The door flew open, and Anna couldn't help but smile as she saw Elsa standing there, glass of liquor in her hand, platinum-blonde hair in a messy braid over her shoulder.
"Hi!" Anna said, and the small pack of sorority girls with her also greeted Elsa.
"Hey there, welcome," said the blonde, stepping aside to let them in. Pop music was blaring from the speakers, and a few guys from the lacrosse team were playing beer pong on the table. The kitchen and living room were brightly lit, the atmosphere warm and cheerful.
"Hey, Anna!" came a shout, and Olaf came skidding across the floor.
"Hi, Olaf-oop!" she giggled as he pulled her into a big hug.
"Girls, this is Olaf," said Elsa with a smile. "That's my other roommate, Kristoff over there," she said, pointing at a bulky blonde in a blue thermal shirt, who waved. "And that's Hans, the other other roommate." A thin young man with auburn hair waved from the couch. "Oh! And Sven is around here too."
She knelt and whistled, and a handsome dog came trotting up, curled tail wagging. He had a deep black snout and ears and a stout body, his fur varying shades of neutral colors.
"Make yourself at home," Olaf said with a wide grin as the girls cooed over the dog. "We have plenty of drinks in the fridge and some snacks if you need any. I can take your coats," he said as some of the sisters began shrugging off their jackets. Anna handed him her leather jacket with a smile. The rest of the girls were in party dresses, wanting to impress whoever they met out tonight, and Anna was no exception. She had chosen a dark blue one, with short tan ankle boots.
Might as well look good, right?
She thought she caught Elsa's eyes lingering on her, but when she looked over, the older girl was watching Olaf try to charm the other Zeta Kappas.
Anna had to admit-when she first really talked to Elsa last week in the animal shelter, she was thinking that someone with that amount of love and dedication for animals, and with the passion for school and social work that she had, would be a good fit for the Zeta Kappa house.
But now, after spending a little more time with Elsa...well, Anna wasn't sure if she wanted to be her sister or if she wanted to keep feeling the rush that came every time their eyes met. Elsa was beautiful, she was smart, she had these stunning eyes and her skin was pretty much flawless. Anna watched as Elsa made small talk with Meg, Mia and Jasmine, who had been eager to come see the cute lacrosse guys. Elsa had a beautiful smile.
Kristoff strode over to shake hands with everyone as the lacrosse players and their girlfriends continued the beer pong game on both tables.
"Welcome," he said in a slight Norwegian accent. "Anyone up for a game? Flip cup, beer pong, ride the bus? Feel free to help yourselves to anything-oh, thanks!" he said as one of the girls handed over a bottle of vodka. "We have juices and stuff in the fridge for this, come on in."
The girls filed in, and Anna hung back to talk to the tall blonde.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey yourself! Thanks for coming over."
"Thanks for letting us. So. You any good at beer pong, or?"
Elsa smirked, taking a sip of her whiskey. "I mean, I live with three grown men, so I know a thing or two."
"All right, let's get it going, then," Anna said, enjoying the competitive look in the blonde's eyes. Elsa slid by Anna and went to go prod her roommate on the couch into playing.
So, it was Anna and Elsa against Kristoff and Hans, with Olaf keeping a running commentary in the background.
"Gooooallllll!" he would shout every time one of them sunk the ball into the cup. Anna was laughing as she and Elsa fought valiantly against the Norwegians, laughing as Elsa insulted her roommates and they fought back with their own playful jibes.
They were both down to one cup after a few minutes, and the two young women managed to sink the little white ball perfectly, one after the other.
"IT'S INCREDIBLE!" shouted Olaf in his best version of an English soccer announcer's voice, throwing his hands up in the air. "A new rivalry has been born! New champions have been crowned! This is the fiercest competition I have ever seen!"
Kristoff and Hans shook hands, laughing at their roommate's antics. On impulse, Anna grabbed Elsa's hand and lifted it in the air in celebration.
"Who's next?!" she declared with bravado as she squeezed the cool, slender hand in hers.
She felt a chill sweep down her spine as Elsa squeezed back, felt her touch linger as the taller woman carefully let Anna's hand go and brushed against her back.
Jasmine and Mia stepped up next, the former already giggling and holding some kind of mixed drink.
It's only been like half an hour, Anna sighed.
"Need anything else to drink?" Elsa's raspy voice asked in her ear over the music.
"Whatever you're having," the shorter girl replied, trying to appear as if Elsa's voice didn't just send another pulse down her back.
She turned her attention to her sisters. "You two pacing yourselves over there?" she asked over the noise.
"Yep!" Jasmine said loudly, and Anna raised an eyebrow.
"I'm watching her, A." said Mia. "Thermopolis is on the job!"
"Good, thank you," said Anna. "Jaz, why don't you let someone else step in?"
"Oh my God, Anna, I'm just having fun! I'm fine."
"Just don't be puking tomorrow when I get up to take a shower," sighed the president, taking a cup from Elsa.
"We have water in the fridge," said the pretty blonde.
"Wait, can we just play this round with water?" Anna asked. Olaf raised an eyebrow at her. "All right, never mind. Just trying to be responsible."
"I'll steal some of their beer," the dark-haired boy said with a nod.
The game was all over in just a few minutes, with Elsa's trained hand and Anna's streak of luck demolishing the other girls. Anna caught Mia's arm as both teams left the table.
"Keep an eye on your roomie for me, please?"
"Of course, Madam President," said Mia, and Anna knew she met it. Jasmine could let loose a little too much if no one was watching her, but Mia usually had her back if Jasmine's little sis wasn't around to look after her big.
Elsa was leaning against the kitchen counter, eating an Oreo.
"Ooh, excellent," said Anna, stealing the treat from the other woman with a delicate swipe. "Do cookies go with whiskey, anyway?"
Elsa made a move to get the cookie back, but Anna stepped back quickly with a laugh.
"No way, I stole this fair and square!" The blonde rolled her eyes and grabbed another one.
"Good shooting, by the way," said Elsa.
"Oh, thanks! I think you carried the game, though. I'm not too good."
"You were just fine! Not everyone can keep up with me," joked the blonde.
Anna paused, slightly emboldened by the whiskey, before she leaned in to ask something..
"Hey, think you could give me a tour of the place?"
Elsa's eyes snapped up, bright eyes asking something that Anna wasn't sure she knew the answer to herself.
"Be happy to," she said in that deliciously raspy voice. "Follow me."
There wasn't much else to see downstairs, just the bathroom and Olaf's room, where the coats were. Pictures of the boys and their families hung by the staircase-and Elsa's picture was of her and the three Norwegians.
Anna smiled at that, but wondered why Elsa didn't have any family photos? Surely her parents were striking, any siblings she had must have had the same cheekbones and delicate skin.
The pictures were a good distraction for Anna, who for some reason kept wanting to watch Elsa walk.
Upstairs, there were three bedrooms and a big bathroom cluttered with hair products and three different electric shavers.
"The boys probably don't care if you peek," Elsa teased as Anna poked her head into Kristoff's room. She could tell that he had tried to clean it, but it still needed work. Hans's was much neater.
She walked into Elsa's room, heart pounding because the two of them were...well, they had been alone before but this was the first time they had ever really been alone.
Well, not totally. Sven had followed them, tail wagging, and Elsa collapsed into her desk chair to play tug-of-war with a chew toy that was on the floor. Anna hovered by a bookshelf, taking inventory of all the books and CDs and video games, running her fingers over all seven Harry Potter books. She cracked open the sixth one, flipped the pages to the end.
"Ginny was a lot more badass in the books," she mused.
"I think they all were," said Elsa, dragging Sven over by way of the chew toy. "But you're right." She was peering over Anna's shoulder now, and the shorter girl felt her face get hot.
"I mean, she just accepts that Harry might just die in the sixth book and doesn't whine about her sacrificing his relationship for her safety. And come on, she was possessed by Voldemort for a whole damn school year and came out mostly fine. Plus," she said, putting down "Half-Blood Prince" and picking up the final book in the series, "she basically ran Dumbledore's Army with the others during her sixth year at Hogwarts. This girl was a brute."
"Uh, don't forget that J.K. Rowling told people in a press conference or something that Ginny became a professional Quidditch player," said Elsa over Anna's shoulder. "She's pretty badass."
"Mmhmm," Anna said, still looking through the book but also distracted by how Elsa's chest was just lightly grazing her right shoulder blade.
"Guess it's just those redheads, man," came a teasing tone.
"Hey, it's 'strawberry blonde' to you, dude. But gingers are my distant cousins." She flipped past the pages she was trying to find, and Elsa's arm shot around to stop her.
"You missed it," said Elsa softly, and Anna was definitely not concentrating on Harry Potter any more, she was concentrating on Elsa's cool skin against hers, on that voice in her ear, she was concentrating on not dropping the damn book as the woman behind her was now pressed even closer, she was concentrating on a throbbing sensation between her legs, she was concentrating on breathing, really, before her knees gave out.
She lowered the book, turned her head to meet those bright, ice-blue eyes that shone under the dim light.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted," she said breathlessly, fumbling to put the book back on the shelf and swinging around slowly so they stood chest to chest. Her arms dangled by their sides, as she was unsure of how exactly to proceed.
Elsa made up her mind first, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl's waist. "Distracted by what?" she murmured, eyes teasing.
Anna bit her lip. "Some girl," she whispered, heart thundering in her chest.
"Lucky her," Elsa said, and tipped Anna's chin up with a slender finger. Both pairs of eyes closed.
Her lips were soft, her breath warm, the sweetness of whiskey adding to the buzz Anna already felt. The shorter girl sighed, pulled Elsa back in for another one, ran a thumb lightly across the pale collarbone and smiled as she felt a shiver. She was almost deaf with the roar in her ears, but abruptly snapped out of the trance as she heard someone call her name.
"Anna!" she pulled back, dazed, eyes fluttering open. "Anna!"
She turned to the door, to the source of the noise, pulling away from Elsa as she recognized the frantic voice.
"Anna," gasped Mia as she fumbled up the stairs. "Ch-check your phone."
"What?" her hands flew to the pocket on her dress. "What's up?"
"Naveen is trying to get through to us," said the brunette frantically. "He had to take Tiana to the hospital."
A/N: Don't worry, guys! I said no angst and I'm not about to kill off anyone character. ;)
If any of you may be triggered by party drugs/the mention of those, steer clear of the next chapter, okay?
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