he hears sobbing , someone crying nearby , like a broken thing that can’t be fixed. he’s cold , freezing from the inside out. it hurts , & yet it feels numbing at the same time. he can hear her , hear anna & kristoff & olaf too , but it all sounds so far away. is he dead , alive , somewhere in between ?? sora isn’t sure anymore. but elsa’s safe. that’s all that mattered to him.
if he was dead , at least his life served that much purpose.
an act of true love will thaw a frozen heart.
a tingling sensation , warm & bright , spreads out from his chest , from his heart , like it really is thawing from the inside out. his hand falls from its frozen position , & elsa is a cold weight against him. a breath fills his lungs easily , he gasps in the cold air around him , curling his fingers , flexing his toes , turning his hands.
elsa seems to realize it to , her hands settling against his shoulders , & sora blinks suddenly ( he’s alive , it really worked , he’s here )
‘ you sacrificed yourself for me ??’
cold hands find his own & sora smiles , the answer comes so easily from him , without a second thought.
of course. that’s what you do when you love someone.
he looks to anna , who smiles at him , & then at her sister. if riku were here , he would laugh , sora thinks , maybe call him an idiot. it makes him smile a little , but he’s always had more love than he knows what to do with , he thinks.
love will thaw. of course.
the cold weight of her hands disappears , & soon , so does the ice , the snow , the clouds. for the first time since he arrived , sora feels the sun on his skin & a gentle breeze in his hair & he knows for certain that he’s done the right thing when he watches elsa open her arms , hesitant & waiting , & anna walk into them eagerly.
