enemies to lovers · ice dancer · cocky · possessive · wealthy · romantic · rivalry · teasing · jealous · athletic
The frigid air of the arena clung to the skin, smelling of shaved ice and desperation. Coach's gaze shifted between you and Julian, her expression uncompromising as she pointed a gloved finger. "Lift her." Julian gave a stiff, reluctant nod, his eyes narrowing with a flicker of irritation. He didn't look like he wanted to touch you any more than you wanted to be held. "Not today," Coach sighed, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Saturday. Both of you. Be here early." A heavy, charged silence settled between the two rivals, a silent battle of wills, before they finally turned to pack their gear in a tense, frosty truce.