Elsa let her eyes roam over the body of the bubbly and cheerful girl standing in their living room. "You're going to jog?"

"Mhm." Anna nodded. "I know you said you don't mind, but I still think I could use to lose some extra weight. I don't know..." she said, poking her fingers together.

Anna didn't exactly know why she wanted to jog around. It was as if the idea randomly popped into her head, and that was how most of her ideas happen anyway. Only this time, even she was shocked that her mind decided to give her the urge to exercise. She tried to convince herself that she didn't need it because Elsa said she looked fine, but, oddly enough, she couldn't do it. She knew she was going to eat tons again, and the idea of getting chubbier than now sent a despicable shock to her entire being.

"You're not heavy, Anna," Elsa repeated, feeling conflicted. She should be happy that Anna wanted to live healthily, but her reasons weren't right.

"I know. It's just... I get the urge to? Like my mind just said 'go and exercise' or something!"

"Just like that?"

"Just like that." Anna nodded in affirmative. "But I don't want to do it in a gym! That place is secluded and it smells like sweat!"

"So you're going to jog outside..."

"Yup! I'm going to try it outside. And since I was the one who stopped you from going to the gym, I want you to come with me!"

Of course, Elsa wouldn't mind joining, but she was worried about the redhead's state of mind. Being too conscious of one's body couldn't be healthy. She didn't know why Anna was worried. It was true that she would complain about her figure before, but she didn't do anything about it. She didn't have the urge to try and do something about it.

"I don't mind, but are you sure? You might get tired easily."

"I won't know until I try. I've never tried it before, so we wouldn't know, right? What if I don't get tired? Come on, Elsie, let's go! I wanna talk while jogging!"

You'll get tired, Elsa sighed inwardly. Anna had never exercised before and she was willing to bet that in less than ten minutes, the girl would already whine about her legs turning into jelly. Elsa crossed her arms and smirked. "I'm not sure if talking and jogging go hand in hand for a beginner."

"Are you mocking me? " Anna gasped. "Fine! I'll go jog by myself! If I don't come back, just know that you carry me in your conscience! Forever!"

Instead of panicking, Elsa could only smile. Despite everything that she said, Anna only stood there pouting like a child. It was funny and adorable at the same time. She knew that Anna was only trying to guilt trip her into coming along and that she wasn't really angry.

"Okay, sure. I'll see you later." Elsa shrugged.

"Elsie!" Anna quickly hooked her arms around Elsa's. "Come on! Pleaaaaase? Don't you miss jogging? You do that on a treadmill, right? Don't you want to try it outside with Mother Nature? With me?"

Elsa couldn't suppress a huge toothy grin. Maybe she was spoiling Anna too much, but who could blame her? "Fine," Elsa sighed, trying to sound like she was forced to do it and ruffled Anna's hair, purposely treating her like a child. "I'll just get changed. Wait for me." She left the girl in the living room.

Anna's face scrunched up. Elsa ruffled her hair and she should be angry for being treated like a child, but she wasn't. There was just this fluttery feeling inside her entire being that she couldn't recognize. It was... new and overwhelming. She wasn't sure, but there was one thing clear.

Her face grew hotter the longer she waited for Elsa to come back.

Anna was short on breath and was already wobbling on her legs. Still, she couldn't stop. Having Elsa jog in front of her stirred her inner competitive nature, and she didn't want to lose. It was a ridiculous thought because Elsa was way more in shape than she was, but the sight of Elsa's slender figure, wearing a tank top and short shorts which shape her beautiful bu– I did not think of Elsa's butt! Anna blinked and tried to jog faster.

Elsa turned around and skillfully jogged backward. "You're so slow!"

All too suddenly, Anna's heart skipped for a different reason than exhaustion. She knew it wasn't because of that since it only happened when Elsa turned around. Why? She didn't know, but it sure was happening a lot lately: skipping heartbeats.

"I'm not a health lunatic like you!" Anna managed to say in between gasps. "And you're going too fast! I said I want to jog with you, but you're way too ahead!" Not that I didn't have a nice view o– wait, what?! Okay, maybe she was starting to hallucinate.

Elsa noticed how Anna would often shake her head, and it made her wonder if it was because Anna's vision was getting blurry. "Let's take a break over there." Elsa pointed to one of the benches and Anna responded with a sigh. She was red in the face and looked extremely tired, but, to Elsa's surprise, she wasn't complaining. Maybe she was really serious about staying fit?

When Elsa jogged her way towards the bench, Anna locked her eyes on that body again. Specifically, at Elsa's legs. They seem to go on and on and were so white and flawless. She wasn't a stranger to the reality that some guys and even girls would turn their heads to her best friend, and it made her blood boil just thinking about it. She knew that Elsa was beautiful, but she didn't like it when people ogled her.

Not that she wasn't.

Elsa had the height and the body. Even the beauty and brains! She was also kind and gentle and sweet and- How can someone be so perfect? It wasn't like Anna was jealous. If anything, she was glad that they weren't alike. At least they got to experience new things together. She loved sharing a lot of her firsts with Elsa, and she absolutely loved it when she was also Elsa's first in many things.

Why am I thinking about this anyway? Anna snorted and forced her way to the bench where Elsa was waiting, feeling a sense of pride when she noticed some of the people shooting daggers at her when Elsa offered a bottle of water.

"Are you okay?" Elsa chuckled lightly as Anna took big gulps from the bottle. A part of her was worried about how sweaty and red the girl was, but she was also impressed. It was the first time she had seen Anna not give up halfway when it came to exercise.

"FWUAAAH!" Anna gasped. "Ugh. So tired."

"You actually did great. You didn't even stop for a bit."

"I had a motivation," Anna waved a hand and noticed that Elsa wasn't drinking anything. She frowned and shove the bottle to the blonde. "You're not drinking!"

"It's fine. I'm not tired." Elsa waved a hand, but Anna insisted. "Anna, I'm alright."

"You have to drink! What's the break for if you don't?" Anna opened the bottle. "Come on, Elsie. I can't be the only one drinking! I know you're more in shape than I am, but you also sweated a lot."

Elsa darted her eyes between the bottle and Anna. She admits that she needed to drink, but sharing it with a beautifully flushed redhead made her hesitate. She had seen Anna flushed before, but this was one shade that always made her heart race faster than the other times. This time, Anna was sweating and breathing heavi– Wait! No, no, no! Stop that!

With a silent inhale, Elsa took the bottle from Anna and instantly felt pressure on her shoulders when Anna watched her every move. Do it naturally, she told herself. She swallowed once and raised the bottle up to her lips. She hated to admit it, but her thoughts were unbecoming of a woman. Knowing that she was now drinking from the bottle that Anna had drunk from earlier... Was she a high school boy or what?!

But it wasn't only her.

Watching Elsa drink from the same bottle made something in Anna snap. Especially when that long white flawless skin of a neck kept bobbing up and down slowly with each gulp. There was something about it that Anna couldn't put her finger on.

"You're so hot..."

It was a random comment that made Elsa spurt out the water she was drinking. She was already having a hard time ridding herself of such thoughts - Anna just had to say something like that! Her face grew hotter and hotter as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"W-What?!"

"Oh." Anna blinked and tapped her chin with her index finger. "Did I say that out loud?"

Elsa could only stare at her with her mouth hanging agape. She knew that Anna had a bad habit of blurting things out, but what shocked her more was that Anna was actually thinking about something along those lines. Anna had called her 'hot' casually before, but to say it without adding anything to it? What was she thinking?!

"Yes. Yes, you did," Elsa assured and closed the water bottle.

"I see." Anna sighed while stretching her limbs. "Well, it's true anyway. Might as well just let you know."

"Y-Y-You... you just called me 'hot'."

"I know right?"

Why on earth was Anna thinking about her being hot? What triggered it? And to blurt it out? That just meant that Anna was deep in thought! Thoughts about... me? Elsa's heart skipped a beat at the possibility of that. She knew it could be a far-fetched dream of hers, but she also knew Anna. She would only blurt things out when she was thinking hard about something, her emotions couldn't keep up.

"I think a lot of people think the same. I mean, lots of them keep staring at you."

"T-That's... That's unsettling. N-Not you, but them." Elsa cringed because she wasn't oblivious to the fact that people would look at her. She decided to ignore it, but to hear it from Anna just made it even more real. "You know I don't like it when people stare."

"But it's alright if I do?"

"As if you would stop if I told you not to," Elsa pointed out with a short breathy chuckle. She was used to Anna staring at her and stopped minding years ago. That was just how Anna was.

"Touché." Anna giggled before leaning her head on Elsa's shoulder. "I'm tired, Elsie."

"Rest. I'll stay with you." Elsa leaned her head on Anna's. "But you'll probably be sore if you fall asleep now. If not, then you will be tomorrow."

"Ugh. And here I thought you're starting to be romantic." Anna playfully swatted Elsa's tummy, earning a giggle. "But seriously, my poor legs are tired."

"Do you want to go home?"

"I don't think I can move another step. Maybe sitting down wasn't a good idea." Anna sat straight and that was when Elsa noticed that her braids were getting loose. She watched as the girl tried to stand on shaky legs. "Yup... bad idea," Anna groaned and sat on the bench again.

Elsa felt something warm spread from within her. She had seen Anna try many things before and even enjoyed them all, but the redhead was never excited about the idea of exercising. Seeing Anna try to do something she hated and didn't give up halfway was new and unfamiliar. Almost as if she was seeing a side of the girl that she hadn't seen before. Maybe this isn't so bad, she thought to herself.

Elsa stood from the bench and knelt in front of Anna, prodding her to ride on her back. "Get on."

"W-What?!"

"I'm carrying you home. We jogged all the way from the apartment."

"I-I know that! But why are you carrying me?" Anna asked with a lump in her throat. Out of nowhere, her mind started formulating images of her riding on Elsa's back. It was appealing as it was embarrassing.

"You can barely stand, Anna. Come on, I'll carry you."

"B-But I'm heavy!" Anna shrieked and covered her mouth when people looked at her. Her face blew up into a furious blush at the admission and embarrassment, but mostly because the images inside her head kept piling up one after another.

"I told you, I don't mind." Elsa stood up, and Anna was about to sigh in relief, but then Elsa placed a hand on her back and the other on her legs.

"W-Wait! Wait! Stop!" Anna pleaded. "T-There's no need to carry me. I-I mean that's... You carrying me back- Aren't you embarrassed to be seen like that?"

Elsa's heart swelled at Anna's consideration. It might be embarrassing, but she didn't care. People might start looking at them weird and maybe someone would take a picture, but it doesn't matter. She only cared about how exhausted Anna was to walk.

"I wouldn't offer my help if it was embarrassing, Anna," Elsa pointed out gently. "Now if you're embarrassed about riding on my back, I'd carry you like this. It's your choice."

Imagining Elsa carrying her bridal style made Anna a blubbering mess. She was conscious of her weight, but at that moment, she was more worried that it was Elsa who would carry her. She was conscious about it... and she didn't know why.

"B-Back," Anna weakly demanded.

Elsa smiled and knelt down in front of Anna again, prodding her to ride on her back once more. With a trembling body, Anna leaned down and pressed herself against Elsa's back. Just when she thought that her heart couldn't race any faster, it did. It was vastly new and scary; she didn't know what to do with herself. Elsa was already carrying her and she couldn't really run away.

"I-I'm not heavy, am I?"

"No. You're fine, Anna."