He's waiting very patiently for his good morning kiss 😐
Almost like a breeze, without any sound to alert him beforehand, she was suddenly sitting there by his side. Cold digits carefully ran through his face, lining his jaw, up to his cheeks and dark strands falling over the hero's features.
Who'd know for how long Elsa's been sitting there, just admiring Tim's face, wanting to keep that image of peace imprinted on her very soul-- where nothing matters. Not a sound, not a worry, just this moment frozen in time.
Spell broken only by Tim moving slightly, seemingly wanting to get up from bed. It was only then that she decided to reach out, leaning forward and placing ruby lips over his own, staying put for awhile.
' Have you slept well? I brought some hot chocolate for this chilly morning. '
