Klaine Fluff and Fanfic

Ice Skating

"It's not going to be that bad," Blaine insisted, fiddling with the laces on Kurt's boot.

"Yes it will," he countered, slumping against the wall dejectedly. "I'll probably fall and hit my head, or get my fingers chopped off..."

"I've been skating for years now," Blaine leant on Kurt's knees, his own blade guards poking him slightly. "I haven't even seen that happening,"

Kurt planted his feet firmly. Dodgy blue ice skates were attached firmly to his feet. Blaine wore black ones - specially fitted for tricks and figure skating.

"Come on," Blaine gently touched Kurt's face, pouting slightly.

"Fine..."

The rink was mostly empty - the skate lessons had just finished. As a member, Blaine was able to go on before the public session, and could bring whoever he wanted.

"Have you been skating before?" Blaine stood up, seemingly unhindered by the skates.

Kurt struggled to stand, almost falling against Blaine when he managed. "Once, when I was about six. My mother took me,"

Blaine nodded and took Kurt's hand, helping him to the rink. Kurt stood awkwardly to the side as Blaine removed his skate guards, placing them in the holders.

"Do you remember much?

Kurt shook his head, glancing wearily at the ice, "Only that it was really cold,"

Blaine chuckled and stepped out onto the ice, taking a moment to gracefully glide around before coming back to Kurt.

"Come on," Blaine held out his hand and Kurt took it, putting all this faith in his boyfriend. He stepped hesitantly onto the ice and immediately panicked as his legs moved of their own accord.

"Shit," he hissed as Blaine held onto him - completely at home on the ice.

"Grab onto the wall," Blaine instructed, and Kurt did so, gripping for dear life, his other hand holding Blaine's.

"How is it not slippery for you?" Kurt steadied himself,

"I'm used to it," he chuckled, "Let's go round with the wall, okay?"

They circled the rink slowly, Kurt managing to let go of the wall a couple of times and glide with Blaine. He was tense and stiff - Blaine could feel it through his hands.

"You're going to fall over," Blaine said softly as he returned Kurt to the wall.

Kurt stared at him with wide eyes, and Blaine smiled.

"You're too rigid. You've gotta be completely relaxed, otherwise you're just gonna fall," Blaine said softly, giving Kurt's frozen cheek a kiss.

Kurt shook his head. "How can I be calm when I'm about to fall over," Kurt sighed. "It's a Catch 22 situation,"

"No it's not," Blaine kissed the other cheek. "Relax. Take a deep breath and stand up straight. Let go of the wall and release your breath,"

Kurt did as he was told, feeling like an idiot.

"Oh..." Kurt wasn't about to fall.

Blaine grinned and did a small twirl on the spot. "Good. Now take a small step,"

"No."

Blaine chuckled, taking his hands in his own.

"I'm going to skate backwards and take you with me. I have complete control, so don't worry. I want you to relax, and tell me when you feel comfortable."