Ding-dong.

Elsa groaned into a pillow. She wasn't expecting any sort of company, nor did she want any. It was a late Friday night and she was home alone again, her parents had gone out for dinner with their friends. A heavy downpour had hit the town some time ago, effectively drowning out her radio, but Elsa hadn't bothered to turn up the volume. Which only made her wonder: who in the hell was ringing her doorbell?

Ding-dong.

Elsa stared out the window for a moment, contemplating whether or not she wanted to get out of bed. The better side of herself had won, but that didn't get rid of the contempt she harbored with every step down the staircase.

Ding-dong.

She rolled her eyes and tried to reason the stranger's persistence, it was raining hard outside after all. Checking through the peephole was pointless, the outside light was broken and asking was a waste of time. Elsa forced an innocent face as she unlocked the door and pulled it open.

Now, most people would greet each other verbally.

Elsa was dragged into a kiss.

A wet, slightly off-centered, and rushed kiss but then the attacker tilted their head a little to the left and everything felt right. Most people would be confound, even angry at such a development and cancel the action before it could prolong, regardless of whether the person was their best friend. Elsa however, was frozen in place because damn Anna was kissing her . She should be annoyed and very confused—confused she was, but not the least bit angered because damn Anna was kissing her.

And Anna was a damn good kisser.

The redhead finally pulled away. Elsa looked mystified, doe-eyed and lips slightly parted. Her shirt had been wrinkled where she was grabbed.

Anna took a few steps back and bashfully ducked her head. "I, sorry, I just wanted to try before I lost... the chance… fuck that was pretty invasive wasn't it? I'm so sorry."

Elsa straightened her jaw, her cheeks reddened as she opened the door wider and stepped aside, "No... you're good, all is good uhm. Do you—come inside?" Her awareness returned as Anna awkwardly shuffled into the living room, drenched. She wore nothing but an old tee, some jeans, and her faded cap.

Elsa made a face after she closed the door and locked it, "Why the hell were you out in the rain?"

"I was out before the rain was, just got caught in it." Anna shrugged weakly. Her gaze flickered around the dark space despite the familiarity, her arms remained crossed over her chest.

"And it never crossed your mind to go home? You know this is how people get sick right?" Elsa raised a brow and crossed her arms, she was just as irritated as she was worried.

"I did." The slip-up was quick and barely audible. Anna cleared her throat and tried again in hopes to cover it, " It … it did. I don't feel like going home, my brother is visiting. I figured I'd stop by and check up on you."

"Well, I'm fine. Thanks," The blonde found the incentive ironic, seeing that she wasn't the one wandering about in the downpour. Neither of them had moved from their spots; Elsa leaned against the back of the couch while Anna stood a strategic distance from the door, as if she was ready to run back into the rain if desired.

Anna wasn't buying that answer, "When was the last time you took a break?" She could see the redness around Elsa's eyes and lack of strength in her posture.

"That's not the least bit important right now," Elsa rubbed her neck, she hasn't relaxed in days.

"I think it's important."

"Why are you really here?"

"I just came to talk."

"You've done a little more than just talk." Her skin still tingled from the kiss, she dragged her teeth over her bottom lip.

Anna ducked her head and readjusted her cap, "Not the best conversation starter, I'm aware and again I'm sorry for that. I prolly shouldn't have even come this late to begin with because now you're out of bed and I'm getting water all over your floor. But here we are at ten-something at night, so why not turn this into more than a waste of time?"

Elsa tightened her arms around her torso and leaned against the back of the couch. She had been carrying a dull ache in her chest since that night, and it only intensified when the redhead was around. At the same time, at this very moment, she's never felt so relieved that Anna was standing in front of her.

"Please, can we talk? Just give me a few more moments. You don't have to say anything and you can kick me out or kick my ass whenever you feel like."

She sighed, finally meeting Anna's anxious stare, "Alright, I guess."

"Alright so I've… known how you've felt about me for a while now, and I wanted to apologize for ignoring you. That was immature and an overall irrational thing to do. There's no legitimate excuse for my actions, not that I would give one if I could but uhm... I…"

Anna took a deep breath before looking down. "I didn't know what to do, when I first figured it out. I was appalled more than anything, maybe even a little flattered that someone like you would find any of this—" She motioned to herself, referring more to personality than her physique "—remotely attractive. Of course I considered asking you about it at the time, but then I realized that in doing so, I'd have to confront my own feelings as well and… and they've always been this weird abstract concept."

Anna paused for a moment and waited for the telltale burn in her throat to die down before she continued her confession. She felt like she was in the library again, sixth period, two years ago; her palms are clammy and her heart is threatening to give out as she tries to bring up the subject casually. But this time there are no escape routes, no jokes or tricks she can use to change the topic.

"Elsa you are the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't have the best life but… you being apart of it makes me want to see it through." She takes a step forward, reaching out to grasp Elsa's hands; but stops midway and retracts, curling her fingers a couple of times while she watches them tremble.

Anna hasn't looked up since the start of her confession, and she dares not to out of fear. Instead she continues in a cracking voice, "Everything comes to an end eventually, but the thought of me being the cause scares me more than you simply drifting away… and in the my clumsy attempt of trying to preserve what we have, I just messed things up."

"Very idiotic of me, I know. I shouldn't be surprised," Anna added after a moment of silence.

"Anyway, I've uh, held you up long enough. Pretty sure you're done with my shit by now, I know I sure am so—"

Elsa clasped Anna's hand as she began to walk towards the door. Anna froze, eyes trained on the exit and left leg in position to take the next step. By the time she registered the cool hold on her hand, she was already being dragged into a firm embrace.

"I just wanted to you to acknowledge me," Elsa finally muttered against her crown, "some sort of sign that I wasn't invisible."

"I didn't want to lead you on—"

"I wouldn't have cared."

"And then just waste your time —"

"I wouldn't have cared."

" With my shitty self-awareness—"

" I wouldn't have cared !"

"But I would! I do . I don't want to stumble in, wreck everything, and then leave. I don't want you to be just another experiment. I don't want to walk away regretting our relationship or what we've done because— fuck, Elsa you're—I don't… You're already so important to me and I don't want to risk losing you."

Elsa struggled to find the right words while Anna pawed at her shoulders, it was as if the slighter woman couldn't decide if she wanted to hold on or push her away. She couldn't entirely focus with the emotional confession bouncing around in her head. The blonde finally settled on where she wanted to go, "Can you guess why I wouldn't give two shits?"

"Because you're too tolerant for your own good," was the weak reply.

"No—close, but no," Elsa smiled, "I wouldn't care whether you'd have led me on blindly or used me to find yourself, because I'd still be with you , like this . Honest and open even if sometimes it will hurt; even if my feelings get dragged along on your trip to self-discovery, because every moment I spend with you is never wasted. Yeah, there are times where I'm absolutely pissed at you and I'm sure the feelings are mutual—but god knows I've missed you far more than I've resented you these past few weeks."

Elsa pressed their foreheads together without much care for Anna's wet hair or the cap that threatened to fall off. "I just wanted you to see that I'm here, enjoying us even if things stay the same."

"The thought of you ever leaving terrifies me too but… I'd put up one hell of a fight before I let you go, and wait patiently for you to come back because Anna—" She paused, startled by the sudden appearance of teary blue eyes that challenged her own. She finished quietly, "I can't see myself without you."

It was Elsa's turn to squirm under the silence. Her heart was in her ears along with the relentless thudding of rainwater against concrete. She couldn't help but run the conversation in her head and search for something she did wrong; if her words were too forward, or if her hands were lingering for too long. But despite it all, her heart was set: whatever Anna decided to, she would bare with it.

"You wouldn't mind if things never change?" Anna eventually croaks out.

"This has always been enough." You have always been enough.

"And if things do? Change, that is…" For the worst?

"I'll hope it's for the better." I have faith in us.

"Mm… Can I kiss you?"

"Can I just say that's the first time anyone has ever asked me that," she laughed.

"Hey, consent is important y'know," Anna countered with her infamously crooked smile. It was small and mellow compared to other times, but felt more genuine.

"You didn't ask the first time," Elsa playfully retorted as she leaned in for the money shot.

"Yes well if you haven't noticed, I don't always make the best decisions…"

"Don't we all…"

A/N: S'been a while, yeah? Yep. Just a warm up so I can get back into the writing flow. But now that we're over that small angst period in this piece, we can get back to fluff fumbling-with feeling this time. I was actually thinking about dropping this story(kinda story?) but reading the wholesome reviews made me remember how invested I was in these two, so a major thank you for that extra dose of encouragement. *thumbs up*