Anonymous asked: Anna and Elsa acting like lovebirds and driving their friends nuts

Their faces were inches apart, and Elsa could feel every inch of Anna’s body that brushed against her own. Anna’s eyes twinkled with mirth and love and the blue-green of the ocean under sunlight, and her hand was warm against Elsa’s cheek as she cupped it, caressing Elsa’s face with her thumb. Elsa’s arm wrapped around Anna’s waist as she wriggled in Elsa’s lap, giggling and sighing when Elsa’s mouth quirked into a goofy smile.

“Gods, you are so amazingly beautiful,” Elsa breathed, and Anna’s gaze dropped to Elsa’s lips, her neck flushing. “I could stare at you all day.”



“I’d like to do more than just stare,” Anna murmured, and Elsa’s blush rivaled the pink of Anna’s lips as she leaned closer.



“Oh god,” Kristoff groaned, gagging and covering his eyes. “Please. I’m trying to eat here.”



“What happened to being cute and shy and unsure of each other’s feelings?” Rapunzel complained, throwing a napkin at the lovebirds. “Why can’t we go back to that?”

Anna ignored them and planted light kisses on Elsa’s lips and face as Elsa turned to raise an eyebrow, grinning at the hecklers. “You were the ones raising a stink about how we needed to get a clue and shack up already.”

Anna whispered something in Elsa’s ear before nipping it and Elsa swallowed, her grin faltering as she bit her lip.



“Get a room!” Eugene crowed, and Rapunzel and Kristoff followed suit, pretending to be sick and booing. Anna granted them a sly smile and a sidelong glance and slid her hand up Elsa’s side.

“I think we will, won’t we Elsa?” She hopped from Elsa’s lap and slipped her finger into a belt loop on Elsa’s jeans, tugging her to her feet and walking away from the table, switching her hips as she want. Elsa let herself be led away, her face eager.

“Well, we won’t see them for an hour,” Kristoff grumbled. He looked over to see Eugene and Rapunzel sneaking away to their own room. “Hey! You guys are as bad as the lesbians!” It was futile to yell after them. Sighing, Kristoff looked under the table. “At least we have each other, right boy?” Sven huffed and lifted his head from his paws, giving Kristoff a skeptical look. “Not like that!”

