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Love On Ice {1}

Author's Note:

Hello fellow Wattpadders! In this exclusive chapter of mine, my favourite AU of Lan Zhan and Wei Ying will be featured... Top Wei Ying and bottom Lan Zhan as figure skaters! Please enjoy!

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Lan Wangji spun in the air, whipping out the quadruple axel he had spent weeks trying to achieve. One... two... three...

Just as he was about to land, his kneecaps locked, refusing to bend, resulting in a fall on the bottom with a piercing pain shooting his tailbone and spine.

"Hey! You okay?" Lan Wangji was vaguely aware of someone dressed in red skating over and kneeling down to check on him, it was all a blur.

"Yeah." He muttered, barely able to feel his back.

"Well, we should get you off the ice. Do I have permission?" The other skater asked, and the next second, they were sitting on a bench.

"My name's Wei Wuxian, but because you're so cute, you can call me Wei Ying."

When he could see again, he made out a lean and muscular figure wearing a bright red Kathmandu jumper with black waterproof pants. Wei Ying's dark hair was slightly tousled to the side in what looked like an attempt to gel it, and his eyes were a spectacular pair of silver.

"Thanks." Lan Wangji mumbled, trying to stand up.

"Woah there, I think you should rest little prince. What's your name?" Wei Ying practically forced him to plonk down on the seat.

Lan Wangji's ears turned red as he avoided eye contact and replied, "Lan Zhan."

What??? Why would I tell him my birth name??? A stranger! Lan Wangji thought to himself, having an internal flurry of panic, hoping he wasn't a criminal.

"Lan Zhan..." Wei Ying whispered, trying the name on his tongue, "Well Lan Er Gege, you should be more careful considering how small you are, so if you need any help, just yell."

As he left to the rink, Lan Wangji was ticked off. He wasn't small at all, and he was perfectly capable of helping himself without someone as frivolous as that... hooligan that was kind of hot!

He looked down at himself. Yes, despite being skinny and pale, he was certainly not scrawny. His uncle had taught him to have impeccable posture, unfaltering agility and an intelligent brain to never trust strangers.

Lan Zhan looked over to the rink again, instantly spotting Wei Ying in his bright red Kathmandu. He did a toe loop, then a mazurka, and finishing with a pancake spin to a sit spin. He was really quite good.

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"So, Wei Xiong, is the guy getting on the ice over there, your crush?" Nie Huaisang, the king of all gossip smirked.

"He will be mine soon." Wei Ying chuckled.

"Why is it always me training hard? Shut up both of you, the competition is in a few months!" Jiang Wanyin, Wei Ying's younger brother shouted in fury.

"Relax Jiang Xiong! Love is most important above all!" Huaisang laughed.

"WE'RE LEGIT 20 YEARS OLD STUPID!" Jiang Wanyin shoved Huaisang out of the way before going off to practise his camel spins.

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At the end of practice, Lan Zhan's coach, his uncle Lan Qiren, called him over.

"Wangji, personally, I think you're good, but not good enough to do a solo. So, I have found you a partner to enter with." Lan Qiren stroked his goatee and led him into the café.

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying grinned, not even waiting for the old man to introduce him.

"Frivolous." Lan Wangji glared as Lan Qiren raised both his eyebrows in approval and left them.

Meanwhile, Nie Huaisang brought a reluctant Jiang Wanyin to the window.

"This is going to be good." Huaisang whispered as Jiang Wanyin rolled his eyes.