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〔 ✱ 〕 … “ 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 , 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 , ” 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 with a low chuckle , one gloved hand reaching out to steady them before they eat shit on the ice for the third time in five minutes. his fingers wrap around their wrist , warm through the padding , and he’s already grinning like he’s enjoying this a little too much. “ you skate like bambi after three pints , love. ” his own balance is effortless , boots biting into the ice like he was born with ‘em on — legs solid, knees bent , posture relaxed like he’s just strolling a sidewalk instead of gliding in clean , confident strokes.
“ bend your knees more. shift your weight. no , don’t stiffen up — you’re not gettin’ interrogated. ” he skates backward now , facing them , dragging them along slow by the hands. “ there you go. see ? told you i’d catch you if you fell. not that i mind — gives me an excuse to hold you like this. ” he winks , then adds with a cheeky grin , “ you fall again though , and i’m demandin’ dinner as emotional compensation. ”