This is just a drabble that I wrote in school when I was bored. Maybe I’ll put it into a fic at some point, but for now, you can decide how they reached this point in the story.
Helsa (because me) and Hans/Anna friendship fluff (because of reasons)
Just as Hans was sneaking out the door, Anna stepped into the room, and he knew that he was caught.
“Where are you going?” She asked, standing in front of the ex-prince, blocking his way.
“Away,” he answered simply.
“But we haven’t solved anything yet! We still need your help. Elsa needs your help.”
“I can’t be of much help to either of you. Now, will you please get out of my way?”
“Why are you in such a hurry? And don’t say you’re scared, because you’ve fought way worse than your stupid brothers.”
“Well, maybe it’s not my brothers I’m scared of!”
“Then, what is it?”
“Me! And in a weird way, Elsa…”
“Why? You two have been getting along so well! I mean, by the looks of it, it’s almost like you’re in…” She trailed off, and he looked at her with guilt in his eyes as the realization hit her. “Oh… You love her, don’t you?”
“More than I ever thought I could love anyone…”
“But…but that’s a good thing!”
“For anyone else, it is! But in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly the poster child for sanity, Anna!” He shouted before looking away with a sad sigh. “I’m impulsive, and unpredictable, and…” His eyes filled with tears with each word he spoke. “I’m dangerous, and I know it. I hate myself for it. Yeah, I’m in a good place right now. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and because of that, I can control myself. I can be trusted. But what’ll happen when things are going wrong; when I’m not in such a good place?” He raised his head to look into Anna’s eyes. “I love Elsa, but I don’t trust that I won’t cause her more harm than I already have. And…and I can’t bear the thought of her getting hurt, especially at my hand…”
“Hans…the fact that you’re worried about it just proves that you won’t do anything to hurt her. I know this is new and scary for you, but I promise, there’s nothing stronger than love.”
“You don’t understand, Anna. When…when I’m really passionate about something, I can’t control myself. I do things without thinking, and regret it later, but by then, it’s too late.”
“That’s what you used to do.”
“How can you prove that I don’t still do it? You can’t know what it’s like to be me!”
“But I know that if you hadn’t changed, you’d be forcing yourself on Elsa! You would never leave her side, whether she wanted you there or not. But look at what you’re doing! You’re leaving, and giving up everything you ever wanted, all to keep her safe! If you can look me in the eye and honestly tell me that you would’ve done that a few months ago, I’ll let you go right now without another word.”
"You…?” He let out a sigh.
“…You’re right. I never would have done this for anyone…”
“Exactly. People can change, Hans. And believe it or not, you have. Don’t run away from your chance to change everything for the better.” A soft smile spread across Hans’ face.
“You’re a better friend than I deserve; you know that?”
“Yeah, I know,” she laughed, hugging him tightly. “Now, go unpack those bags. We’ve got work to do.”