StarChaser One Shots <3

#66 On The Ice

Description: Reg is a figure ice skater & James is a hockey player 🏒🕺 James also speaks Spanish in this but I've translated all those necessary parts 💕

JUST SPRAINED MY ANKLE AND MY WRIST FFS ANY TIME I THINK I AM MAKING IT THROUGH SOMETHING HAPPENS (I'm fine, just being a drama queen, enjoy the one shot)

James removed his helmet and took a deep breath as he slid back over to the edge of the ring, hockey was his favourite sport and he absolutely loved playing but the training was so tiring, especially since James was studying at the same time.

James played ice hockey in an indoor arena, there were two ice rinks, one with hockey nets set up and the other was usually left for people who just wanted to skate and have fun. However, James noticed these last couple of months, there were people showing up after hours to use the rink.

The rest of his team had head off for the night when James eventually left the change rooms, he grabbed his bag and went to walk down the corridor before he heard that familiar sound, the sound of the ice crunching as you skated across it. James put his bag down on one of the benches and looked out to see who was there.

A man in a loose shirt and pants, skated across the ice with his headphones in. He glided across the ice with his eyes closed, listening to the music as it moved him in each direction. Spins, twists, the sharp yet elegant turns he would make as he rotated his body around to skate backwards. It was so different to hockey, but the focus the man held was the same energy James had when he played a game.

James had been watching for a while longer when he saw the figure slightly open his eyes, lifting his back leg as he skated on one alone, his arm reached out to hold the lifted leg before it turned into an eventual spin and graceful lift. As he spun, his leg dragged out to create a perfect circular motion, the man locked eyes with James, James' world suddenly going in slow motion as he kept their contact before bracing himself in the final landing.

James had been caught staring, but the man didn't seem to care. He kept his eyes shut once more and continued to skate in intricate patterns as the music took control of his body. James walked to the edge of the rink, placing his own skates back on and making his way onto the ice, the man raised an eyebrow at him but didn't stop.

James skated circles around him, seeing where his challenges were but to James' surprise, there didn't seem to be any, the skater was perfectly balanced and calm. He swerved around him and James watched as he was circled, the light above making the ice glow underneath them. Finally James got some acknowledgment.

"You're in my way" the figure skater stopped in front of James, mere inches from his face.

James got a better look at the person's face. Their hair was black and sat in loose waves, their skin a porcelain white and littered with freckles across their face and arms. His eyes were like a bright storm, a grey cloud with swirls of blues that made his eyes light up. He had eye liner on which only accentuated that feature, and a light pink brushed over his lips. James felt like he was falling head over skates for this man but pulled himself together, in case he could see James drooling.

"I don't remember this being your ring? I'm allowed to skate here as well"

"You have the hockey ring for a reason, use it."

The man gestured to James' equipment bag and hockey stick, James shrugged it off.

"I'm not playing hockey right now, so no need."

"I need space to skate, you're making that difficult"

James smiled, the man sounded like he was trying to keep his head levelled and his mouth from yelling. James wondered what made him sound so cautious and nervous in the first place, it wasn't like anyone else was here.