Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

The decision

Jack

"Wait," I say. "Elsa, I didn't mean it like that."

"Leave me alone," She replies.

"Please hold up?"

"You can't get up, Jack. You're still seriously injured. The doctor told me not to let you get up."

"That won't stop me."

Now that made her turn around. I attempt to get up. I wince and clutch my head. I collapse, but I'm still conscious.

"Oh my god, Jack. I told you not to get up!" She exclaims. She helps me up.

"I'm fine," I say.

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" She points to my arm. I poke it. Nothing hurts.

"That's been there. It stopped." I get up onto the bed.

"Crap, Jack. You scared me to death."

"Elsa--"

"Shut up. You scared me enough."

Silence. I listen to her directions. "Do you really want to know what would make me feel better?" I finally ask after a minute or two of silence.

"I think I could probably guess." She says in her as-a-matter-of-fact voice. This is the first time I actually heard it.

"Then guess." I say.

Elsa smiles. She wraps her arms around me. I do the same. Our faces get closer and closer. This time, there is no hesitation. No pulling away. It's just me and her. Once we're close enough, she pulls my face closer. Our faces touch. Then our lips touch. It is a gentle, soft kiss. Her lips are cold and soft, but it doesn't matter. We don't pull away, to savor the moment. We only pull away for an occasional breath. We slowly but surely we get a little hungrier each breath, begging for more.

We slowly pull away, noses still touching. Elsa smiles. I smile. We now just stay on the infirmary's small bed. We are close and snug. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see a small figure. Toothy. Her hands cover her face and she exits the doorway. I ignore it because it could be an illusion my brain is showing me. So we just stay there for a while. I just wish I could be with her someday. Stop, Jack. You have a girlfriend. Stop thinking these things. This isn't right. Being with Elsa while Toothy still loves me. I have to choose. A voice in my head says stay with toothy, but I love Elsa and all my love for Toothy withered away over the past two weeks. I decide that I'll talk to Toothy.