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𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ll MICHAEL KAISER

(PRO FIGURE SKATER AU)

You laced up your skates and stepped into the rink, the cold frigid air was a familiar feeling to you. You glided across the ice, the sound of your skates was music to your ears.

"Oh, it's you."

You heard a voice that was all too familiar to you. A sound that was worse than nails on a chalkboard. You turned around to see a young man step into the rink.

"Kaiser."

"(L/N)."

He smiled, sickening and fake. "What are you doing here?" You asked with disgust. Your manager rented it for you, and you alone. Didn't she?

"It's a public rink, schatz." He explained, using the pet name he always opted for whenever he wanted to get under your skin.

"We just happened to schedule at the same time and some fools didn't tell you that it was already booked." He gestured to the exit of the rink.

"So if you'd just make your way out, I'd be ever so grateful." He smirked skating right by you.

You could've left, in all honesty you should've left. But leaving would be admitting defeat to Kaiser, and to you, that was a fate worse than death.

Were you being petty?

Yes.

Did you care?

Nope.

You skated in his direction, passing right by him. "No, I'm perfectly fine with staying." You attempted to sound nonchalant.

"Didn't know you were this desperate to have some alone time with me, meine liebe. Obsessive much?"

He smirked, clearly pleased with your reaction. The media had taken a liking to you and Kaiser's rivalry and they adored spinning the story into some rivals to lovers situation-ship.

It didn't help that everyone thought that Kaiser teasing you was some kind of love-language.

"Shut up." You muttered, picking up your pace to match his. The two of you were skating laps around the rink.

"You're not denying anything~"

"Shut up!"

"Make me."

His face was inches away from yours, you could feel his warm breath against your lips. He smirked, pulling away.

"You're gonna have to try harder if you really want me that badly, prinzessin." He teased you again. You swatted his shoulder.

"Well, as much as I love messing with you, don't you need to get some practice in?"

Huh, oddly thoughtful of him, maybe he isn't so bad?

"You really need it." He added, soaking up your agitated expression.

Never mind. Once a bastard, always a bastard.

You sighed making you way to the other side of the ring. Why must I always entertain his antics?

Maybe you have a crush on him~

You recalled your manager's words from a few weeks ago. You quickly dismissed the thought, there was no way you'd have feelings for Michael Kaiser of all people. Right?

You looked back at him, still gliding around his half of the rink.

Well I do need a partner for this routine...

You were probably going to regret this later, but practice was practice, regardless of who it was with.

"Kaiser!"

He looked up at you, and you beckoned for him to come over.

"Yes schatz?"

You held out your hand, making direct eye contact with him. "Practice with me."

He took your hand in his. "Knew you couldn't resist me."

You rolled your eyes.

Maybe being stuck with you isn't the worst thing after all.

{notes:}

╰┈➤ short but sweet, i found their banter very fun to write, and figure skating just works with Kaiser yk? +When you add that rivals to lovers- (MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN YOU GUYS) not much else that I want to say, but my Tumblr fans enjoyed this so I thought I may as well share it with you guys! Ich hoffe, es hat Ihnen gefallen! (that means "Hope you enjoyed!" in German btw)

-Vee