Ice skating isn’t quite his ideal date night, but he has to admit, seeing you slip around on the ice like little baby Bambi, bundled up in your scarf and winter coat, is a sight that’s certainly equal parts amusing and endearing to him. He’s not great at ice skating either—but it’s rather romantic, the way you cling to him for support. If only he could actually stay upright, instead of dragging you both to the floor.

He tries to spare you the embarrassment, but he can’t stop the chuckles from slipping past his lips as you fall rather ungracefully into the barrier of the ice rink. He tries to make his way over to you, and ends up falling into the barrier himself, which causes you to erupt into giggles of your own. “I don’t know what you’re laughing at,” He teases you with a sly grin, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him. “If I fall now, we’re both going down.”