Y’know if she wanted to do /that/ all she had to do was ask.

Some might think it’s odd to exercise at midnight but in these parts we don’t judge.

A snort.

He’s currently pacing back and forth. This is pretty bad.

The cold always bothered him. How does Elsa do it? A shiver.

He’s sleeping by the fireplace tonight.

A n n a.

F r o z e n (pun intended.) D-Dad?! Oh boy..

“.....Yeah! Totally! Definitely... A-Amazing!” Oh boy..

He awake but at what cost...?

Aaaand he’s just going to leave her still half asleep because being Queen has to be an incredibly tiring job.

He’s just going to scoop his lover in his arms. To the bathroom they go.

“Shower.. At least that’ll wake us both up, right.”

“Why would I even do such a thing?” Gently placing her down the blonde is gazing at himself through the mirror. He looks hideous.

“You’re still asleep aren’t you....?” Kristoff puts her washcloth under running warm water before wringing it out placing it upon her face. That should do the trick.

“Which is why a shower’ll do you some good.” He’s tilting her chin up making sure to clean the sleep crust around her eyes. “There we go. You’ll be good as new in a bit."

“Never.” Oh, nice and toasty. Ladies first.

He’s just gonna hide now-.

S w e a t s.

Oh boy, here we go again.