to wait and see, remember ? Changing subject, she added :

« So Anna, I'm picking up your brother this afternoon, maybe the three of you could do something tonight ? Hans told me on the phone that he wanted to go to the cinema. Would you like to go ? »

« Sure ! » Both girls answered in the same time and smiled to each other, reassuring Jen. Well, it couldn't be that bad, she thought. Markus noticed her worried face and smirked while silently saying : « You're a mother hen ». Jen looked at him indignantly and showed him her middle finger discreetly. To which Markus answered to by putting a hand to his heart and pretending to be hurt. Their exchange went on and on until Anna finally looked over her plate and saw both her parents pulling faces. They stopped immediately, but still smiling to each other like teenagers. Anna sighed, making Elsa wake up from her contemplative gaze of her fork. She worriedly looked at the three of them, not understanding what had just happened.


« Did I do something wrong ? » Anna blurted as soon as they were in the security of their room. Elsa immediately blushed. Was she that obvious ?

« No, of course not ! » The french girl answered quickly. « I'm just a bit lost in my thoughts, this has nothing to do with you ! » Liar, liar, liar !

« Oh ! Okay... » Anna felt relieved. « Do you wanna talk about it ? Or maybe just cuddle ? »

« No ! » The fast answer surprised Anna who just stared at the French girl dumbly and slightly hurt. « I mean, no, I don't want to talk about it. » Elsa softened. « But we can cuddle if you want. » The blonde mentally slapped herself. She was supposed to stop these feelings, not encourage them ! But her regrets vanished when she saw Anna's sunny smile.

Lying on Anna's bed, they talked for a few hours about art and architecture. Anna was feeling her heart jump every time Elsa would get passionate and start talking with her hands. These were the moments where she knew the blonde was really free, not bothering about anything but what she liked. She knew that no matter what she was doing, Elsa was always trying to control herself, to be the « good girl ». But she always prefered the wild and passionate talk, the sweet need for hugs at night and the open laugh, when Elsa wasn't trying to hide her mouth behind her hand. They played with each others hands for what seemed to be an eternity, forgetting about the world. Things were easy, natural between them. There was no second thoughts about their actions.

« You know, my friend Merida would like to meet you. She's Scottish, so you wouldn't have to worry about speaking French. Would you agree to meet her ? » Elsa asked hesitantly, putting her weight on her elbow to face the redhead.

« Of course, I'll be glad to meet your friend ! » Anna answered joyfully. « What is she like ? »

« Well, she's very stubborn, a bit like you... » Anna nudged her on the shoulder. « She loves archery, and she's the best friend I've ever had » Elsa smiled softly saying those words, and the redhead couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of this Merida. « You will like her I'm sure ! »

« Yeah sure. » Anna said slightly sorely but Elsa didn't notice.


Hans came back in the middle of the afternoon. When he saw Elsa for the first time, Anna immediately felt an arrow of jealousy in her heart. He was looking at her with a seductive smile, his eyes following every curves of the blonde's body, smirking when he liked what he saw. Anna barely contained herself from calling him out but Elsa didn't notice anything, already under the charm of Hans Arrendelle. He talked to her with a goofy smile the whole car trip back to the house, putting the usually shy French girl at ease. Anna had to admit it : her brother knew how to talk to girls. He had always been like that : born to flirt, you may say. He was dating girls for a few weeks, sometimes more than one at the same time, and then breaking their hearts when he was getting bored. Usually, if they didn't « put out », things were over pretty fast. Hans had never been well-known for his patience. However, despite his reputation, girls were still fan-girling over him, hoping to be the one to thaw his frozen heart.

Looking outside Hans room window, Anna was feeling out of her element in front of their quick entente. Her brother and Elsa were currently playing video games, and Hans was making the French girl laugh by saying random words in French. I can speak French too, bitch ! Anna barely contained herself. She had no idea why she was so mad at them : after all, she should be happy that Elsa was getting on well with her brother. Sure, she had been used to have Elsa for herself for a week now, but it wasn't a reason for snapping at them, was it ? She breathed in and out slowly. She had to calm down.

Elsa couldn't help but feel a bit guilty every time she saw Anna's disappointed face in the afternoon. But she had to. She couldn't keep on feeding these disgusting feelings for this girl who had been nothing but nice to her. How did she dare feeling this way toward the redhead ? She deserved this suffering, not Anna ! Anna would probably refuse to be her friend anymore if she knew, and Elsa couldn't risk that. She was purposely avoiding the American girl for her own benefit. Luckily for Elsa, Hans was easy to talk to. He was goofy, funny and even cute. His handsomeness was definitely a thing too. If Anna hadn't been here at all and had she been like any teen girl, she might have liked him a bit more than just friendly. He was just the distraction she needed, and even if she refused to recognize it, the fact that his hair was the same color as Anna helped a little. He was nice and actually seemed to care about her. She didn't need no more.


They were waiting to get tickets for the movie, when Hans asked :

« I just realised I don't even know what we're going to see. Do you have any movies in mind Elsa ? »

« Heu, no. » The blonde girl answered shyly. Anna felt herself melting inside : every time Elsa would be hesitant, she would use that particular « heu » lingering after a word that didn't exist in American, enabling anyone to understand that she was French. She had grown accustomed to it, but still, that was cute.

« Great, then I'll choose ! I've wanted to see that movie for a while, you know, the one with the zombies and all. Would that be okay to you ? »

Anna noticed that for the second time her brother was blatantly ignoring her. She frowned, and for that reason didn't noticed the hesitation in Elsa's voice when she answered : « Sure, I would love to. »


Anna was quite enjoying the movie, it reminded her of the time Hans and her were closer and watching horror movies together, trying to hide their fear to each other. It was a happy time where they talked and laughed. But remembering this only made Anna more aware of the fact she no longer had this relationship with her brother. If anything, his attitude today, after a whole week without seeing her, just prove it. She sighed and glimpsed at her brother. But she noticed a weird thing : Elsa, who was sited between the two of them, was actually closing her eyes. Shocked, Anna stared at her for a few minutes. The blonde was hiding her eyes from Hans with her bangs, grimacing every time the movie sounds were scary. Every time Hans was talking to her, she was just nodding and smiling occasionally, never actually opening an eye. Anna couldn't help but grin. Elsa was scared of horror movies. She never knew that side of her, but it kind of made sense with her personality. Is it possible for her to be any cuter ? And the way she's trying so hard to pretend ! She didn't even bothered wearing her glasses, she knew she wouldn't be watching ! The redhead watched Elsa clutched her hands on the armrest at a particularly tense moment in the movie, and smirked.

« I see you, Elsa Sterenn. » Anna whispered in the blonde's ear.

« Wh – What ? I don't know what you're talking about ! » Elsa answered hurriedly yet quietly.

« Oh Come on ! » The redhead voice was sulky, and the French girl shivered at their proximity. It didn't go unnoticed by Anna. « You know what I'm talking about, don't you ? »

« N -non ! » Elsa's tone was slightly panicked, making the other girl grin even wider.

« You're not even watching this movie, you hate horror movies, don't you ? They scare you way too much ! »

The long silence that followed was an answer in itself. Anna just took Elsa's hand :

« Hey, don't worry, I'm here. You don't have to be scared. »

Elsa hesitated for a while, before putting her head on Anna's shoulder, eyes still closed. There were no way on earth she was watching this thing. Almost unconsciously, she nuzzled in the redhead locks. Hans turned his head at this moment, and felt a sting of rage. Stiffen, he brought his attention back to the screen. There was no way his sister was taking what he wanted away.


When the time to go to bed arrived, Elsa didn't invite Anna to her bed like she used to the days before. She was back to her resolution : no touching unless necessary, no inappropriate attitude, and more important, no unwelcome feelings and thoughts. She had no right to feel this way toward Anna. She had to control herself ! When she will be able to look at the redhead with just friendly feelings, then she will allow herself to be close to Anna again. Because if she kept going this way, she would just explode or kiss the other girl, and she still didn't know what would be the worst.

Anna didn't say anything, not daring to bring the subject up. She waited a bit, expecting Elsa to join her at any moment, but when the girl turned her back to the redhead in her bed and asked to turn off the lights, she understood that tonight, there would be no cuddling. She wondered if it had to do something with her morning kiss. Yet Elsa had acted pretty cuddly with her at the cinema... She was lost on what to do, and what to think. She decided that she would face Elsa tomorrow again.


So what are your thoughts on that? :)