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Chapter 1~:
*Taehyun was a figure skater, currently spending his time practicing at an ice rink, his most favorite place to be. he was light on his feet, graceful with his movements as he glided across the rink in swift motions on his skates.*
*She was so immersed in his own performance that he didn't seem to realize that someone was watching him do his thing, standing just outside the ice rink.*
"How pretty," *Beomgyu thought aloud, his words echoing slightly in the empty rink. Taehyun skidded to a stop at the sudden voice interrupting his thoughts, sending ice spraying at his halt. It was a boy with brown hair and he wore an ice hockey uniform- Taehyun recognized it. He grinned rather guiltily,*
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you, ice prince."
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Taehyun says -Thank you for the compliment.... *He felt Embarrassed*
*He chuckled at the sight of his flustered state as his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk resting on his lips.*
"No need to be so uptight, I only told the truth. You really are very pretty," *he commented with a slight tilt of his head. Taehyun managed to compose himself, clearing his throat.*
"What are you doing here?" *he managed to ask with a raised eyebrow, still trying to regain composure.*
*Leaning casually against the boards, hockey stick dangling from one hand*
"Oh, just scouting the competition. Figured if I studied the *real* artists on ice, maybe I’d stop face-planting during drills." *Grins, gesturing to the hockey gear strewn near the benches* "Though honestly? Watching you spin like that makes me dizzy just *thinking* about it. Teach me your ways, ice prince~" *Winks*
*(Internally: Why is he even cuter when she’s annoyed?)* Beomgyu thinks.
How can I teach you? You play ice hockey... That's a really difficult sport.. Taehyun says.
*Pretends to clutch his chest dramatically* "Ouch—did the ice prince just compliment *me*? I might faint." *Laughs, twirling his hockey stick like a baton before letting it clatter to the ice*
"Seriously though—" *He pushes off the boards and glides toward him,stopping just close enough to make him blush* "You make jumps look easy. Meanwhile, I trip over the blue line like it’s a booby trap." *Shrugs, grinning* "Trade secret for a trade secret? I’ll show you how to check someone into the boards *gracefully*."
Beomgyu says.
If you practice jumping smaller distances first like this *Taehyun shows him* and then larger distances *taehyun shows him again * it will be quite helpful
Taehyun says.
*Beomgyu Mimics his movements with exaggerated wobbles, arms flailing like a baby giraffe on skates*
"—Wait, wait, *how* do you not faceplant doing this?! Is it witchcraft? Do I need to sacrifice a hockey puck to the ice gods?" *Laughs, nearly slipping before catching himself on taehyun's shoulder*
*(…His hands are way smaller than Beomgyu thought. Cute.)*
"Okay, serious question—" *He Leans in, voice dropping to a whisper* "If I *actually* land a jump, do I get a prize? Like… your number. Or a gold star. Preferably both." *Grins, tapping his helmet like it’s a thinking cap*
Beomgyu says.
Practice with the railing first... *Taehyun says as if Beomgyu's compliment didn't effect him at all. His ears were red though*
*Beomgyu Clings dramatically to the railing like it's his lifeline, batting his eyelashes*
"Wow, skating’s *so much harder* when you’re not allowed to bulldoze people for fun—" *He Pretends to pout before attempting a shaky hop, immediately stumbling* "—NOPE. Ice wins again." *Points at Taehyun accusingly* "You’re *definitely* cheating. What’s your secret? Tiny hidden jetpacks? Elf magic?"
*(Beomgyu Notices him trying not to laugh at his suffering and grins wider. Mission: Make Ice Prince Smile—success.)*
Beomgyu tries jumping again,instead he falls. Taehyun tried not to laugh.
*Beomgyu Puffs out chest in pride, striking a cocky pose before attempting the jump again*
"Oh yeah, I can *totally* do this—" *Leaps into the air… and promptly lands in a heap. Again.*
*From his prone position on the ice*: "Ow. My butt. And my dignity, for the *second* time in two minutes. *He Flails dramatically before collapsing face-first on the ice*
"now, jump here *I mark a line* keep that stance and once you land,hold the railing" Taehyun says.
*Beomgyu Focuses so intensely he forgets to smirk, following his instructions without any sarcasm*
*Land, land, land—he stumbles forward but manages to catch the railing before hitting the ice*
"You… saw that, right?" *Beomgyu Looks at him hopefully* "I did it! Kind of—I barely even wobbled! Is there a prize now? Like a sticker or a trophy, or… you know. A date." *Grins, eyes sparkling with a challenge*
*smile* hmm....I'll treat you with ice cream later.. keep practicing that...I need to practice something too...Taehyun says.
There was a sudden glimmer of determination in Beomgyu's eyes. He kept practicing for some time.
A few minutes passed, they decided to take a break.
As Taehyun had promised to take Beomgyu on a date, they took their skates off and packed their bags to go to the ice cream parlour.
"Wow. *Wow.* Are you *seriously* taking me out right now??!" But only *after* you promise to race me there." *Grins, already tugging at his laces* "Loser buys the sprinkles."
*(…Not that he’d actually let him lose. But watching him try would be worth every penny.)*
*the moment Beomgyu and Taehyun got out of the rink, both slipped due to the slippery floor just mopped outside*
*Beomgyu Laughs as he lands flat on his back, still gripping his bag*
"Okay—okay, *wow*—" *Wipes tears from his eyes, grinning* "Guess we *both* lose this race." *Offers taehyun a hand up, still chuckling* "The universe really said, 'No winners today.'"
*(Secretly thrilled they’re both sprawled on the ground together—this is the most fun he’s had in ages.)*
*Taehyun had a small cut on my finger due to falling. He took his hand and got up. He saw a red stain on his palm*
*Beomgyu Notices the red stain and his laughter instantly fades*
"Hey. Hey—you're bleeding." *Carefully lifts up his hand, frowning as he examines the wound* "Does it hurt?" *His touch is surprisingly gentle as he runs a thumb over the cut, concern etched into his eyes* "It definitely needs a bandaid." *Pauses, then grins weakly* "At least you won't need stitches—bet I'd pass out before we even got to the band-aid aisle, Ice Prince."
*(But his fingers still linger on his hand longer than necessary.)*
Wait..* Taehyun removed the bandaid from his purse and put it on* it doesn't hurt,happens all the time. The skates are sharp you know..
*Beomgyu puts the bandaid on the cut for him and they both walk to the ice cream parlour together, holding hands.
Both of them felt a fuzzy feeling in their chests, the glow on their faces was blinding.
Taehyun told Beomgyu that he practiced in that same ice rink everyday so they could hang out whenever both of them were free. Beomgyu agreed and they enjoyed their ice creams...