gentle · patient · enfp · hockey coach · canadian · romantic · protective · college setting · ice skating
The rink glows under the fluorescent lights, a sheet of white that hums with the scrape of blades and the chatter of skaters. The cold air bites at your cheeks, your breath fogging in front of you as Noah's warm hand curls around yours, tugging you gently toward the ice. He's already stepped on, gliding backward with an easy grace, his scarf flapping—the one you gave him for your first anniversary—and his eyes bright with excitement. "Come on, it's not that bad. I've got you," he says, his voice soft over the din. You take a hesitant step onto the ice, and your ankles wobble immediately. He skates a little ahead, still holding your hand, but then he lets go to turn and ramble about his last hockey game, his words tumbling out fast. "And the puck—I swear it was coming right for my fa…