Childhood friend AU? Maybe they are neighbors since they remember and practically inseparable. Bonus point for hot first kiss

Four things Elsa loves doing with Anna.



Elsa enjoys holding hands, it reminds her of when they first met.

She was five when they met at a playground, Anna was four. She was surrounded by a group of friends while she was alone with her brother - Hans - the outcast who spoke for his horse plushie. Envy filled her. Elsa wished she was that girl with really auburn hair. Because it was so normal, and the boys were willing to play with her and share their toys. She, on the other hand, was so weird - pale skin and white hair, when her older brother was a redhead.

It made no sense.

She wanted to be part of that group, so she sat there everyday, watching from a distance until one day that girl approached her and she could hear all the boys in the distance whispering amongst themselves. “Hi, I’m Anna.” she said with her arms reached out to her.

She wasn’t sure whether she should’ve taken the hand then. Her brother looked at her and shrugged, she replied as she timidly reached out as wel, “I’m Elsa.”

And from then on, they were inseparable. Everywhere Anna went, Elsa would go, too.

Elsa also treasures the times when Anna rested on her shoulders.

It started sometime during middle school when they begged their parents to let them go home on their own. She remembered excitedly telling her mom it was her first step to independence while Anna eagerly told hers that she just wanted to spend more time with Elsa… and her mom actually approved.

After long days at school spent apart (since they were different levels), they would share about each other’s day as they walked to the bus stop with their hands intertwined. Elsa preferred to listen to Anna’s day, of course. Being the popular one, there were always so much stories she enjoyed Anna ramble on about. When the bus arrived, it was Anna’s cue to keep quiet as Elsa needed to take in everything that happened that day. They would share a set of earphones and the redhead would snore the entire way home. Up to this day Elsa has no idea how Anna sleeps through the bumping on the roads and the humps the driver doesn’t slow down for, until she woke her up.

She always found it endearing that knowing how Anna, who was always chatting about everything and anything and can’t keep still in class, was quiet and still as a mouse. It makes her feel important, as if she was someone special. She loved that as the redhead nestles comfortably on her neck, it felt like everything in the world is right and she had nothing in fear of her future.

Elsa cannot help but smile when Anna introduces her.

Be it as friends or lovers. Her stomach did somersaults, and her heart pounded against her chest as she fears how people took the introduction, or rather, news. But at the same time her face flushed the first few times as she can’t help but awkwardly hid her giggle behind her hand.

She distinctly remembered how their parents took the news when she came out to them - her mother was distraught, but her father seemed indifferent about it. She spent the night curling under her blanket updating Anna on the other end of her line. Mostly though, it was just listening to Hans yell at mom to let it go.

Anna’s parents on the other hand, were extremely eager to shake her hand and congratulate them. Her dad actually threw his arms in the air with a loud “Yes!” and said something like, “Anna you’d better not let her go.” And her mom added a “or we won’t forgive you.” They then turned to her and thanked her for dating Anna with smiles on their face. Anna pouted the entire time they teased her Elsa was surprised Anna could hold her breath for so long then.

Friends came and went, and Anna didn’t seem to mind. To her it was like a test, to see who was worth becoming friends with and who wasn’t. She can’t help but smile warmly. The redhead wasn’t willing to stand for anyone who didn’t accept Elsa and didn’t even try to hide it even though she had already said she didn’t mind. Anna wanted her to mind.

It didn’t make any sense to her - she never once believed pride was a good thing but when the occasional thought or reminder that Anna was proud of her strikes, it takes all of her to not grin like a dope in the middle of nowhere and she has to somehow hide that tiny upside twitch of her lips.

Lastly, Elsa loves it when they kiss.

Be it her kissing Anna, or Anna kissing her. She loves it when Anna surprises her by pouncing from behind, pecking her all over when they meet up after work or greet each other by the door. She enjoys when they’re in bed and their lips cover every inch of each other. Pressing against each other’s cheeks, forehead, the wrists, their necks, shoulders, or their backs. She loves when their lips meet each other, or when they touch her skin. She loves the sounds Anna makes when she places her lips against any part of Anna, she loves how she squirms in bed, fists tightly suffocating the sheets. She adores the moments she kisses Anna and when the redhead thrusts herself upwards as if offering herself to Elsa.

She can’t get enough of it.

But most of all, she loves how after a night together, when she wakes up from her slumber, Anna is snuggling into her shoulders with arms wrapped around her waist. Her nose sits comfortably at the crook of her neck. She kisses her forehead and shoves the redhead off the bed. When Anna fights back, she knows her entire life isn’t a dream. She gives her wife a peck on the lips and tells her it’s time for breakfast.

She thinks it’s the best way to start the day.

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That was very fast, non, thank you! Was this what you had in mind? Sorry it took a day, work has sort of been making me anxious/depressed. Do I get bonus points for just kisses? Also, here’s another I wrote a while ago: here/ao3.



I realise I tend to write smth like this when asked for “childhood” stuff but it’s the only way I see it. Hmm…