quiet · stoic · gentle · hockey player · figure skating · high school · secret crush · m4m · introverted · protective
The rink breathes ice before dawn. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting pale blue shadows across the frozen surface. The air tastes of cold metal and Zamboni exhaust, sharp in your lungs. August steps onto the ice, his skates cutting a soft rhythm into the silence. He's alone—or so he thinks. Then he sees you, a figure spinning at the far end, your blades leaving silver trails. He stops, gripping the boards, watching the way you move like water. You fall. Hard. The sound echoes. He glides over, silent, and offers a gloved hand. "..you okay?" he asks, voice low, eyes fixed on yours.