My lovelies, how I've missed you so! I'm back! And I will be posting the #12Days of Kristanna despite the season being over. I'm so happy to see you all! Love for everyone!
Hmmm, yeeeesss, now that I have built you all a cozy sense of security for our two lovebirds.. Let's knock it down! More Hans! Yes! I feel like I neglect his character sometimes, but I don't feel bad, no, I don't, not at all. In fact, it makes me happy to ignore him. That's why Kristoff beat the snot out of him in chapter 6, oh yes he did.
Also, I encourage you all to be my friends and be friends with each other! The Frozen fandom seriously has some truly amazing people.
Anywho, TiBups is back! This one's short because I wanted to get it up as soon as possible, and not a lot went on in this chapter. Enjoy~!
After the first night, Kristoff seemed a little bit more relaxed, though he was still reserved about the intimate things. Elsa didn't say anything to him, but she did sometimes question Anna about whether or not they'd done something else. Only one time since had they done anything remotely like that, something that Elsa called "grinding," in Anna's room. She also asked about Kristoff's foot size, but her sister clearly did not get her meaning.
About three days later, a knock sounded on the castle door. They'd been keeping the gates open so Kristoff wouldn't be hassled when he came over. Elsa was roaming the halls with a book when Gerda came to get her. She stared at the pompous individual outside the door, holding himself as though he were better than her. "Haven't I seen you before?" Elsa narrowed her eyes, looking him up and down. When he nodded she smiled sarcastically, "Oh, right! You're Hans.. I liked you better with black eyes."
Hans sneered at her, but quickly caught himself and corrected his posture, "I came to apologize to Anna. I know that my actions were uncalled for, even if she did use such foul language, and I am truly sorry. Might I take her out for a walk?"
"I suppose that would be up to her, though Anna is too trusting, so I'm sure she'll say yes. However she's with Kristoff right now, so you have to wait."
Just then, Anna came prancing down the stairs as if she could float, humming and staring up at the ceiling. Elsa blinked and left the door open so Hans could see her. "Anna? Where's Kristoff?" Her sister turned slowly, as if barely registering that she was being spoken too, "Oh, I wish he could've stayed but he had to work today, so he left early."
"You look happy for not being able to smother him this morning." Elsa smirked, knowing just how much Anna loved to hang on Kristoff no matter what they were doing. Her smug expression only worsened when Anna giggled, "We had a fun goodbye."
"Oh, I see."
Hans cleared his throat, strangely disturbed by Anna's statement about a 'fun' goodbye. What could they possibly have been done? "Anna, I wish to apologize," he said, "would you join me for a walk?" Anna looked skeptical, absentmindedly raising her hand to her cheek but nodding anyway. She waved bye to Elsa and reluctantly accepted Hans' offered arm.
He led her out the gates and through the market, muttering all the way: "I am deeply sorry, Princess. I meant no harm, I simply reacted to the foul word you threw at me. You've really been spending too much time with Bjorgman if you've learned a word like that."
"Actually," Anna snorted, retracting her arm from his, "I learned that word from my father when we were little. On accident, of course." Hans looked perturbed, "still, people are saying things. If you won't listen to me, listen to the people. They disapprove of your.. Courtship."
"Why?"
"Well, he's the lowest kind of common you can possibly be."
"Even if he was, so what?"
She had successfully thrown him off, like she had a habit of doing to everyone. Only when they passed the ice house did he get his answer.
Anna again stopped them to pet Sven and she visibly looked for Kristoff this time. However, he was nowhere to be seen. "Where's Kristoff?" Anna asked the reindeer. He seemed to nod his head in the direction behind the icehouse, so Anna waved for Hans to wait. She had a devilish smile on her face.
As she rounded the corner, Hans crossed his arms begrudgingly. He wasn't about to stand there while they were probably laughing about him, so he stormed along the wooden wall of the icehouse. He stopped in his tracks when he heard strange noises, like giggling but squeakier. He quickened his pace and was abashed to find Anna held tightly in Kristoff's big arms, face aglow as he nibbled at her cheeks and her hand rested inappropriately low on his belly. "Princess Anna!" Hans burst, earning a yelp from her and a protective growl from Kristoff. Once they saw who it was, they relaxed but separated rapidly, faces flushed with bright smiles.
Hans was greatly perturbed. Anna giggled nervously and blew Kristoff a kiss and a small, whispered, "I'll see you later." Kristoff leaned against the wall, brushed Anna's cheek as she walked by, and sighed with a heavy grin. He gave Hans a fleeting smirk.
Once she had returned to him, Hans snarled, "May I speak my mind to you alone?" Anna nodded and they receded to the edges of Arendelle, where Hans proceeded to scrutinize. "Princess," he began, "What I just saw was unexplainably disgusting. Those kinds of things are not to be done with someone like him, no matter how much you care."
Anna bristled, "And why not? I love him. He makes me feel happy and safe."
'Safe' was not the word she should have used. It was exactly what Hans was looking for. "Safe? Anna.. You don't know about that stuff, do you?" She had a slightly irritated, confused gape to her mouth, and her head shook. Hans continued, "He'll touch you in frightening ways, Anna. He'll hurt you. If you let him think it's okay to do that, he'll put you through the worst pain you'll ever experience."
The air was quiet for a long moment until Anna finally shook her head weakly, "No, Kristoff would never hurt me." But she was doubting even as she defended him. Hans moved a little closer to her, "How do you know? Have you felt his hands on you?" For a second he hesitated before brushing her bodice lightly. She gasped and jumped away from him, frightened. "You see?" he rumbled triumphantly, "you don't want that, do you? That's what it'll feel like."
Something about the way he said that didn't feel quite right to Anna, but maybe it was just the denial; her refusal to believe that Kristoff would do such a thing. Then again, she touched him, so why wouldn't he want to return it? And unless she was reading him totally wrong, he enjoyed the physical contact. Shouldn't she, then, also want to be felt by him? And if she didn't, did she not really love him or was it just her inexperience that made her afraid?
Whatever the reason, she was afraid. She couldn't tell of what, though.
Hans brought her back from her deep thoughts with a small brush to her cheek. If it was meant as another example, then it disproved his point. Kristoff had done that and she always felt warm and bubbly, but Hans made her feel uneasy. Maybe it was just Hans, then.
Now she was confused from every angle.
"I'm sorry, I have to go," she backed away and started sprinting towards the castle, determined to share these mixed feelings with her sister. Hans seethed.
As soon as she was through the door, Anna was shouting for Elsa. Her sister evidently was in the library again, because she came quickly from that wing of the castle. "What is it, Anna?" she asked, flustered, "what's wrong?" After a not so brief explanation with plenty of rambling in different directions, Elsa held her hand up for her sibling to stop. "Hans is a known liar, Anna. Of course you're nervous for Kristoff to return the affection you've been giving him. You've never had it before."
"But Hans said if I let him think it's okay that he'll hurt me!"
Elsa blinked. It took a moment to register the meaning of those words, which Anna clearly did not understand, but when she did she was both furious and amused. "Anna," she started gently, "did Mama and Papa ever have the talk with you?"
"What talk?"
"About sex.."
"Oh," Anna's face flushed, "Yes. Why?" Elsa took her little sister's hand and led her through the great hallways of their home, "Because I think that's what Hans meant. And yes, it'll hurt the first time, but Kristoff wouldn't do that on purpose." The truth of her statement made Anna slap her forehead. She should have guessed that. However, she was still afraid, "But I'm afraid of him touching me like that."
"Then you're not ready," Elsa shrugged. She was surprisingly calm for the awkward conversation.
There was little Anna could think to say now. She retreated to her room to mull over everything she'd heard that day, and maybe cuddle Kristoff's shirt, which she had been using as a pillowcase when she wasn't wearing it. She adored his musky scent. It was reindeer, yes, but it was also uniquely Kristoff. Nothing in n the whole world was better. Nobody treated her with more love and affection. He was her safety.. Right?