taillesstigers asked: *rubs hands* Okay! Anna and elsa share a class and once its over anna tries to ask elsa out but she freaks out and leaves, leaving something behind. Elsa tries to catch up to return it, feelings occur and there is kissing in the rain.

“Wait!”



Anna kept walking, feeling foolish as the soft rain pelted her face, but too scared to stop now.

“Anna, please! Wait up!”



She’d blown it. She had talked herself up to Kristoff and Hans, sure she’d be able to sweep Elsa off her feet with some stupid pick up line, but – standing face to face with Elsa, who was gorgeous and smart and pretty much perfect, Anna realized what an idiot she’d been. She had no chance.

“Dammit, Anna, you know I can’t run in heels!”



Stopping and letting out a small laugh, Anna turned, watching as Elsa high stepped in order to catch up to her. “I’ll never understand why you dress up just for class,” she called back, shoving her hands into the pocket of her hoodie. Her toes wiggled in her canvas shoes, not faring much better in the rain. Her socks would probably be soaked by the time she got back to her dorm.

“I like to look nice,” Elsa said, defensive as she stopped in front of Anna, breathing hard. “I don’t understand why you suddenly ran off with a mumbled goodbye, not even stopping to pick up your phone when you dropped it.”



Anna panicked a second, patting each of her pants pockets and groaning when she recognized the phone in Elsa’s hands. “Thanks,” she grunted, embarrassed, and reached for the cell. Elsa held it away from her and stepped closer so that they were mere inches apart. Anna tried to step back but Elsa only followed her, keeping them close.

“Why did you run away?” Elsa murmured, slipping Anna’s phone into the pocket of her pea coat to keep the rain off of it.



“Come on, Elsa, give it back,” Anna demanded, exasperated. Elsa made no move to retrieve the phone and Anna groaned, rolling her eyes. “Are you really going to make me take it back from you?”



“Why did you run away?” Elsa repeated, stubborn and stiff. She really was going to make Anna take it. Anna reached for her pocket but Elsa grabbed Anna’s wrist and stared at her, her bright blue gaze unwavering. Anna’s eyes dropped to their hands and she tugged away from Elsa’s hold. Elsa didn’t resist, letting her hand drop to her side while Anna’s lifted to cover her face.

“I was embarrassed.” Anna muttered. “I… I wanted to ask you out, but I couldn’t do it.”

“I see.”

Anna’s stomach flipped at the flat tone of Elsa’s voice. “So, thanks for chasing me down. Can I please have my phone back?”

“Sure.”

Anna looked up and watched as Elsa pulled her phone out and held it in front of her, waiting for Anna to take it. Her face was unreadable, but Anna knew she really had blown it. She should have just made something up. Sighing, Anna grabbed her phone, but before she could retract her hand, Elsa grabbed it again and yanked her close, pressing her lips against Anna’s in a passionate, yet relatively chaste, kiss.

“Anna,” Elsa breathed, blinking as the rain caught in her eyelashes, “will you go out with me?”

