Connor RK800 Imagines {Request are Closed!}

Ice Skating

Summary: It's Connor's first time ice skating, you decide to teach him

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The snow falling as it melts onto the cold ground, merging in with the other snow. Snowflakes dancing and twirling like pretty fairy lights dazzling.

A cold bite sprinkles onto your nose, melting into the heat of your skin. You giggle as you felt it tickle you.

Connor cocks his head to the side, curious of what made you throw that sweet chuckle.

"What is humorous about snow?" He ask, his voice purely innocent. You turn to face his soft adorable hazel eyes. You smile softly at him.

"The snowflake, it tickled my nose." You say with a sweet smile laced around your lips. Connor raises a brow before nodding curiously.

You both walk down a snowy path, trees decorated with fairy lights blinking yellow orbs. The snow made more magical, taking in the scene as if you're in a wonderland. You possibly are.

You hold a pair of ice skates in your hands, laced with white and F/C decorated on them. The silver metal shining through the reflections of the lights. Connor holds his own, a dark grey with a sinister blue curled around them.

"Have you ever been ice skating before?" You ask with a hint of curiosity in your voice. A small smirk traces across your lips. Connor shakes his head, responding to your question.

"I have not. I sure have seen people on TV do such a spectacular sport." Connor says turning his attention towards you, a small smile across his cold lips.

You smile sweetly, your eyes glancing into his orbs. "Don't worry, I'll help you out." You say as you chuckle.

You and Connor finally arrive at the ice skating ring, a cheerful smile warms to your lips. You sit down on a bench as you pull off your shoes to put on your ice skating ones.

Connor watches you as he copies your exact moment, watching your fingers wrap the lace perfectly. Once you were done you turn your gaze into his, he quickly looks back down at his shoes, tying the lace.

Once he's done, you grab his hand pulling him up you try walking him towards the ice, it was pretty simple. Now just getting onto the ice. You get on first, the skates sliding you as you grab hold of the ledge turning to face Connor.

He looks hesitant of the ice, this is his first time skating after all.

You reach to grab his hand helping him into the ice, he looks at your gloves hand then back to you.

He holds your hand as you pull him onto the ice, he places one leg on the slippery ice. He quickly holds the ledge, retaining his balance. He looks down at his legs, seeing if they can hold him. He then places his other leg on the ice, he quickly grabs your other hand as his legs begin to wobble.

You smile widely as a sound of joy escapes your lips. He looks up at you and smiles widely, a look of accomplishment and excitement fills his expression.

"I'm ice skating!" Connor says cheerfully, sounding like a child. This causes you to giggle at him, a bright warm smile laces your lips.

"Good! I'm proud!" You say with cheer.

You both are just sliding on the ice, Connor having a tight grip on your hands. You look up at him with strong eyes, he shares the same look but with innocence.

"I'm gonna let go now. I want you to skate slowly towards me." You instruct him, he looks at you and slowly nods.

You let go of his hands as you skate back, making room for him to get to you. Once you were at a pretty good distance you turn to face him and you wave your hand.

"So what you need to do is move one leg in front of the other, sway your hips a little. Don't go to fast or you can fall." You say as Connor nods. His LED turning yellow.

He slowly starts to skate towards you, doing what you told him. He smiles widely as he looks at you. You smile at him, he's quickly learning.

Then he started to go too fast, heading straight towards you. Your eyes widen as you stick your hands out motioning him to stop.

"Connor slow down!" You yell but he couldn't.

He rams straight into you, collapsing onto the ice. He quickly looks at you with a worrying expression across his face.

"Y/N! Are you alright? I'm so sorry!" He says as he quickly gets off you, a look of sympathetic expresses his face, his hazel eyes full of worry, his LED turning yellow and red.

You sit up looking at him, you giggle looking at the dramatic boy.

"I'm okay, but maybe I should teach you how to stop?"

"Good idea."