A/N: I forgot yesterday was Monday cause I didn't have school. Anyway, CONTENT NOTE: It's explicitly stated that Calypso and Elsa have sex. I just don't go into detail because I don't feel like putting that sort of energy into this story. Like seriously... The movies Titanic and Breaking Dawn go into more detail. I phrase it romantically, so don't worry.
On their one year anniversary, instead of going out someplace, Elsa and Calypso had just stayed inside, eating sweets, drinking sparkling cider, and reminiscing about their relationship. They had agreed on no gifts, because that night, it was to be just them, their memories, and their love for each other. The refreshments were there only because it made everything seem more romantic. There was also a fire going in the fireplace, as well as some scented candles around the room in safe places. Everything was pretty much done for aesthetic purposes, in order to create a beautifully romantic setting.
This meant more to them than dancing or eating under the stars. It meant more to them than going out to the finest restaurant in the entire world. Hell; right then, it meant more to them than if they'd exchanged vows and gotten married.
Not just because they'd done all of those things before; they'd already reminisced multiple times. But because this was something so simple and so beautiful. They could have been in a rundown shack or apartment somewhere; destitute and dying. But what mattered most was that this was their night. This was their chance to privately and freely talk about their love without fear. They could be passionate in their words, and nobody would frown upon them for doing so. This was their night. This was their time.
Elsa concluded that this was the best time to tell Calypso about her frozen heart. The best time to tell her that Aphrodite herself had carefully placed them together as soulmates. That Calypso'd had Elsa's heart from the moment first truly saw her. Love at first sight.
She could finally explain to Calypso that she had been a slave to her heart since she was only thirteen, but that she didn't mind, because the only person she had or ever would love like this was Calypso. Sure, it would be nice to be able to open her heart to other people, but Elsa was fine with her frozen heart. It kept her heart on track. It helped her to keep from being petty in love. For to her, love was about both giving and receiving. Her frozen heart was selfless, but Elsa was greedy. The two balanced out, making Elsa the perfect lover.
The two wore large plain, white shirts, and small pairs of sweat shorts. They were dressed pretty closely to identically because they'd decided to dress alike, as to keep away distraction; especially concerning their attire, and keep the focus on their love. They'd even both braided their hair in one braid down each their backs. Socks, however, were optional. Elsa hadn't felt a need for them, and neither had Calypso, so they both went without.
Their anniversary started with Elsa arriving and sitting down on the made bed, looking around and admiring the setting. It was perfect. And because Elsa had thought about how nice it would be if it snowed gently on the camp, it had started doing so. The window was open, so they could see the little snowflakes drifting to the ground. Calypso's room's condition made it Elsa's current ideal place to tell her everything. She wondered if Aphrodite had anything to do with it, but then shook that thought from her mind. That night, it was just her and Calypso. Nobody else. They were the only people in the world, for all they cared.
Calypso poured wine glasses of cider for both of them. They sipped from their own, feeding off of the tray of fancy candies, chocolates, and cookies.
"I remember when we first met." The caramel haired girl piped up. "You'd just made that ice sculpture that I liked so much… And I stayed studying it after everyone else had been disbanded… And you asked me if I liked it."
"I remember that day too." Elsa chuckled. "I was nervous because I wanted to impress such a pretty girl." Calypso blushed slightly.
"It was sweet how you made it last longer just for me." Elsa smiled shyly at this.
"It's still around, if you're interested in seeing it, after all this time." Calypso looked excited and enchanted.
"You did that for me?"
"Of course I did." Elsa replied. "I… Well… I had certain reasons that I was so… eager to impress and please you though. I think… I think it's time I tell you the full story of what my mother did to me." The young queen nervously took a breath in order to try to calm down some. "Well… It all started when Nico met my mother before I did…"
There was silence after Elsa finished her long story. She was tired, and went to take another sip of cider, but her glass was empty. She reached for the bottle on Calypso's bedside table, but her girlfriend beat her to it.
"Here, let me." Calypso carefully poured Elsa anther glass. The blonde gratefully drank. "So… You loved me from the moment you first laid eyes on me because we're soulmates." Elsa slowly lowered her glass. Her girlfriend sounded in awe, not upset, as she'd feared.
"Yes." The young queen whispered, looking down, and holding her breath. She was surprised by a kiss from her girlfriend. Elsa felt as though she'd exposed everything inside of herself to the girl before her, and now she was being kissed. She was relieved and happy. Everything was in the open now. She'd told Calypso of Khione's curse, running away, being rescued, being kidnapped, all of the abuse that had happened in captivity, the battle, Olympus; everything from Elsa meeting Nico to the two girls getting together. Calypso knew everything. Surprisingly, Elsa hadn't cried. Perhaps it was because she felt completely safe, and because she'd allowed enough time. She didn't know exactly why she didn't cry or get choked up, but one thing she did know; she loved Calypso with everything inside of her, and Calypso loved her back. Elsa was so happy.
"I love you so much. And the fact that you've loved me from the moment you saw my face… It just makes our story better." Calypso whispered. "But that's not too important. What is important is that I want to express my love for you… If that's alright with you." Dark brown eyes met ice blue ones. A silent understanding passed in between them.
"Yes." Elsa whispered. It began with the tray and glasses being moved off of the bed, and braids being taken out in between long passionate kisses. Beneath the sheets they went, where they became one body; one soul. It was there and then that Elsa and Calypso shed small teardrops of love and bliss. They were alright, because it was them together.
During their long, blissful, and loving moment of pure passion, Elsa completely lowered her defenses. She was no longer afraid of anything. She'd crossed a borderline that she'd been previously too afraid to cross. She hadn't been ready. But there and then, she was.
Afterwards, they lay in bed together, gazing into each other's eyes, no regret at all for what they'd just expressed to each other. Their fingers were laced together, as they still held hands.
It was then and there that Elsa's heart thawed.
A beautifully painful yet welcoming bittersweet feeling blossomed in her chest. The girl let out a gasp, as a bright white light erupted from her chest, and disappeared. Calypso had thrown her free arm over her girlfriend as though to protect her.
Suddenly, Elsa could love others. She felt love for Reyna and Piper and Annabeth and Hazel; her dear friends. She loved this moment. But her love for Calypso… Had only grown more intense. Her desire to stay in the same moment forever only grew. Because that, right there, was bliss, an Elsa never wanted to leave this wonderful bubble of happiness.
"Elsa?" Calypso whispered. "What happened? Are you alright, my love?"
The blonde girl paused; gazing into her lover's concerned eyes. She reached her free hand up to caress the caramel haired girl's cheek and tuck her hair behind her ear, as it was falling into her brown eyes.
A smile finally broke out on Elsa's face.
"Yes, my dear." She said simply. "Yes. I'm better than I've been in years. For, you see… My heart is no longer frozen. You did it Calypso; my love. You thawed my heart." Calypso leaned down, capturing Elsa's lips with her own.
"It just… It seems right that your heart would be thawed tonight." The caramel haired girl murmured. "Our anniversary… You telling me your full story… Us making love for the first time…"
"Some of that is cause and effect though." Elsa pointed out, amusement lacing her voice.
"I know, but a lot of important things have happened tonight. Today, and one year ago." Calypso explained. "The only thing that would have made it better was if we'd said our 'I love you's on this date."
"But that would have meant either a year after we'd been together, or the first day. That sounds either too slow or too fast to me." Elsa was messing with her girlfriend.
"Oh, stop it, you." Calypso attacked her lips with a kiss to shut her up. This turned into a makeout session.
Both girls were tired; especially Elsa. Everything had taken a lot out of them. But in a good way. They probably couldn't have been happier; right there in their own little corner of the world, as they drifted off into sleep.
A/N: So yeah, they have sex without marriage when Elsa is seventeen. If you have a problem with them having sex like teenagers do (I think freshmen are having sex at my school), please let me know at the email idon'tgiveafuck IDCatall dot com. (I'm in a bad mood because my dad had to take my brother to the hospital. Now, I'd rather you comment on the actual content of my story than the author's note, because this just got really personal and I don't want to have to remember it forever.