Wobbling on her legs, Elsa stumbled her way to the living room. Maybe wanting to finish fast wasn't the best idea. It triggered mental stress and numb fingers, much to Belle's dismay. Thankfully, the brunette was kind enough to let her get her way, also wanting to go home fast. Only, it wasn't as fast as they initially thought.

"Talk about looking like a zombie."

Elsa stilled and saw Anna sitting in front of their coffee table. It was then that she noticed how the living room was a mess. Papers, papers, and papers everywhere. If she wasn't exhausted, she could've chided the girl. But no. At that moment, she was just glad to see Anna still awake and greeting her with a warm smile.

"You're still up." Elsa frowned halfheartedly as she walked her way to the couch.

"Couldn't sleep." Anna shrugged, half-expecting Elsa to sit on the sofa. She was pleasantly surprised when the blonde took the spot beside her and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. "You're getting used to that," Anna playfully noted, hoping that the slight waver in her voice was simply her imagination.

"I'm not allowed to?"

"It's fine." Anna decided to busy her hand with her drawings. "I was the one who told you to try and initiate contact anyway."

Sometimes, Anna couldn't help but hate her past self. If only she didn't force this deal on Elsa, maybe she wouldn't be this messed up. She could always call it off, sure, but she never goes back on her promises. Especially promises made to Elsa. It would be unfair if she cut the deal off when Elsa didn't have anyone special to her yet.

If only Elsa would just tell her that she liked Belle...

Anna didn't like it, but at least it could save her any more heartache in the future. She admitted that Elsa coming home for her sake was very tempting, but she also knew she had to give Elsa a chance to mingle with someone who wasn't her. If Elsa chose Belle to hang out with, she couldn't do anything about that, but she didn't want to see it happen in front of her. The last time they were all together, Elsa's attention was on the brunette. She didn't want a repetition of that.

"So how did it go? Did you have fun? Where did you eat?"

"Something French. I'm not sure, but it was Belle's favorite restaurant," Elsa shrugged. "It was delicious, but I think I prefer Italian."

"I see." Anna forced a tiny smile and continuously drew something.

"Did you eat?" Elsa asked. "I can try to cook something."

"No need. I managed to make something simple," Anna promised, not wanting Elsa to worry.

"I'm sorry," Elsa apologized, lowering her head in shame.

"For what?"

"I should've cooked something for you to heat up," Elsa admitted.

Why did you spend your time with Belle then? Anna cursed herself. She shouldn't be too possessive because Elsa wasn't hers. "I'm not a child anymore, Elsa. I can come up with my own dish. You said so yourself. It wasn't perfect, but at least it's edible."

Anna went back to drawing. She was glad that Elsa would worry about her even when she was already too exhausted, but it was also making her feel bad. She knew that Elsa had always been caring. She was just that kind of girl. But Anna was having a hard time dealing with her own feelings when Elsa kept acting this way.

It was almost impossible not to love her.

Back when they were in high school, Elsa would only feel at ease around her. It usually made her proud, but the display of the same act back when Belle came over made her feel terribly anxious. She couldn't get the events of that day out of her mind. Everything she thought was exclusive only to her, it was given to the brunette that day. Now, Elsa went to celebrate something ridiculous with Belle. Just tell me you like her already, she pleaded inside her head.

"I still wanted to cook for you." Anna jumped when Elsa leaned her head on her shoulders. "How long are you going to draw? It's getting late."

"Five more pages," Anna managed to push past the lodge on her throat. "You should sleep, Elsa. You're tired. Again."

"I'll wait. I don't want to sleep when you're still doing that."

"I don't pull an all-nighter as much as you do." Anna tried to be comical. "We don't sleep in the same room anyway. Just go to your room, close your eyes, sleep and dream about something cool!"

"But I'm tired of dreaming..."

The statement made Anna look at Elsa as much as their position could allow it and saw how Elsa's eyes were already closed, her chest rising and falling at a slow and steady pace. She fell asleep, Anna sighed inwardly. She knew she had to wake Elsa up. She couldn't carry her because she wasn't strong enough, but knowing just how exhausted Elsa was made her hesitate.

"You don't play fair, Elsa..."

Elsa rubbed the sleep from her eyes and was unable to stifle a long yawn, snapping back to reality when she heard a light giggle. "S-Sorry. Did I sleep on you?" Elsa smiled shyly.

"Slept and drooled, yes," Anna giggled and pointed to her sleeve, effectively making Elsa blush and barely able to register that Anna wasn't wearing a camisole but a shirt.

"S-Sorry!" Elsa shrieked, heavily embarrassed.

"It's fine. If you want to drool, go ahead. I won't judge," Anna said, fixing her papers and art materials.

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Duh! You were sleeping, Elsa." Anna placed all her pencils inside the pencil case. "Anyway, I'm done with the drawings for now. I can't carry you to your room so I had to wake you up."

"Why didn't you wake me earlier?" Elsa asked more calmly this time.

"You looked exhausted." Anna picked up her stuff before standing. "You should go to bed. It's more comfortable there."

Elsa blinked and looked around, now fully realizing that she was still in the living room. Her mind started to show her the events of the last few... hours? How she rushed that 'celebration' with Belle in order to come home early to spend time with Anna. I did, but I was unconscious, she bitterly thought. Of all the times to fall asleep, it had to be when she was with Anna. How pathetic could she be?

"Do you..." Elsa hesitated as she pushed herself up. "D-Do you want to... to sleep together?"

Anna's heart skipped a beat at the nervous way Elsa asked to sleep together again. The last time she agreed, she wasn't able to sleep. Sleeping beside the woman she was in love with took its toll on her, but she was glad that Elsa was able to sleep well. However, at that moment, she would like to avoid it as much as she could. She was already in too deep and was afraid to fall deeper.

It was scary.

Normally, she would've jumped in without much thought. That was her way of life. But now, she didn't want to do it when Elsa was involved. These feelings inside of her grew more and more with each passing day, and if she didn't do anything about it fast, she would surely break. Maybe... Maybe she had to take matters into her own hands.

"Sorry," Anna smiled apologetically. "I want to sleep alone for now. I'm tired and I might move a lot while sleeping. I don't want to wake you."

"Oh." The hurt that glinted in Elsa's eyes nearly made Anna take it back. "O-Okay. Uhm... good night?"

"Good night, Elsa." Anna smiled and walked back to her room, trying hard not to look back and hug Elsa, tell her that it was fine to sleep together. She knew that if she did, she would be having a harder time dealing with her own feelings.

Anna had to do something about it, but it didn't have to be a confession. She knew that Elsa doesn't feel the same way. Even when the blonde would always be kind to her, Elsa's interactions with Belle was proof enough that she wasn't anyone special. Honestly, what was the difference between her and the brunette? That she knew Elsa longer? That she was the best friend? That she was the 'girlfriend'?

What of it?

Elsa wasn't much when dealing with strangers, but she was able to get comfortable around Belle in a span of a few months. That was saying something. If Elsa felt at ease with Belle, then Anna would gladly hand her over. At least she had a glimpse of what the brunette was like. Even though she didn't like how Belle would glare at her, at least she knew that Elsa was comfortable around the girl.

Elsa was staring directly at dark green orbs, her mind blanking out the moment she saw him standing with all his glory outside their unit.

"Long time no see, Elsa."

With her mind running a million thoughts at once for any possible reason why he was here, Elsa wasn't able to respond. Every single one of the reasons she could come up with led to one thought alone. He was in their apartment for one reason alone.

"Hans?!"

Elsa's head snapped to the side to see Anna wearing nothing but her camisole and short shorts. Anna's face immediately flushed, and she covered herself with both hands.

"What the hell?! You could've sent me a message!" Anna bolted off to her room, leaving Elsa to deal with... Hans.

If it wasn't for her touching the doorknob, Hans would probably notice how Elsa's hand was trembling. She didn't like it when other people see Anna in those revealing clothes. Most especially when it was a guy. A guy who used to be Anna's boyfriend.

"Come in." Elsa opened the door for the guy to enter.

Hans' lopsided smile didn't go away as he entered the unit without any reservations, sending something crawling at the back of Elsa's neck. She wanted to ask why he was here, but he wasn't her visitor. He was here for Anna. But why? The answer to that was something Elsa wanted to know but was afraid to know as well.

"Back!" Anna greeted. "So, uhm! Well, you both know each other. I'm pretty sure no more introductions needed," she laughed nervously, and both greeted each other with a simple hello. "R-Right! Then... shall we?" Anna asked as she looked at Hans.

Elsa slowly, slowly looked at Hans who was still standing proudly, looking at Anna longer than deemed appropriate. Elsa could tell that look in his eyes. It wasn't predatory; it was gentle, loving and longing. He still liked Anna, that was for sure.

"Going somewhere?" Both redheads looked at Elsa when she asked.

"No, no. We're just..." Anna stopped. "We actually have a project for school. Finals. We're paired up. I thought he wouldn't come until much later."

"Yeah, about that." Hans offered a folder to the female redhead. "Ms. Mode said to give you this. I don't like carrying other people's stuff so I decided to come early. Hope you don't mind."

"Wait. Isn't this available until next week?" Anna took the envelope while raising an eyebrow.

"Second week of the month, Anna. Not two weeks before the month ends." Hans flicked the girl's forehead, earning a shriek.

The action made something in Elsa snap. Anna and Hans looked at the taller girl when they actually heard something snapped. The female redhead's eyes lowered and saw Elsa's hand which was clutching on a pen that was now split in half.

"Elsa, that was expensive!" Anna took Elsa's hand in hers to check the pen. "Isn't this your favorite pen? What happened?"

"It's fine. I have spares." Elsa took her hand back and licked her dry lips. "I'll leave you two alone. Still need to finish some papers." Without waiting for a response, Elsa went back to the dining table and forced herself to concentrate on her papers.

It was awkward enough that all three of them were in the same room, but then Hans had to be touchy-feely with Anna. She knew it wouldn't do well to think too much of it, but she couldn't help it. Out of all of Anna's exes, Hans was the only one who kept coming back into their lives, intentional or not.

"She looked angry," Hans commented, making sure that Elsa wouldn't hear.

"Well, it's you," Anna said nonchalant, and Hans chuckled. "Just don't do anything that could easily cross the line, and maybe you'd be lucky not to have your head off. She was really angry when we broke up."

"Have you told her yet?" Hans opened up his bag and pulled out his laptop.

"Are you crazy?!" Anna whispered harshly. "She's my best friend, Hans! It could ruin us forever if I did!"

Hans brought out his tablet. "What if she likes you too?"

"She only sees me as a sister." Anna sat beside Hans, making sure she can see Elsa from the dining table. "A-And I... I don't think I can take it if she rejects me."

"Have you seen the way she looked at me? It looked like she wanted to bury me alive. Sure, I did a real dick move, but you already know why I did it," Hans scoffed. "You didn't tell her you were gay?"

"I didn't get a chance to." Anna frowned and gave her USB to the guy. "Besides, she was probably just being protective. I've been with a lot of guys before, with you being the most recent, in case you forgot."

"How can I forget? It's the first time I made someone mine, but their thoughts were always of someone else." Hans laughed when Anna playfully punched him on the shoulder.

Such actions didn't go unnoticed by Elsa. The dining table was still visible from the living room, and she could also see the duo just as much as the duo could see her. Elsa couldn't hear what they were talking about, but this show of flirting was definitely making her uneasy. It took everything she had not to bolt over there and kick that guy out of their apartment.

Elsa didn't like it.

She didn't like Hans intruding in their lives again, but she also didn't like what she was slowly becoming. It was almost as if she was starting to feel like a real girlfriend, getting jealous and wanting to be possessive. She didn't want anyone to flirt with Anna, she didn't want anyone to kiss and touch Anna, and she didn't want anyone to see Anna in those revealing clothes but her.