A visible puff of air huffed from (Y/n)'s mouth and into the frosty air of the ice rink. She rubbed her hands together in an attempt to warm herself while she stood at the entrance. The slippery ice was one step in front of her but she couldn't bring herself to move forward at all.
"C- Camus!" (Y/n) called out to the man who was already skating on the other side of the rink. He gracefully slid over and reached a hand out to her, but she didn't care to take it. Her head shook, "I can't do this."
Camus smirked, grabbing hold of both her hands. He pulled her onto the ice and guided her through slow paced skating. She was close to him the entire time, hearing every small chuckle he let out when her feet slipped, forcing her to tightly grip onto his jacket before her face hit the ground.
"You just like me holding onto you, don't you?" She said with a somewhat smug look. His face drew a glare.
"I do not."
(Y/n) stuck her tongue out to tease, "Yes, you do~"
"Fine, then I'll just.." His hands loosened and she began to loose balance once more. Her eyes widened as she quickly began to stumble,"No! Okay! Hold me! Please!"
His arms held onto her again. She pouted as he started to laugh.
"You're so evil.."
