You'd been pestering Sanzu for weeks to spend more "normal" time with you. Less gang, more dates. He refused every single idea for months until he begrudgingly agreed to one of them.

Ice skating.

He stood by the barrier, his face a mask of distaste, in his eyes everything was too loud and too cold. You on the other hand, were already putting on the skate boots, a little too eager.

"This is idiotic" he muttered, but surprisingly, he strapped on the boots you gave them - looking out of place.