❄️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ─────────── the transition between friends and girlfriends had been seamless. the only thing that seemed to shift was the new title they both held. the feelings that elsa had for cassandra had really only intensified. she was content in this little bubble they had made over the years. the dance they tangoed along the line of ‘what are we’ finally ended with roses. it’s not that elsa had a need to label anything. she was content with just having cass in her life. however, the rush she felt anytime she called cassandra her girlfriend was truly unmeasurable. it was like sitting under the sun on a warm spring day. for someone who lived in the cold and loved it the feeling was very inviting. the queen could almost see herself making a home in it.
elsa never thought she’d find peace in such mundane activities such as lazily lying in bed waiting for her lover to return. it was a luxury she had never had nor allowed herself to have. there was so much resting on her shoulders but here in the afterglow with cassandra she could just be elsa. not the queen of arendelle, not the woman with ice powers, just elsa which was something she had not been in quite some time without fear creeping in.
“ is both an option ? ” the queen asked, a blush staining her cheeks. she feigned a look of innocence as she sat up a little straighter. “ there was nothing particularly interesting happening today ? ” it always seemed there was an adventure to be had in elias. elsa felt herself melt at her girlfriend’s touch, happily returning the kiss. “ good morning, my love. ” she mused, dazed and happy.
“for you? everything’s an option.” cass replied, with an uncomfortable amount of sincerity. that’s just the way it was with elsa, though. at some point, she’d stopped being surprised by how easy it was to be genuine.
she huffed a laugh, rolling her eyes fondly at the question. “i think you think my life is way more exciting than it actually is,” she said while racking her brain for something interesting to share. “that one guy is still glaring at me whenever i pass him while jogging, though. i dunno what his deal is but i’m starting to wonder how much i could annoy him before he breaks and actually cusses me out.”
her whole body softened at the words ‘my love’, cheeks warming and smile fond. elsa said it so easily, was the thing. that hadn’t stopped surprising her. she shifted to hold elsa’s undoubtedly cold hands, lifting one of them to press a kiss to the back of it, before wrapping her fingers around them in an attempt to warm them. “also,” she continued after a moment, when the blushing felt a little less like schoolgirl crush territory, “i think me and victoria are getting less awkward. hey - does she have a nickname or something? it feels weird to just call her victoria. kinda formal.” she was pretty sure the only person she regularly spoke to that she call by their full name was, like, eugene.
