Jonah Gadjovich x fem!OC

ICESKATING

Celine's POV:
I had been dating Jonah Gadjovich for a few months now, and I had a secret, a very bad secret: I didn't know how to skate. In the beginning, it never came up and the longer the two of us were together...well, i just couldn't tell him that i couldn't skate because how could i date a professional hockey player and not even be able to skate?
But, the thing about secrets is that they can only be kept for so long...Jonah discovered my secret when one Wednesday night. The Sharks had a home game, which was nice because it meant more time with Jonah. The both of us were having dinner at my place. "We're having a community skate Sunday morning." Jonah said, casually as he sipped on his drink. I forced a smile. "That's nice! I'm sure the kids will love that." Jonah nodded. "I assume you're coming with me? A lot of the boys take their wives and girlfriends and kids to the community skates." I smiled and nodded. "You know, I just don't know if I should?" Jonah frowned. "Why?" "Um..." I paused, quickly trying to come up with an explanation. "I..." Jonah furrowed his brows as he looked at me for a moment because his lips twitched upwards a bit. "You do know how to skate, don't you?" My eyes widened in panic and Jonah burst out laughing. "That's hilarious. I'm sorry, but wow. Why didn't you tell me?"
I sighed and put my head in my hands. "Because you're a hockey player! And a fucking good one! How am I supposed to look you in the eye and tell you that I don't know how to skate?" Jonah's laugh faded and he put his hand on my arm. "Like this: "Jonah, I don't know how to skate. Can you teach me?"" I raised my head out of my hand to look at him. "You would teach me?" Jonah gave me an offend expression. "Of course I would." I smiled and took his hand into mine. Jonah smiled back and pressed a kiss on my hand. "Now, do you have skates?" And i didn't.

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TIME SKIP
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No one's POV:
So, the next day after morning practice, Jonah took Celine out to buy skates (and knee and elbow pads, and a helmet, and gloves, and a stick). He went overboard to say the least, but it was cute. Then, he packed his skates and Celine's skates into a bag with the pads and grabbed the sticks and a few pucks for their trip to the SAP Center. "You know, you're supposed to be teaching me to skate, not going to practice, right?" Celine had told him when she saw what he was packing. Jonah shrugged. "I just thought you'd figure it out quick and then,maybe you'd want to try some hockey with a "fucking good hockey player" as you said yesterday." She shoved him and he laughed. At the arena, Jonah dropped the bag on the bench and helped Celine put on her skates before putting on his own. He had insisted that she wear all the padding but she glared at him. "I'm not a child, I can handle it. And, plus, I'm not going to fall, right? your gonna catch me?" She said, only lightly threatening her boyfriend. Jonah smiled. "Of course I'll catch you." Jonah went on the ice first and held his hand out to her, which she took, keeping her other hand on the boards and stepped out onto the ice. Celine slipped immediately and she quickly let go of Jonah's hand to hold the boards with both hands. Jonah bit his lip to stop from laughing. "Do I have to learn?!" She shouted, wanting to get off the ice. Jonah skated to Celine's other side so she could see him and put his hand on her lower back. "Come on baby. Take my hand and let go of the boards."

Celine's POV:
I shook my head. "No. I'm good right here." I shifted my feet to try to get off the ice and slipped. I would have hit the ice, but Jonah caught me and pulled me back up to my feet, his arms wrapped tightly around me so i wouldn't fall. I gripped his shirt with white knuckles "baby..." He whispered. "That's why I didn't tell you!" I slightly yelled back. I heard Jonah chuckled a bit. "It's scary to try anything for the first time. But it's okay, I understand. You're not going to fall." I nodded my head, but still didn't move. "How about I loosen my grip and skate back? "Don't move your feet or anything, just let me move so you get used to the feeling?" Jonah suggested and i nodded. Jonah loosened his grip on me and reached down to my hand to support his arms and began to slowly skate backwards. He took me across the ice a few times until i started laughing. Jonah smiled at me. "Now try moving your feet like mine and skate with me?" He said to me  as he continued to skate backwards.
I did as he said and we slowly skated together. In the end i was able to let go of Jonah and skate next to him.  "Okay, now we should make some stops." Jonah said and my smile fell.
"Do I have to? ¿realmente tengo que hacerlo?" Learning to stop meant not stopping, which meant falling or hitting the boards or both. Jonah smiled at me, and nodded, and i sighed.
"Stopping is easy, okay? You just turn like this and stop." Jonah said as he demonstrated.
"Stopping is easy," says the NHL player." I mocked. Jonah didn't have time to respond because we were both interrupted.  "Looks like I wasn't the only one looking for some ice time, huh?" A voice said. I  yelped in surprise and fell backwards on my ass. Jonah rushed over to me and helped me up, holding me close to his chest, turning Thornton.  "Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you." Thornton  responded, holding up his hands in surrender. "It's kind of funny that my niece your girlfriend can't skate." He continued laughing. "Are the sticks on the bench still?" I asked Jonah as i turned around to glare at Joe . Jonah furrowed his brows but nodded. "Yeah?"
"And remind me how long is a slashing penalty?" "Two minutes?" Jonah answered, still confused. I nodded and let go of Jonah to skate over to Thornton. "Oh shit. Celine, no!" Jonah laughed and skated after me. "get away from me you little bastard" " ¡No, bastardo, te voy a dar una paliza!"
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Words: 1165
Started:1/29/23
Ended:1/29/23
(Not my original story but I added my own touch to it)

¡No, bastardo, te voy a dar una paliza!- No, you bastard, I'm going to beat you up!

¿realmente tengo que hacerlo?-do i really have to?