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His hands gripped the railings at the edges of the rink tightly, legs wobbling as he inched forwards slowly. “Yoo Joonghyuk, slow down you bastard!”
Kim Dokja heard deep chuckles resonating in front of him, and as he peeked through his bangs, he could see broad shoulders shaking as the man a few feet in front of him laughed. Yoo Joonghyuk was skating backwards, grace and fluidity present in each of his movements as he stared at his boyfriend glued to the railings of the rink.
Kim Dokja pouted. It wasn’t fair that his boyfriend was perfect at everything. There he was, gliding across the ice quickly and with ease while Kim Dokja suffered as he painstakingly crawled forwards.
Just as Kim Dokja was about to admonish his boyfriend for standing and laughing instead of helping him out, he heard a chipping sound as his toe pick caught into the ice. The next thing he knew, Kim Dokja was launched forwards as he lost his balance, arms flailing as he plummeted towards the ground. Closing his eyes, he braced for impact.
…The impact never came. Instead of falling onto the freezing ice, he felt long arms catch his figure, pulling him against a warm chest. Calloused hands cupped his face while tilting his chin up, and Kim Dokja’s eyes met the concerned ones of his boyfriend.
Yoo Joonghyuk was panting, having rushed over when he saw Kim Dokja trip. His hair was messed up from the sudden movement, wayward strands swaying under a cold breeze. Yoo Joonghyuk examined his boyfriends figure, hands fluttering around as he checked for injuries.
“Don’t worry, Joonghyuk-ah. I’m okay.” Kim Dokja saw his breath come out in puffs in the cold air. He reached out his icy hands to still Yoo Joonghyuk’s frantically searching ones, clasping them tightly as he leaned against a sweater-clad chest. An embarrassed smirk found its way onto Kim Dokja’s reddening face, and before Yoo Joonghyuk could coo at the rare and adorable sight, Kim Dokja had already freed his hands in order to cover his face. Yoo Joonghyuk instinctively circled his arms around his boyfriend’s small waist, allowing him to tuck his head into the hollow of Yoo Joonghyuk’s shoulder.
Kim Dokja felt a hand reaching up to brush his hair away before a pair of warm lips landed on his forehead. He melted into his boyfriend’s embrace, the tips of his ears reddening. “Be more careful, you idiot,” Yoo Joonghyuk murmured.
Kim Dokja simply nodded as he tightened his arms around his boyfriend.