Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen.
Anna sighed happily as she sunk into the bubble filled bathtub. She had found the milk and honey scented bath under the sink and decided that soaking in a tub filled with a delicious scent was the perfect end to her day. Her muscles were sore from spending the past two days perched on a stool, painting the beach scape, not to mention the walk she had just taken along the beach. The steaming water brought a sigh from her and she gave herself over to relaxation. Isn't that what vacation was for?
She was just getting settled in, when she heard the door creak open behind her. She jumped up, sending water sloshing onto the tile floor. "Hey!" she cried out in surprise.
Kristoff froze in the doorway, his hand still on the door knob, and stared at her. "I thought you were taking a walk on the beach!"
"You couldn't knock first to be sure?" she demanded. It was hard trying to hide her naked body in the bubbles and be suitably outraged at the same time. Damn him, why didn't he stop staring at her and leave like any other rational human being would?
He shook his head like he was clearing his thoughts, and then frowned in distaste. "You couldn't lock the door? What is wrong with you?"
She didn't know how to respond to that kind of rudeness, she just felt her mouth fall open in surprise. Plus, the bubbles were staring to dissolve as they wasted time staring each other down and if he didn't leave soon, she was going to be exposing herself to this hostile stranger. She didn't think either of them would appreciate that very much. "Look, can we talk about this when I'm done? I'm losing my bubbles," she said pointedly and wrapped her arms around her chest. Unfortunately, she couldn't hide much so the tops of her breasts were peeking out of the bubbles for his viewing pleasure. She felt her cheeks start to flush and knew it had nothing to do with the warm water she was soaking in.
"Oh…" he took a step back, but his eyes remained on her body, "sorry."
But still he hesitated for another long moment before stepping out of the room completely and closing the door. Anna had her privacy again, but she wasn't quite sure how she felt about it. There was something in his eyes that warmed her more than the bath water ever could. Filled with confusion, she sank back into her quickly thinning bubbles, but wasn't able to stop thinking about the strange man she was unwillingly sharing her vacation with.
Kristoff leaned against the bathroom door, unsure of what had just happened in there. All he had wanted was a quick shower and a few hours to enjoy the murder mystery that he had brought along with him. How in the hell did she keep screwing up all of his plans? He closed his eyes and willed himself to fight the arousal that Anna's soft pink skin had instilled in him. He was incredibly grateful that she didn't notice the way his jeans had grown tight at the sight of her. He was embarassed enough that she had had to ask him a second time to leave the bathroom. He wasn't sure what it was about her that got to him, but as much as she annoyed him, she also aroused him like no woman had in his memory.
He made a noise of disgust and pushed himself away from the door and away from her. He could only hope that the old adage was true: Out of sight and out of mind. Unfortunately, he had a feeling that the sight of Anna's breasts peeking out from the top of the bubbles was going to stay with him for quite awhile. So much for a relaxing vacation.