SPOILERS FOR FROZEN! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!


Elsa sat in her room, watching the snowflakes levitate in the air. She couldn't believe the news when she discovered that her parents were dead. They had perished when their ship sunk on their voyage to Weselton. Her parents were the only contact she had about her sister and life outside her room and the castle. They tried to help her control her powers after she nearly froze her sister. It was an accident, but Elsa still felt horrible about it. Her parents took her sister, Anna, to the mountain trolls to heal her. The king did so, but he had to remove all memories Anna held about Elsa's powers. He also warned Elsa that her powers could turn deadly, filling her heart with fear of hurting others. For thirteen years, her parents reminded her of the same thing: conceal, don't feel, don't let it show.

She could hear her sister leave her post by her door. She had come again, just as she did over the past 18 years, asking her sister to let her in, reminding her that she wasn't alone, and asking if she wanted to build a snowman. Just having her ask that always reminded her of that night. The night she was so close to losing her sister. She stayed in this room for thirteen years, hardly leaving, just to protect her sister and hide her powers. Now that she was finally alone, tears ran down her face, freezing into salty, ice drops as they broke on the floor. When she buried her face in her lap, the tear tracks froze on her face, but she didn't notice.

Elsa could feel another presence in her room, so she looked up to find a man standing before her. She shrunk back against the wall as she took in his features. He had black hair, green eyes, and wore armor the colors of gold, black, and green. His green cape hung at his shoulders.

"It's okay. I'm not here to hurt you," he gently said to her.

"Stay back! I don't want to hurt you," she ordered him.

He only smiled and said, "You won't."

He then kneeled before her and offered her his hand.

She hesitated, but she gingerly placed her hand in his. Nothing happened, except for the fact that his skin was turning blue, with different patterns on it.

"Who are you?" she asked, gazing into his eyes.

"I am Loki, of Asgard," he replied, gazing back at her, before sitting down next to her.

"I felt your pain. I came to see if there was anything I could do."

"I just found out that my parents died. They were the only people who knew of my powers and the only ones who tried to help me control it. Now, they're gone and I'm afraid of hurting people," she revealed, with more tears rolling down her face.

"Is controlling your powers the only option?" he asked.

"My sister almost died because of this," she said, making a snowflake in her hand.

"I don't want to hurt anyone."

A few seconds of silence passed before Elsa asked, "Why did your skin turn blue?"

"... My parents failed to tell me that my true parentage are the Frost Giants. They found me as a baby and raised me as their own, lying to me the entire time about who I was. I tried to kill off the Frost Giants, but I was only criticized for my actions. So I left, and now, I have no home left," Loki told her, sorrow appearing in this eyes.

Elsa was stunned and saddened by his tale, so she took his hand in hers. Loki looked at their intertwined hands before meeting her eyes.

"I guess we're the same," she said, with a faint smile.

"It appears we are."

They spent the rest of the night, talking about their past, and what troubled each other. Elsa learned of Loki's jealousy of his brother, always having to live in Thor's shadow, and always being left out of things. Loki learned about how close Elsa and Anna were as children before the accident, how Elsa was kept in her room without leaving, and how it was always about hiding her powers.

By the time the sun rose over the mountains, outside the window, Elsa's eyes were droopy from the lack of sleep. Seeing her in such a state, Loki picked her up and tucked her into bed.

"Do you have to go?" she asked.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."


Oh, don't mind me. I'm just trying to write a sweet Loki X Elsa story and horribly failing!