Frozen yogurt!!!! {TAG Kristoff}

Tadashi had had such a busy, intense morning with the project he and Hiro were working on that he had ended up deciding to take the afternoon off: boy... creating an artificial intelligence was a challenge even for him! An awesome, interesting experience, but still... it was tiresome and it was draining all his energies! He needed sugars now! And what better place to recover some sugars than the fastfood area? He skipped all the hamburger stands, pizza spots and taco places, he wasn't interested in those kind of stuffs... but oh the amazing muffin stand, the cupcake spot, the ice cream station, the cheesecake place, the cookie den.... not to mention... the frozen yogurt stand! Now that was what he needed! Frozen yogurt! He ordered a large cup with hot chocolate on it and all the sweet toppings one could think of: and oh my it was sugary delicious! He sat down on a bench in that area, enjoying his little treat, after all he had deserved such a reward.

Kristoff paid for a pretzel. He just needed to eat something, he thought his stomach was gonna explode during his training session today. Luckily he wasn't in the division with people with super hearing or anything. They would've heard fireworks coming from there. Waltzing over from the stand with his food, he glanced around to find somewhere to sit. Walking around he saw a bench by the frozen yogurt stand and saw the skinny quiet guy that was in his division. Even though Kristoff didn't like people all too much, all the other seats were taken in the fastfood area and the guy didn't talk much.. so maybe it'd be like nobody was even there. "Hey," he said as he sat on the other end of the bench that the guy sat at. "Mind if I sit?" He asked, even though he was already sitting.

He was just starting to enjoy his frozen yogurt when suddenly his little moment was interrupted by someone talking to him. Tadashi was so focused on his treat he had to blink twice to actually get back in contact with the real world and realise who that was and what was asking "Uhm... ah... n-no... g-go ahed..." he replied, shy as usual, while the guy had already started to sit down anyway. He knew him... well, kind of: it was one of the boys from his divisions. Kristoff... he didn't know why, but since the very beginning this guy here had given him a weird sensation... just like something was off... he didn't know... just... he wasn't really comfortable around this guy... and that, for his standards, was saying a lot!

"Thanks," he said with a small nod as he started to eat his pretzel. It wasn't that great but it was still edible. Kristoff couldn't help but glance back at Tadashi and notice his body language. He seemed really uncomfortable and he wondered if it was become of him or if that's just the way he was. Kristoff never felt empathy for the most part but something about him made him feel a little protective. Maybe it was his name... "So.. how's your yogurt?" He asked as he curtly stared down the kid. He didn't have the best people skills.

He nodded back to him with just a shy smile, going back to silently eat his yogurt. Really though... he suddenly felt like he was losing his appetite, and... it never happened to him! Especially when it was about sweets!!! But there was something... this guy reminded him of something, or rather... someone... it was just a faint sensation, a feeling, but it was still unsettling and managed to make him really uncomfortable. Still, even if slowly, he continued taking small spoons of his yogurt. As Kristoff asked how that was, breaking the silence once again, he looked up at him, as shy as ever "Ah it's... o-ok..." he shrugged lightly "h-how your p-pretzel?" he asked then, more out of politeness than real interest

"It's ok." Kristoff answered briefly as he took another bite, still not taking his eye off the guy. Any other person would've probably thought the whole situation was extremely awkward--which it was, no doubt--but the blond man just kept eating his pretzel in peace. He finally looked away as he glanced down at his shoes. He thought about asking what was wrong with him since he seemed completely uncomfortable. The thought of it being himself didnt even cross Kristoff's mind.

He nodded slightly at him and then kept quiet once again, taking just small spoons out of his yogurt. He wished he could just leave but... it felt like he could, like his body was too heavy, like it wouldn't obey... it felt like being in a dream... a bad dream... why couldn't he shake that awful, nauseating sensation? It wasn't like he had even ever met the guy before... and yet...

It was a weird sight to see those two just sitting with each other in silence, one terrified out of his mind and the other almost completely oblivious to it. Kristoff tugged at his collar, kind of dreading what he was about to say because he usually didn't care about those kind of things. "Uh... so.. what's wrong? You seem troubled by something, if you don't mind me asking." He asked as casually as he could. Not even for one second did he think it could've been himself causing it.