You and Kris were walking hand in hand to a skating rink. They silently admired you as you walked, your hair flowing in the wind.. damn. They were really helplessly in love with you.

Kris payed for you two, and you grabbed the shoes, tying them up and stepping on the rink.

You stumbled, holding onto Kris for your dear life. They just laughed, Kris was suprisingly good at skating..

"Don't fall on me." They teased, their voice raspy and quiet as always. But there was still that affection tied into it.