𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐟𝐟.

❝I’m gonna tell him.❞ ↳ Kristoff Bjorgman ↳ Literate & Descriptive. ↳ Not new to RP. ↳ Ships w/ Anna. ↳ Frozen I & II. ↳ Detailed. ↳18+

Oh boy, here we go again.

S w e a t s.

He’s just gonna hide now-.

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

“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."

“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.

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

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

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

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

He awake but at what cost...?

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

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

A n n a.

He’s sleeping by the fireplace tonight.

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

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

A snort.

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

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