@cemeterysgirl sent: [⛸] our muses go ice skating on an outdoor rink from winter season & holiday based ask prompts
the crisp air bit at devon’s nose as he glided—well, stumbled—along the outdoor ice rink, his gaze sneaking over to sasha every chance he got. his heart thudded harder than it had during any full moon run, but he masked it with his trademark grin. when he said he could skate, that wasn't the entire truth. coming from the west coast, ice skating wasn't the sport top of mind. talented in lacrosse and soccer, those skillsets did little to transfer over onto a rink, feeling like a baby deer on ice. the façade was mainly a front to impress, as always, and he wasn't certain he was living up to any high-held expectations he led her to believe.
determined not to embarrass himself entirely, devon kept a brave face, trying to mask the nervous energy bubbling beneath his usual confident exterior. "hey, kerrigan. you training for the winter olympics or something? you have to hold my hand or i won't be able to catch you," he teased, finally managing to close the gap between them without toppling over. in reality, he needed her more than anything for stability and various safety concerns.