“Dammit.” You muttered to yourself, your breath rising in small plumes of wispy smoke. “Where’d she go?” Your eyes scanned the ice-rink for the tell-tale bob of your friend’s hair as you stood safely behind the fence.
“Looking for me?” You jumped when your friend snuck up on you and blew hot air past the tips of your cold ears. “Hey! Don’t do that!”You cried, smacking their arm as they tugged you in the direction of the ice.
“C’mon! C’mon let’s go already!” You shook your head. “I can’t skate! I thought I told you that!” She turned and sighed, rolling her eyes. “Why’d you even come?” Gaping at her in disbelief, you held an accusing finger up at her which she batted away with her woolly mittens.
“You! You said it’d be fun!” She grinned mischievously, noting that you had in fact got some skates on. “You also said you’d teach me!” You huffed, your hands resting on your hips. “Fine, cool your tits already!”
She grabbed your hand and roughly pulled you on the ice. “Gah!” You shouted, gripping the side with such force you were surprised it didn’t crack.
“Come here.” She said, pointing at a spot in front of where she stood, effortlessly keeping her balance on the slippery ice. Unfortunately the spot she was indicating wasn’t anywhere near anything stable you could grab hold of.
Looked like your only choice was to somehow launch yourself over to her. So you prepared yourself, bracing yourself and pushing with all your might. Your friend’s eyes widened and she instantly she moved herself out of the way of you.
Which meant, that there was no one to stop you from your untimely demise. You shrieked as you charged past people, apologising to the best of your ability when you knocked a couple down.
With a cry you came to an end when you fell on top of someone. “I’m so sorry!” You said, trying to get off of him but he held you gently, getting to his feet with ease and helping you up as well. “It’s okay. But maybe you shouldn’t just skate through the crowd like that next time, eh?”
You clung to him as he tried to pull away from you. “Please don’t let go of me! I’m going to fall!” With that, you felt your feet slipping and you’d have fallen face first if the blond hadn’t grabbed hold of you.
“A-Are you okay?” You made a strangled sort of noise and he held you tightly, half dragging you to the side. “This better?” You nodded, clinging to the fence like a life-line. “Thank you.” You murmured, taking the guy in for the first time.
He was tall, blond and had striking violet eyes behind a pair of glasses. The hat covering but the tips of his blond hair was a knitted red one, matching the gloves on his hands. His clothes were simple and had seen a bit of wear, his skates looking polished; they were undoubtedly his.
As your eyes passed over him, so did his over you. When the two of you made eye-contact, you both blushed and looked away.
“A-anyways,” you started, grabbing the side tighter and scrambling slightly to start moving away. He darted forward when you nearly fell to your knees and sighed, his gloved fingers interlaced with yours.
“How about I teach you so you won’t constantly fall over eh?” He offered, your heart skipping a beat when that adorable Canadian accent became clear. “Only if it’s no trouble!” You said, glancing up at him in disbelief. By this point you’d completely forgotten about your friend. She sighed and went to drink some hot chocolate and watch you. Maybe she’d be able to tease you about it later.
He smiled sweetly at you and shook his head. “Why would it be troubling to me? I mean, helping out people is fun!” His soft voice was warm and he tugged you out into the middle of the rink as there were less people there.
“I won’t let you fall, so just relax, eh?” You did as you were told, taking a deep breath as he started to skate backwards. “Just try to keep your balance.” He instructed cheerily, pulling you along behind him.
“Ri-right.” Well at least you weren’t on the floor, you thought to yourself optimistically. In fact you managed to skate quite fast, but that was mostly because of the guy pulling you.
After doing a few circuits, he got you to skate next to him and after a few near slips, you were actually laughing in joy at the feeling of the wind whipping through your hair and the coldness biting your skin.
“H-hey, I didn’t get your name yet.” He said, breathless as the two of you came to a standstill. “Oh, right it’s (y/n).” He smiled, his head slightly tilted. “That’s a pretty name. I’m Matthew.”
You blushed at his compliment, keeping up with him as the two of you did another lap. You glanced up in fear when a man blocked your path and you were forced to let go of him.
Naturally you did so, as you didn’t want to run into the guy, swerving to the side and round him.
Both you and Matthew made a circular formation, which sent you crashing into him again. “Are you okay?!” You asked, finding yourself on top of Matthew for the second time that day.
He groaned slightly, rubbing the back of his head. “I’ll be fine.” Your shoulders sagged and you got off of him, only to sit on the wet ice. “I’m hopeless.” You muttered, feeling sad. He grabbed hold of your shoulders and shook his head.
“No! You just fell, that’s okay, we all do!” You pouted, knowing he was trying to cheer you up. “Besides,” he continued, “practice makes perfect. So....”
His hands left your shoulders and as you looked up at him, you saw he’d turned as red as his hat. “Will I be seeing you again? I can teach you how to skate even better.” He said, his fingers twiddling together in his nerves.
Chuckling, you nodded and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. “Yes!” The smile on his face was radiant! But what was even cuter was that his glasses had steamed up, rendering him unable to see for the next ten minutes.