|REACTION MEME| Bruised and Broken Version
“I’m fine–I’ve had worse.”
Falling off of Sitron when he first
tried riding him had given him
much worse. He didn’t think that
this was so bad.
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❂ –– ❝ If she pokes me with the stick one more time– ❞
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❂ –– “Your naivety is adorable but oh so infuriating most times.”
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No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know
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❂ –– It was all somewhat of a blur how Hans and Kristoff ended up where they were, the smaller of the two sitting on the kitchen island counter. The larger had his hands on his waist, trailing his lips down his neck and working soft moans from the redhead. Hans’s hands gripped at the blonde’s shoulders, fingers pressing into the fabric in response to the other’s actions. There was a slight stubble along Kristoff’s jaw, and feeling that brush up against his neck with every kiss and nip could have almost brought a laugh to escape.
But he was focusing more on what the other was doing, toes curling in slight frustration when the blonde pulled back to ask him the question. Hans raised a brow and looked to the other, thinking of where would be best for them to continue. One hand moved from the Kristoff’s shoulder to cup at his face, thumb running along his jawline before a smirk spread to his lips.
❝ Unless you’ve got what you need on you, I think the shower’s a good place to go. ❞
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❂ –– ❝ Well of course–It’s much more fun to tease you. ❞
Hans had spent the past five minutes delivering only kisses, nips, and laps of the tongue to Anna’s neck and chest, one hand trailing along her side as the other cupped her breast. Fingers fingers danced along the skin and squeezed, toyed with her nipples and did everything he could to have her moaning underneath him. She could see it as him being an asshole, teasing just so she could squirm about. And honestly, if he had to come up with an excuse why, it was just that.
It was only harmless, though. He was just having his fun.
A smirk spread to Hans’s lips as Anna rolled her eyes at him, the former prince leaning up and catching her lips in a heated kiss. Anna got to have her fun with him whenever she chose to, whether it be them playing around or in bed as well. Why couldn’t he do that as well? In his own way, of course.
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❂ –– ❝ I wonder why. ❞
He actually was. Why would they be looking for the both of them? With Hans, it was to be somewhat expected. Banished prince, knows things about his kingdom that could be very useful to opposing forces, it was to be expected that he would have people looking for him. And maybe that was just it, that those people were just looking for him. Or they had seen Kristoff around him, had seen them talk to each other, and thought that he would know some things as well.
Whatever it was, Hans wasn’t sure. But he knew that they should probably go elsewhere and hide for a bit. Try and get those looking for him off of their trail.
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❂ –– ❝ They’ll find out that you’re harboring a banished prince–
–the same prince that tried to kill you whilst under a spell–
–sooner or later. But such facts will not pass from my lips. ❞
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❂ –– ❝ Only a little? ❞
With their position, a runaway and a banished, you’d think that the two of them would be more serious than they were some days. That they would be working day in and day out to support each other and take care of the cabin they kept. But with the money that they had made from selling their ship, as well as small jobs they picked up on the side every so often, the two were set fairly well.
So on days that they were both feeling a good amount of energy, they went out and did whatever they felt like doing. That day, it seemed that the activity they would partake in would be tree climbing. Hans was ahead of Anna and the two were laughing and having fun—well, that was before a branch broke and Hans fell a bit, catching himself on the next branch and almost biting clean through his lip. The former prince managed to split it, though, and when Anna called attention to the minor wound, he touched the split, only for his finger to pull away with some blood on it.
❝ It’s not that bad. ❞
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❂ –– ❝ I’ve had worse– ❞
Thanks to falling off of the horses in the stable when he was younger, Hans knew that he had dealt with much worse. He’d only slipped in a nearby stream, scratching up his right arm and his cheek a bit. Nothing all too bad.
❝ Just a minor accident. ❞