requested by nevadawasnottaken ilysm
dream is a hockey boy, while you're a figure skater :o
cute fluff <3
you had finally tied your skating shoes and checked your phone as you waited for the hockey team to finish their practice.
they were all amazing at it, but this one boy had caught your eye.
you looked up and you saw his swift moves with the stick and the puck. his teammates were all practicing, but he looked so focused.
he had shot the puck in the goal before taking his helmet off and walking back to where his things were on the benches.
your friends around you started to all spread out on the ice skating rink since the hockey team had left.
your mind was still stuck on the boy.
his jersey number.
it just somehow stuck with you.
he was still by the rink talking to his friends
you had finally got up and slid on the ice rink. you practiced your twirls, and your flexibility.
your friends were all doing their own thing, while you wanted to narrow down this one move.
your legs were moving quick and swiftly
you had kept your balance and concentrated on your footwork.
you were also put under pressure since the hockey boy and his friends were still by the benches.
you looked over at him, feeling weak since his eyes were already laid on you
you shot him a soft smile and noticed his friends were nudging him.
you looked away and started to practice once more.
you were really good at where you were at, and decided that practice for you was finished.
you said a quick goodbye to your friends and went to sit to change out of your skates.
you see the same boy waking towards you and his friends were watching him.
you feel your face heat up
i swear to god if you embarrass yourself
you snapped out of your thoughts as he spoke up
"hey" the boy spoke up while sending you a cute smile
he was beautiful
"hi!" you managed to speak out
"i was just wondering if i could get your number, not in a weird way i know we just met, but i just noticed you and you're beautiful-" he blurted out
you smiled at his shyness
"of course.....?" you say slowly stopping yourself
"clay," he said smiling brightly
"pretty name for a pretty boy." you said confidently
fuck was that too much?
he blushed and handed you his phone
you put your phone number in and saved the contact.
"here you go" you said smiling up at his towering figure.
"thank you, i'll text you soon," he said and walked back to his team
~time skip~
you rest your head on clay's shoulder as you remembered the first time you guys met
"it's funny, i was all nervous and such a dork"
clay laughed at himself
"and now i'm here, wearing your jersey." you rolled your eyes
clay brought you closer to him and gave you a passionate kiss
"you'll always be my pretty boy" you said,
holding his face in your hands.
WOAH HOCKEY BOY DREAM?
