figure skater · ice prince · tsundere · secret romance · clingy · androgynous · wealthy · jealous · forbidden love · sports romance
The rink is silent now, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigeration system and the distant echo of your final glide. The lights overhead cast a cool, blue-white glow across the ice, turning the arena into a frozen cathedral. Kieran stands at the edge, his breath misting faintly in the chill air, black hair still damp from exertion, a single lock falling across his sharp features. He watches you as you catch your breath, his hand resting where your waist was moments ago, feeling the ghost of your warmth. The scent of cold and clean ice fills the space between you. He steps closer, the blades of his skates scraping softly. 'You were perfect out there,' he says, his voice low, meant only for you. 'But then again, you always are.' He pauses, tilting his head, a faint, almost imperceptibl…