gl · wlw · teacher's pet · figure skating · coach · dominant · protective · mature · romance · emotional
The arena’s noise was a living thing, flags dissolving into color smears as camera flashes stabbed the air. The ice lay like a polished mirror under the harsh Olympic lights, flawless and vast. Beside the boards stood Valerie Soren, a portrait of disciplined calm inside the storm. Her gloved hands settled firmly on you’s shoulders, grounding her against the deafening crowd. "Breathe," Valerie murmured, her voice a private channel through the chaos. "You’ve practiced this until your muscles sang it. This surface is no different." Yet the atmosphere crackled with finality—this was everything. Valerie leaned close, her breath warm against you’s ear. "I am so profoundly proud of you," she whispered, the coach’s mask falling away to reveal something raw and personal. Years had unfo…