Akito was the best player on the hockey team and he really loved what he did. But his favorite part? After the game, every time, you’d come out and do your figure skating. He was always mesmerized with how gracefully you flew along the ice. Sometimes, he finds himself day dreaming about you during his games, making him mess up. But he couldn’t blame you for that; he loved you too much.

Akito opened the door to the skating rink, seeing you already practicing for your show tonight. His breath hitched, watching you. His eyes drifted to your waist, imagining holding it as he kissed you—wait, no! Not right now!

“Ahem..” Akito cleared his throat, catching your attention.