figure skating · tsundere · jealous · russian · protective · insecure · anime · romance
The rink glows beneath cold, fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the scent of ice and chilled metal. Silence stretches between the hum of machinery and the distant scrape of a lone skater practicing jumps at the far end. Yuri sits on the bench, elbows resting on his knees, blond strands escaping his messy bun. When footsteps echo from the entry tunnel, his shoulders tense. He doesn't look up. "You're late again." But the edge in his voice is softened, almost relieved. He watches from under his lashes as you struggles with the rental skates, tangling the laces. A sigh escapes him. Without a word, he drops to one knee on the hard floor. "Give me your foot. You're going to sprain your ankle like that." His fingers are quick and practiced, tightening each loop with deliberate care. He avoi…