Elsa did many things that put herself outside of her comfort zone. Things that fed her anxiety for sure, but they were things she wanted to do; plays, student council, getting a college degree. Some of the things were what she had to do in order to keep her anxiety from ruling her life. However there were things she happily left outside of her comfort zone, for her own mental health and the physical health of others surrounding her.

Touching was one.



Most of the time this wasn’t a problem. However Anna was a touchy feely kind of person. She naturally felt comfortable giving hugs, or just casually holding hands, touching a shoulder or leaning into people. Elsa wasn’t so comfortable with that. Her friend tried to understand, and often she remembered the personal boundary, letting Elsa initiate the few touches she felt comfortable with. But then there were times when she forgot.

“Elsa! I passed! I passed!” There was only one person on campus with a set of lungs like that and Elsa had foolishly stopped and turned to see who it was instead of running away. It only took her a second to find Anna, and notice that she was running awfully fast. The few seconds however were enough that she couldn’t react before Anna barrelled into her, arms wrapping around her waist. Instantly Elsa’s hands went for shoulders, holding on for dear life. For a few moments she was wrapped up entirely in Anna’s arms. Of course Anna started to slip on the slush, dropping them both into the snow.

“Ah cold cold cold!” Elsa laughed as Anna rolled, trying her hardest to get snow out from underneath her jacket. After a few seconds just enjoying her misery Elsa relented and helped scrape the snow off. She was careful with her hands, but eventually she found them dusting off the redhead’s cheeks.

When her fingers finally got the last of the snow off she noticed little discolorations. At first she thought they were some mud, possibly from the slush by the edge of the sidewalk. But as she looked closer she discovered that they were freckles. A few of the many that spread across the cheeks and the bridge of Anna’s nose.

“Oh you have freckles.” Elsa moved her fingers across Anna’s face, the fingers following the path they made.

“How couldn’t you notice? They’re everywhere.” Anna gestured to all of her, implying that there were more under her clothes.

“I was too busy gazing into your eyes I guess.” It came out before she could think it over, going straight through to the mouth without a stop by the brain filter. Elsa froze while Anna blinked. Then the blonde’s heart decided to have fits as a smirk spread across Anna’s face. The same distracting teal eyes growing the warmest she had ever seen them.

“Why Elsa, you gorgeous flirt. That was smooth, real smooth.” Anna relented when she saw the blush span from one ear all the way around to the other and down into where Elsa’s skin was covered by her jacket.

Laughing Anna got up, finally dusting the last of the snow off her and grimacing as she shook the slush out from inside of her coat. Elsa got up on her own and more slowly got the snow off.

“Oh hey, you missed some.” Elsa looked up confused until Anna started ruffling her hair.

“Anna!” She reached up and pushed the hand away. As Anna’s hand brushed hers, a look of shock filled Anna’s eyes. Elsa stilled but Anna spoke quickly.

“Holy cannoli, you’re freezing!” Anna reached for her hands just as she tried to pull them away. Even with all of her strength Anna was still able to take them easily and they quickly found their way into Anna’s pockets with her own hands, their fingers intertwined.

“Oh cold cold. Give me a sec, there we go. It might take a minute or two but I’ll get them warmed right up for ya.” Elsa didn’t even try to fight the blush this time. When Anna had shoved her hands in her jacket pockets she had pulled Elsa right against her. Their chests brushing for a single instant before Elsa took a tiny step back so she could breathe. Elsa’s first thought was the fact there was only a single layer of cloth between her and Anna’s skin. That struck a chord of fear until she realized that her hands were only millimeters away from Anna’s thighs. And by God they were warm, almost fiery to her skin.

Excitement mingled with the fear but there was warmth to it; joy. She put aside the jittery feeling. Anna was only being friendly. This was something that people did for friends. Okay, maybe it was bordering on romance but what did she know? She wanted it to be romantic but didn’t want to presume.

Well, she knew she wasn’t going to have actual romance, how could she? Her magic made friendship difficult, much less netting a girlfriend. She would settle just for the small domestic fluff pieces. The happy golden ordinary moments she could look back on and treasure like rare jewels. Even if it was only friendship that her relationship with Anna entailed. So instead of jerking away she relaxed into the act, letting Anna warm up her fingers.

For a few moments she felt… content.

“Elsa! It’s snowing!” At first the exclamation gave her a little panic attack as she instinctively repressed her happiness. Her head whipped to Anna, her whole body tensing up and trying to pull away as she started to retreat into herself. But Anna wasn’t looking at her, she was looking up at the sky with her eyes wide and mouth open in a huge grin.

She cackled in laughter, her whole body doing this little adorable hop as she rolled from her heels to the balls of her feet. “Yes! Snow more! I want a whole army of snowmen.”

As the snow started to coat her hair and shoulders Elsa listened to her humm a off key rendition of ‘Let it Snow’ in time with the little hops and giggles. Still tense Elsa started to realize that the snow wasn’t the blizzard she was expecting, it was a light flurry with soft snowflakes that melted when they hit the ground. This fact was enough to stop the panic attack before it began. Her snow didn’t melt when it hit the ground, this wasn’t her storm, it was natural.

And Anna was acting like a kid facing a possible snow day, “Anna… you like snow?”

“Like it? I love it. Snowball fights, snow angels and snow men. Okay, I dislike how cold it can get, but that’s just because it’s hard to make snowballs when you have to wear twenty layers of coats to be comfortable. But yes. I love playing in the snow. It’s the best.”

The happiness Elsa had squashed managed to escape her hold, and the snow became fluffy and light with the largest snowflakes Anna had ever seen in her life. The whole world turning quiet as it was blanketed in the snow flurry. Unconcerned as to the sudden change Anna held out a tongue, catching a snowflake.

Elated she didn’t hesitate to bring it down, hoping to show it off before it melted right away, “Elsah, lookey.”

Elsa had the sudden impulse to bend down the few inches to kiss it away, but before she could give into or resist it Anna had pulled her tongue back into her mouth. The icy creation having melted in the breath between moments. Elsa wished she had put on the scarf this morning. It would have hidden more of the blush that had continued to glow on her cheeks.

She did however manage to respond, “How mature.”

“The most and you know it.”