A/N: I read a drabble recently based on the prompt of a waitress flirting with Anna and making Elsa jealous. I thought Anna was not as considerate as she could’ve been in that one, so I wrote a different version. And it got away from me a little.







“Hi again. I hope everything here has been just the way you like it?” The server’s chestnut curls bobbed slightly as she leaned in to talk to Anna.



“Yes, thank you, Lissi. I’m completely satisfied.”



“Little early in the evening for that, isn’t it?” asked the server.



Anna laughed.



Elsa didn’t laugh. Or smile. If looks could kill, Elsa would be up on second-degree murder charges. As it was, all she could do was premeditate. She gripped the table edge, fighting the urge to say anything, to throw her arm in front of Anna and press her back into the seat, to wrench the table away from the booth and slide herself in between Anna and the waitress.

“Can I tempt you with anything, sweet? From the dessert menu?”



“Excuse me. Lizzy,” said Elsa.



“That’s Lissi,” interjected Anna.



“What?”



“Her name’s Lissi, not Lizzy.” Anna turned back to the server. “It’s a very pretty name.”



“Well I think Anna is pretty, too,” said Lissi.



“Oh, and of course Elsa’s name is—”



“Don’t,” said Elsa. “Just…don’t.”



“What?” said Anna, puzzled.



“Anyway, Lissi,” said Elsa, “I think we’d just like the bill, please.”



“Aw, Elsa, no dessert? They’re, like, known for their desserts.”



“Yeah,” added Lissi. “It’d be a shame to end the evening without something tasty…and a little wicked.”



“I think I’d rather go home now.”



“C'mon, Elsa,” said Anna, giving her a playful nudge. “Pleeeease?”

Elsa sighed, then turned back to the server. “Could you give us a few minutes, please?”



“Sure thing.” She smiled at Anna. “I’ll be back whenever you want me.”

As Lissi left, Elsa sat poised, her eyes closed, hands in her lap, her face appearing calm. Anna understood that Elsa sometimes needed a moment to process, and sat quietly. But as the seconds ticked on, Anna became more anxious.



“Elsa, what is it? Is there a problem?”



“No.”



“What are you doing?”



Elsa took a long, slow breath through her nose, and let it out gently. “I’m remembering what I love about you.”



“Um, I would kind of hope that would make you look happy. Happier than that, anyway.”



Elsa opened her eyes and looked at Anna. “I love how kind and open you are. How sweet and trusting. How…in the moment you are.”



Anna tilted her head.



“I mean, you’re always present. Right here. You don’t get lost in your head like I do. When you talk to me, you’re really here. Now. You connect with me like I’m the only person in the world. And I love that. It makes me feel special.”



Anna nodded, smiling.



“And when you talk to someone else, like our server, you’re still in the moment. You connect with her, no distractions, like she’s the only person in the world. And the coat check girl, and the hostess, and the taxi driver, and everyone you meet. Because that’s who you are. And that’s beautiful. And I love that about you, and I love you. But then I think…maybe I’m not as special as I thought I was.”



“What? No! That was…she was just being friendly. It doesn’t mean anything.”



“No, you were just being friendly. She was flirting with you.”



“No she wasn’t. Really?”



“She was flirting hard. I know. It’s the sort of think I wish I could do.”



“You want to flirt with people?”



“I want to flirt with you, Anna. Only you.”



“Oh, Elsa!” Anna scootched over and put her hands on Elsa’s hand. “Are you jealous?”



Elsa shook her head, paused, then nodded.



“No, sweetie, you don’t need to be jealous.”



“I just am,” muttered Elsa, her head down.



Anna tilted Elsa’s head up again and kissed her on the cheek. “I’m your Anna, and you’re my Elsa, and that’s all there is to it. You’re never going to get rid of me, no matter who tries to flirt with me. And if you want me to stop being friendly with people, I—”



“No! That’s not it at all. I love you the way you are, and I’d never want you to change. Especially not for me. I just— It’s my problem, not yours. I have to learn to deal.”



Anna stroked Elsa’s hand. “Listen. Let me fix it. I’ll go talk to that waitress and straighten everything out.”



Even as Elsa was saying, “Anna no!” she was left alone at the table. Go ahead, Anna. Go off and talk one-on-one with that Lissi person. That couldn’t possibly go wrong or be misinterpreted. Her shoulders sagged as she reached for the carafe of wine.





After a minute or two, Anna returned with Lissi in tow. Anna slid back into the booth and turned to face Elsa. “Elsa, I have some things to say to you.”



Elsa leaned in to say quietly, “Does she have to be here for this?”

“Never mind that,” said Anna. “Elsa, I want you—I need you to know—well, actually I do want you, but that’s beside the point for now—except not entirely—anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. Elsa?”



“Yes?”



“I love you. You are so precious to me. You’re beautiful, and rare and special. You’re like an orchid in a field of sunflowers. I want to love you, and be with you, and I want you to love me and be with me, forever.”



Elsa felt her face grow warm. She blinked away tears. “Anna, I—”

“Hush, you. Elsa, you are the most wonderful, precious thing—except you’re not a thing, you’re a person—you’re the most precious person place or thing in my life. I want you to know how much I love you. I want everyone to know how much I love you. And most of all, I want you to always know, and always remember, how much I love you. So, I wanted to give you a reminder that you could take with you everywhere, and that everyone could see.” Anna turned to the server. “Lissi, could you give her the dessert menu, please?”



Elsa sniffled. “All this to get a dessert? You didn’t have to…” The menu felt odd in her hands, not closing properly. As she opened it, a white gold ring fell out and landed on her placemat.



Anna picked up the ring with one hand and took Elsa’s left hand with the other. “Elsa, would you—I can’t kneel, ‘cause we’re in a booth, but anyway—Elsa, will you make me even happier than you already make me, and marry me, and be my wife forever?”



Elsa’s free hand covered her mouth. “Do you mean it? Really? You’re not just saying this?”

Anna’s always-guileless eyes looked straight at Elsa. “With all my heart. Elsa, will you marry me?”



Elsa nodded. The instant Anna finished slipping the ring on her finger, Elsa crushed her in a hug, then kissed her with all her heart and soul.



In a quiet voice, Lissi said, “Pick anything you want for dessert. It’s on the house. It’s on me.” As Elsa and Anna continued kissing, Lissi said, “I'll…give you a few minutes. To decide,” and left.



After a minute, a chill ran through Elsa. “Anna. Be honest with me. Did you just do this to stop the server from hitting on you?”



Anna looked abashed. “Honestly? To begin with, yes. I figured if I proposed, there’s no way she wouldn’t realize we’re together. But the moment I opened my mouth, the words just poured out of my heart. And I meant every one of them. And I do. And I always will. Will you marry me, Elsa?”



“For fuck’s sake, you asked me twice already!” said Elsa, laughing.



“I just like hearing you say yes.”



“I just like saying it.”



They kissed again.