Day 5's prompt: "Mine

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Mine

What is romantic atmosphere?

It's two mugs, one red and one blue, of hot cocoa on the table.

It's having the lights dimmed as you watch the snow's gentle fall outside.

It's having the fireplace crackling and burning brightly to give both light and warmth to the room.

And most importantly, it's sitting on the couch with the love of your life wrapped in your arms while she leaned against your chest.

"I feel like I just got thrown in a Shakespearian tragedy," Hans murmured into Elsa's ear before trailing kisses on her nape.

A soft giggle escaped Elsa's lips before she gently reprimanded him, "Oh shush, Hans. Can we please just enjoy the time we have together?"

Hans pulled away a bit, enough to make Elsa see the huge grin on his face, "You know I enjoy any time we have together. Always."

"Really?" Elsa tried to suppress her grin but failed miserably. "Even when we're arguing?"

"Especially when we're arguing," Hans cuddled closer, his arms tightened around her as he nuzzled the crook of her neck. "It keeps my mind sharp, and don't forget the hot make-up se—"

Elsa pulled his head down and kissed him, effectively silencing him. She looked up at to him, there was a ghost of a smile on her face, and then she closed her eyes, "I love you."

A contented smile formed on Hans's face, leaving it completely devoid of the usual sarcasm and male-ego that was usual present, "I love you too," he pressed his lips to her forehead.

Elsa kept her eyes close, a soft sigh escaped her lips. Hans just watched her, as if he were memorizing all the details on her face. Like he was afraid, no, like he was terrified that he was going to lose her, which he was.

Suddenly, the ticking of the grandfather clock seemed louder to the both of them. It was almost midnight, it was almost time for them to part.

In the morning, it was going to be another day they would appear antagonistic towards each other before spending a romantic evening together.

It was always like this, at least, it was always like this after they admitted to having feelings for one another. In the beginning Hans just loved pestering Elsa, even hitting on her sister, Anna, just to annoy her. Elsa, of course, hated him with a passion.

They ended up getting used to each other's company, even though the were usually at each other's throat. Then, after the camping trip they went on with the rest of their friends, the two sort of just clicked.

Getting lost in the forest, and having only each other brings that kind of effect on people, especially people like them. Next thing they knew, they were telling each other secrets they would never tell anyone.

At the end of that trip, they knew each other better than anybody else. When they tried to tell their families and friends about the possibility of a relationship between them, everybody either opposed it, or laughed because they hated each other too much to last.

So they went on with their daily lives, like nothing was out of the ordinary, like their sole purpose was still to antagonize the other. Nobody knew they were really going out.

The clock struck midnight, and it was time for Elsa to leave, for a moment, none of them moved, both enjoying each other's presence too much to let go, or lift a finger.

"Do you really have to go?" came Hans's fierce whisper, he hugged her tighter against him.

"Yeah, it's Christmas Eve, Anna and the others will wonder why I'm late," Elsa said regretfully.

Elsa had a hard time extracting herself from Hans's arms, and when she managed to stand up, Hans stood up as well and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I already miss you, Elsa," Hans whispered into her ear. "Every time you leave, I just can't help but miss you," Elsa turned to face him, his hands cupped her cheeks and he leaned forward so their foreheads touched. "It hurts me in a way I can't even describe, Elsa, this is the first time I've ever felt this way for anybody," his voice shook at the end. "I wish there was some way we could be together better than this."

Elsa reached forward to touch Hans face, her own lips quivered with emotion, "Maybe, there is a way," she said in a soft, almost frightened voice. Her blue eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "Maybe."

"Tell me," Hans whispered, his voice was hoarse and his green eyes searched the depth of her blue ones. "Tell me, Elsa."

She shook her head, "Not tonight, Hans," she smiled shakily at him.

"Elsa," Hans repeated with the same pleading tone. "Tell me."

Elsa closed her eyes, she took a deep breath, then she stood on her toes, kissed Hans on the cheek, whispered three words into Hans's ears before pulling away, hurriedly gathering her things, then she started half running towards the door.

Hans just stood there, frozen and unmoving, even after Elsa had pulled away. His mind was still racing, but it was still unbearably slow. He only snapped out of his reverie when he heard the door being opened.

"Elsa, wait!" Hans called out, running after her, before she could walk out the door, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. "Stay, stay."

"Hans, I need to go, the others will wonder where I am," Elsa tried pushing him away, trying to force an impatient edge to her voice and failing.

"They don't matter," Hans growled, Elsa felt his chest rumble. "This is more important."

Elsa swallowed, she stopped struggling and she fell silent.

"We will end this little charade," Hans said through his teeth. "It's over, understand?"

Elsa didn't know what to say, all she knew was that it hurt hearing him say that it was over.

"I don't care about what anybody else has to say about this," he continued saying. "But I'm through with the pretense."

"I- I understand," she nodded shakily, again she tried extracting herself from his arms, but he stopped her by kissing her. She tried to fight him, but as always, she eventually melted and kissed him back.

"I love you, Elsa," Hans said, as he pulled away slightly, he took her hand, and intertwined her fingers with his. "Get those words through your pretty little head."

Elsa eyes widened, she looked at him with wonder. A moment ago he seemed through with their relationship, then he kisses her and tells her he loves her?

"I will fight for you, understand?" his green eyes shined with intensity. "I don't give a damn if anybody else tells me it's not going to work because I will make this work, or die trying."

Elsa's eyes started welling with tears, and Hans kissed them all away, a shaky laugh escaped her lips and she leaned against.

"I've said this once, and I'll say it again" Hans murmured, kissing her forehead. "Even if we have to add this in our bloody vows, we will," he took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

Elsa allowed him to kick the door shut and carry her back to the couch, they just stayed there quietly, her lying with his arms around her like when the story had begun.

But this time, it wasn't going to be another morning of pretense, and Elsa didn't have to leave. The silence was broken by some simple words, a vow of forever and always.

"I will always keep you in my heart."

"And you in mine forever."

Mine... loading... loading... Too hard. Then I remembered those two (ending) sentences, I used them for a different story once, an original one, but then I got too lazy so I ended up deleting it.

I was also expecting Hans to say, "It's mine?" even though he must've already known the answer, but it was almost as cliched as Elsa saying, "I'm pregnant, Hans," which we can now conclude as the three words she told him.

There will be some more chapters/one-shots later.

clev - though I'm not sure you'll be able to read this, thanks for the review and the prompts. I liked Echo it's a great song, fitting for Iceburns.

Elsa Sanguine - thanks for the reviews, especially the one on Fire and Ice 2 XD

(And, as always, many thanks to everybody who has given the time to read this.)

Cheers!