Many hugs, kisses, and soft caresses later, Kristoff and Anna found themselves in the gazebo. Anna was much too worried about the safety of the truffles, and "They need to be watched carefully!" Kristoff only chuckled, happy to do whatever she wanted. He didn't mind one bit; he quite enjoyed kissing chocolate off the corners of her mouth.

Now they lay in a hammock, something Anna hadn't taken notice of before, Kristoff's arms wrapped around her tiny frame, her head listening to the steady beat of his heart. He had extinguished the strings of light so they could better see the stars dotting the night sky.

"So you've known for about six years now, hmm?" Anna asked after a while of comfortable silence.

"Yeah… I guess I have," he said before kissing the top of her head. He was still having a hard time believing this was actual reality.

She turned slowly, carefully, on her belly and rested one arm over his chest, laying her head there, and ran her fingers through his hair with her free hand. "Why didn't you ever say anything before?" she asked him, eyebrows stitched with curiosity.

Kristoff watched her resettle herself, a small smile on his lips. But the instant her fingers made contact with his hair, his eyes shut, and the smile turned to a goofy grin. "I was terrified. A coward. Elsa's known for, jeeze, three of those years?" He opened his eyes and looked down at her. "You, Anna Arendelle, are frightening. Short, thin, delicate, sweet…" He shuddered. "A nightmare," he finished with a wink. Anna scoffed, though she grinned, smacking him on the arm. He winced and laughed quietly. "Uh, uh, uh! Those belong right here!" he said, placing her hand back to his hair.

"Looks like I've found someone's weakness…" Anna teased with a smirk.

"You are my weakness, Anna," he answered softly.

The redhead bit her lip, her cheeks turning a bright pink before she lifted her head to press her lips against his. His arms, which had previously under his head and by his side, instantly wrapped around her, pulling her close. Never in his life had he felt the way he did when he was with Anna. He felt complete, whole.

The bright colors exploding like fireworks behind Anna's eyelids were immaculate. She felt so sure she would have remembered feeling this way for another, for Hans. Love was that strong, wasn't it? But it didn't matter; she was feeling it now, and it was with Kristoff. The first person she saw when she woke from her six-month coma.

When they finally broke apart, Anna brushed her nose affectionately against his before opening her eyes to meet his gaze. "Stay with me tonight," she whispered, her blue pools pleading.

Kristoff's honey hues widened a fraction. "Anna… are you sure?" All she had to do was say the word, and he was there.

She nodded timidly. "Now that I've got you… well, I'm afraid to let you go."

He regarded her for a moment and kissed her nose before sitting up to help her get out of the hammock without flipping it. "And you don't think Elsa will mind?"

"What Elsa doesn't know won't kill her," she replied, sticking her little nose in the air as she straightened her dress.

He laughed. "Then I'll stay. And Anna?"

She looked to him. "Hmm?"

He took her waist and pulled her close. "You don't have to worry about losing me. I'm not going anywhere. I love you."

Anna grinned, pulling him into a tight hug. "I love you, too, Kristoff."

Elsa looked over at the grandfather clock situated in the corner of the living room. It was well past midnight, and she hadn't heard a thing from either Kristoff or Anna. Just as if on cue, however, she heard a key enter the lock on the front door. She quickly turned off the tv so that she was now shrouded in darkness.

Whispered giggles waltzed through the door, Anna walking backwards as she pulled a hesitant Kristoff through the threshold. "Are you sure she won't mind, Anna?" he whispered. Elsa could tell just by his tone that he was smiling like an idiot. Good Lord, she thought, they'll be in the honeymoon stage for months…

Anna only giggled and stood on her tiptoes to press multiple little kisses to his lips. What complete dorks! "Yessss!" she hissed, followed by another giggle.

Elsa rolled her eyes, smirking, having had enough of this particular show. She turned the lamp on next to her, and the two immediately broke apart and froze, looking at her with eyes wide as saucers. Elsa just sat there smirking, curled up on the couch, arms crossed loosely across her chest. "Mind what?" she mused, quirking an eyebrow.

"U-uh…" Anna stuttered taking a few more measured steps away from the blushing blonde beside her. "Um." She laughed nervously looking over to Kristoff before focusing on her sister again. "Won't… mind… Kristoff and me hanging out tomorrow!" she finished quickly.

"Yes!" Kristoff agreed for good measure.

"Of course I don't mind," Elsa replied smoothly. Oh, this was too good. "Goodnight, Kristoff," she said pointedly, smiling widely at him from the couch.

"Uh… yeah! Goodnight!" He and Anna looked at each other with a bit of hesitancy. Brown eyes lowered to the floor, and blue looked sheepishly at the blue across the room.

"Oh, for God's sake, do what you must!" she laughed, covering her eyes with her hand.

Anna giggled and turned back to Kristoff. "Goodnight," she whispered. She cupped his face and brought his lips to hers, this time with a searing kiss. Kristoff thought he might die when he felt her teeth nibble gently at his bottom lip before she pulled away. Why would she be so cruel to send him home like that!

When she pulled away, she grinned and slowly closed the door, leaving a quite flustered Kristoff alone in the hall. She hugged her arms around her, smiling dreamily as she leaned back on the closed door.

"Ahem…"

Anna had already completely forgotten about Elsa, and her smile disappeared, blood rushing to her cheeks. "Ok, well…" she mumbled, rocking back on her heels. "Goodnight! Sleep well!" She hurried around the corner, headed for her room, but poked her head out one last time. "Love you!"

With that, Anna's bedroom door shut, and Elsa couldn't help but chuckle softly at the muffled squeals coming from the second door to the right.