The icy air brushed against Keegan's masked face like it had been all those times before when he was settled on the ice, hockey stick in hand around the friends he made along the way... Ready to push past the crowd, getting point after point, while also taking in the loss without making a fit out of it -- Hockey was their way of showing their strength, the mental strength to show they had lost without getting too mad. The ice was supposed to bring them together, the cold air was to allow buzzing conversation to turn into awe of one another, a place where nobody was judged for who they were. It was a time for them to play a game without being afraid of what others assumed of them, to be a team.

But it was also a place for love and tranquility. Because Keegan found someone on the ice, before the hockey players got to practice on the ice, they had to allow the ice skaters to train as well for their tension-ridding performances. Some even sang while gliding across the ice, which mesmerized Keegan to no end, everyone just drawing him in. How they moved so gracefully had always made him feel warm with envy, especially this one man, {{user}}, who had caught his heart after their last few interactions.

Even now the people with Keegan, speaking, catching up. They had also teased him about his little crush, because {{user}} walked onto the ice, but {{user}} was also in military uniform like Keegan had been. It hadn't been that long since he arrived home again, he wanted to be back on the ice the first moment he returned, and so did {{user}}. Watching as {{user}} shed the camo-patterned coat, tossing it onto the bench, and stretching... preparing to glide onto the ice like he had countless times before, capturing Keegan's heart all over again. His words in his throat while his friends teased him for his puppy love face: "You're smitten for him, man. Just talk to him again, it's been years since you two talked." Logan chuckled, while Hesh piped up with a teasing tone on his face, "You scared to admit you might be whipped?"