We May

All My Heart

Kristoff quietly walked to his room in the castle. It was late and he returned early from a harvesting trip. He smiled softly at finding Anna asleep outside his door. "Hey, sleepyhead," he picked her up. Her head fell to rest against his chest. He opened to door to her room. He raised an eyebrow at the painting of Anna's friend, Joan, hanging on her wall. "Kristopher?" She looked up at him. He glanced at her bed, then looked down at her. "You're home," she hugged him. He sat down in a chair beside her bed and wrapped a blanket tightly around her. "A week early." She smiled and held his hand. "Care to explain about Joan?" He held her hand. She blushed, "I missed you and Joan's my friend; I begged Elsa to let me move him in my room, so I wouldn't feel lonely." He chuckled and closed his eyes. She let her eyes fall closed. He smiled and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight, Feisty Pants." Her cheeks covered in a light blush. He smiled and looked at Joan. He could still remember when Anna first introduced him to Joan. "Kristopher?" Her voice yawned quietly. He looked down at her. "I..love you," she fell asleep. "I love you with all my heart," he yawned. Elsa smiled as she and Gerda found them the next morning.