okay quick question but when i said i was gonna release 1 chapter a day until the elsanna stuff, i meant elsanna in my opinion. when things start happening. but to y'all, and in regards to this fic, what is elsanna? because i can't upload one chapter a day for like 2 months xD (not that it would take that long but i was thinking maybe like for a week?)

also i cut this chapter in half. if i remember, i'll upload the rest before next week so you have two chapters to look forward to :)

Work is hard the next day. Elsa drops you off at home, and Kristoff is going to drop Joan off while you're at work tomorrow, but you're really not ready to go back. The holiday has been a nice respite.

Then again, you really want to see Hans again. You try and call him again, and he doesn't answer. It makes you frown a little, but you can ask him tomorrow. Instead, you just send him a text.

Hey! Did you wanna grab lunch tomorrow? My treat!

He doesn't respond straight away – or even in the next hour – but you're in the shower and then you're getting ready for bed and it's not like you're just waiting for him to respond.

You're not.

You don't sleep as well that night, even though you've got no logical reason not to. It makes you super tired the next day, and you struggle to get out of bed.

Sometimes you wish that you didn't have to get up so early, but you do. You've got so much preparation to do for the day. It can take up to ten minutes just to get changed, depending on how bad you fuck up like, putting on your pants and shit. You're pretty good by now, but the more tired you are – like this morning – the easier it is to make mistakes.

You very nearly miss your train, but you just manage to catch it. If this becomes a usual thing, you might have to start setting your alarm a bit earlier. The thought is definitely unappealing, so you resolve to just... Be faster.

You're in such a rush you don't even get a chance to check your phone until you're on the train. You've got a text from Hans that just says, "Sure!"

You're not sure how you feel about that.

He isn't behind the counter when you come in, and you're cognisant of the time so you don't wait around for him. You text back in the elevator, just a quick, "I'll be going on lunch at about midday," just so he knows. After that, it's emails and phone calls and meetings. Lots to organise, because even though you were only gone a week, you were gone a whole week, and even though you were checking your emails, this sort of stuff piles up.

Elsa comes in at about 10 and seems to be simultaneously exhausted, but also the most upbeat she's been in weeks. There's a healthy flush to her cheeks, and she seems completely unperturbed that this is the latest she's ever shown up to work. She gives you a giant smile and reminds you of yesterday.

"It was really nice," she says. "There's a new movie coming out on Thursday if you wanted to try and catch it?"

"It's probably not a good idea to be out late on a work night..." you begin. Her face falls, and you quickly add on, "But I'm free Friday night if you are? Or even Saturday morning?" You add the second suggestion, just in case she isn't free. It is a Friday night.

"Saturday sounds great. I'll book the tickets, just in case."

After that, she leaves you to do your job. Hans comes up at twelve on the dot. He seems different, but you can't place it.

Well, he acts different, too, but that is definitely noticeable when he steps around your desk and looks at you. There's a look in his eye that you can only describe as 'hungry'.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks. It's literally the first thing he says, and immediately you feel a blush rising to your cheeks. You nod, and he leans forward, lips claiming yours.

Oh God, it's even better than at the airport. His tongue touches your bottom lip, and even though you really haven't had much – or any – experience, you sort of feel like you should open your mouth and let his tongue in.

So you do, and oh god it's so much better. You don't know how long you sit there, lip locked, but when he pulls away you're completely breathless. And a little glad that Elsa's office is next to yours and you're pretty sure you did hear her door shut.

"You're... really good at that," you say. He just grins.

"Just for you."

The words have a promise in them – promise of more, and a promise that you're not sure you can handle. He's- well. He's already admitted to liking you, and to have imagined you under certain... other circumstances.

You're not sure if you're ready for that yet, but you don't think it's going to take long.

"I uh... so. Lunch?"

"Can't I just have you instead?" he asks. But then he pulls away and he's smiling so you know it's a joke. Mostly. You know he wants you, too, but in the same way that you want him. Soon, but maybe not yet.

Instead of going out, you both just go to the cafeteria. It's curry day today. You buy a butter chicken, and it's super creamy and mild and really, really delicious. You make sure to rinse your mouth out as you're taking a drink of water, just in case he kisses you again.

Now that you've done it, doing it at work when other people can see isn't nearly as scary. In fact, you almost want them to see. You've never been really interested in dating because no one had ever been really interested in you. But, that's changed, and you absolutely want to take advantage of it.

As soon as you're back in your office, you send Kristoff a message.

Hey, i want all the deets about your new boyfriend because my own love life is great and i wanna hear about yours!

You're not expecting a response, and you know that Kristoff knows that because you don't actually get one. You also know that he knows he's going to be forced to talk about it next time you catch up, but you're okay with holding off on that conversation until he's feeling just a little more comfortable.

But you're not gonna wait for long because you really want details.