Pairing Jack Rollins x Reader, Marvel
Prompts used- Your OTP goes Ice skating. It's a failure. And, spoken prompt “I can't feel my legs.”
When Lt Commander Jack Rollins told you that he had never been ice skating before you knew it would be a fun date. It was to be your first Christmas as a couple together and honestly you weren't sure if he'd be called away before Christmas day, you knew his job at SHIELD often pulled him away from you, so for now you'd make the most of the time you'd have together.
“Y/N, I don't know about this wouldn't you prefer to go to that little pop up bar, drink eggnog and get all cosy by the fire?” Jack asked not looking at you as he spoke as he didn't want you to see he was not excited by the idea.
“Jack Rollins are you scared to get on the ice?” You laughed softly teasing him. “We can go drink eggnog after. It's been years since I had the chance to go ice skating.” You pouted up at him before kissing his cheek softly.
“I'm not scared, why would I be scared?” He replied jutting out his chin in response before a small smile curled his lips.”Okay babe, let's get going.”
Stepping onto the ice was like riding a bike as you glide effortlessly, looking back to you boyfriend you saw him casually holding onto the rail, but his white knuckles gave away how tightly his grip was. Gliding back to him you smiled warmly.
“Here hold my hands, I'll guide you till you get the hang of it.” You held out your hands for Jack, he took them as gently as he could while trying to keep himself up right.
“Maybe I should stay round the edge, Y/N?” He suggested, but with a shake of your head you pulled and glided across the ice backwards. He faltered for a moment trying to match how you moved along the ice and keep himself up right. Slowly a smile curled his lips and you let go of one of his hands to glide effortlessly next to him.
“Hey, this ain't half bad.” He chuckled, prompting your own peal of laughter as he increased his pace only to stumble and in trying to correct himself spun in front of you, falling backwards and bringing you with him with a short squeak of surprise as you landed on top of him with a thud.
“Oh God, Jack are you okay?” You called trying to raise yourself up as a rumble of laughter left his chest.
“I'm fine, you looked so worried then.” He grinned hands coming to rest on the curve of your hips. Smiling down relieved you leaned forward to kiss him softly, he eagerly responded in kind, before a shiver ran through him, the cold of the ice seeping through your gloves. “Babe as much as I am loving this….I can't feel my legs.”
You were quick to your feet. “Sorry Jack.” You blushed as you offered your hands to help him stand.
Curled up by the log fire in the popup bar, a glass of eggnog in hand, you were curled against Jack's side as he stroked your side and pressed a kiss to your temple.
“If this is how ice skating ends, then I can definitely get behind doing it again." He hummed against you.
