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Atlas continued grinning through his friend’s tangents, listening to every word that escaped from her lips. She was adorable, and kind of reminded him of his sister. Not to mention, she too, liked to yell at him for nothing. Or what he saw to be nothing. “You’ll be just as good as Kristi Yamaguchi when we’re done here today,” the pink haired male tried to assure her, although he knew that was pretty much impossible, unless she just happened to be super secretly talented. Like, super, super. With her words he finally lead her over to the entrance to the rink, taking one wobbly step before he got his own footing, holding his hands out so he could steady Sunny as she finally joined him on the ice. “Are you ready? I’ll catch you if you fall, promise.” Nodding at his friend, not once had the grin left his lips.

      sunny rolled her eyes at the boy’s comment, a chuckle quick to follow before she looked up to him. “i’m gonna hold you to that. if i can’t spin on this ice by the time we leave, you’re buying me food.” her hand reached to shove the boy playfully, retracing after the soft nudge to his shoulder. she watched him steady himself, hoping she’d be able to do the same as soon as she stepped out. he made it look so easy, and though sunny was usually pretty good at almost everything she attempted - a gift, she modestly supposed - there was always the chance that ice skating was nowhere near her forte. “ready.” she told him, a firm nod of her head as she took his hands into her own, carefully stepping onto the ice one foot at a time. a little rocky and unsteady, but soon she was standing - very still - on the smooth surface. “i did it!” she exclaimed, looking up to atlas with a bright smile before it quickly dropped. “wait, what now?”

‘ oh, ’  he says quietly. it seems foolish to have lowkey wanted to cry about something so trivial, but he wanted to make sure his customers were HAPPY with his work and he’d move mountains for someone to be satisfied.  ‘ really ? ’  he watches her carefully, his hand still splayed across the page, the pads of his fingers anchoring it to the table.  ‘ y-you can do whatever you want with it, ’  he tells her.  ‘ i feel silly now, ’ he admits, a little shyly, as he reaches for a clear sleeve to hold the drawing in. ‘ i’m sorry for being so dramatic, sunny. ’

As much as Atlas didn’t want to laugh at his friend, he couldn’t help the way her newborn giraffe like stance made him chuckle. He could stand just fine, having gained balance after his years of practising at the skating rinks at home. But, it had definitely taken some time. “You’ve never skated once? Wow, you’ve missed out. It’s really fun,” the pink haired male assured Sunny, his laugh turning into a wide grin at how panicked she was at the thought of going fast. He was joking, of course, not wanting to push her into something and get her hurt. The reaction that came out of her though was definitely worth it, it was priceless. “Okay mom,” he laughed, taking hold of the finger that was pointing at him and holding it in his hand, swinging both of their hands between them gently with an innocent grin. “Are you ready to go? Or are you gonna keep yelling at me about something that hasn’t happened yet?”

      “i’m sure it is fun. once you learn how to not fall flat on your face, i’m sure it’s spectacular.” sunn’ys sarcastic tone came along with a cock of her head and another roll other eyes, soft giggle soon to follow as she eyed the glossy looking surface. the girl was nervous. not only had she never ice skated, but she never felt the urge to pull on some skates and try it. maybe because she trusted atlas with her on the ice or maybe because she has a hard time saying no. but there she was, ready to make a fool of herself in front of everyone. at least she can wear a smile through it all. “whatever.” she mused through a bright smile, looking to atlas with worry in her eyes. “i like yelling, so maybe we can just go get some food and i can just... yell at you.” of course she was only joking, nervous chuckle proving the fact, but she couldn’t help it. “okay, okay, okay.” she said softly, mentally shaking the image of her falling flat on the ice from her head. “okay, we can go, but don’t let me go, not until i’m ready, please.” turning to the ice, she readied herself to step onto it, but quickly turned her attention back to the boy. “okay, you go first. i’ll follow.”

he mouths a little oh. yeah. before carefully handing off the drawing like it was a delicate flower. he watches as she examines it then piques at her suggestion, jaw dropping in shock.  ‘ b-but you’re already so pretty ?? ’ confusion smears itself across teddy’s face as she continues, eyes darting back and forth between his caricature and her face, tipping his head over to the side as he does.  ‘ did i not do a good job ? ’  his gaze goes wide and glassy as he takes back the paper.  ‘ i can make you another one ? i’ll make you another one. ’

today was the day she took a break from her daily job, she needed it. badly. they pay great, no doubt to that but whether she admit it or not, it wasn’t the type of job she wanted to begin with anyways. it was not the job she thought she’d end up with and not the job she worked so hard on. what she was going to do now was what she had always wanted, dreamed of. once a week was enough for her. with her was her music sheets, filled with notes and new songs she wrote that would probably end up somewhere hidden in her room again. she had no confidence in music now so what was the point right? but she still strived to learn more everyday and thank god for sunny who understood and knew what she needed. sunny had been the person she always go to whenever she needed some help with her notes, tune or literally anything because what she knew were all just self-taught. and so, as she walked along the pavement, iris excitedly held on to her worksheet, an emotion she doesn’t show to anyone nor very often. it was rare which only made this whole meeting more important for her. music. 

god, she loved music so much that the knock on sunny’s door might’ve sounded loud. she wasn’t sure but the slight sting on her knuckles was enough to indicate that maybe she did knock way too enthusiastically. can anyone blame her? it was that day. // @svnhcc​

      the pot on the stove started to whistle, catching sunny’s attention and pulling her away from the blank music sheets she started to place on top of the piano. some of the had notes scribbled on there from over the past few days, her mind working hard to create new pieces to teach her students and present to her company for her to play from time to time. she had remastered some classics, always loving the spins she could add to them - but not as much as loving the originals she grew up playing in recitals. out of all the instruments she did play,  the piano would always be the first and the only one to ever have such a special hold on, and place in, her heart. at the stove, she turned the burner down t only a simmer, awaiting the knock that eventually flowed through her kitchen the moment it was placed on the door. it could only be one person, seeing as she was only expecting one person. iris. quickly, her small frame shuffled over to the door, pulling it over to reveal the bright smile that effortlessly fit across her features. “are you ready?” she asked excitedly, allowing space for iris to slip pas before she closed the door. “i made us some tea first, to warm ourselves up before jumping right in. i have black tea, mint tea, peach tea, oolong aaaand,” he paused, opening her kitchen cabinet to reveal the one she’d been missing. “a rose tea!”

With a large grin eagerly pulled across his features, Atlas diligently pulled his skates onto his feet, tugging them almost aggressively since he’d definitely been much too lazy to untie the laces properly. The moment he knew there was going to be a pop-up skating rink at the Deja Brew, he knew he had to go. It had been far too long since he’d been on the ice, reliving fond memories of the indoor skating rink at Lotte World back home with his family, his appa paying far too much to close down the whole rink for a few hours so he and his sister could have it to themselves. Hopefully, he was still just as good now as he was back then, the pink haired male having several hours of practice under his belt of simply stopping harshly so he could spray his sister with ice. “Have you skated much?” He asked his companion, offering a hand to help them up as they too finished pulling on their skates. “You can hold my hand if you want, but we gotta go fast.”

      it was weird, to say the least - the feeling of trying to balance on ice skates while off of the ice. on the ice, sure, sunny expected to have nothing but trouble and fall on her face. but off of it? it was proving to be just as challenging. that, or she really needed to work on her balance. “i... have never skated at all.” she admitted with worrisome features, eyes glancing over to atlas before she let out a soft giggle. “i cant recall ever going skating, actually. not eve as a little girl.” no matter how hard she did her best to think back on it, it was safe to say that this was her first time. she had never been around a skating rink, never even stood outside of one and watched as people floated by her. the closest she had ever gotten would be watching the winter olympics, wishing she knew how to twirl and jump and look graceful on the ice. what atlas was about to witness was going to be anything but graceful. “whoa,” she whimpered out softly, starting to lose her balance by just standing there, eventually taking the boy’s helpful hand to keep her upright and steady. “fast?!” sunny’s eyes went wide and her features blank, looking at atlas as if he were starting to speak a different language. “i am brand new to this. you’re gonna have to take things slow whether you like it or not.” she demanded, a finger pointing over to the boy. 

setting down the pencil, he presses the clip at the top of the drawing board to release the paper. with careful fingers he holds it up and blows on it lightly before turning it around to show the other with a beaming smile.  ‘ ta-da ! ’  he reveals a rough caricature of the person opposite him, just a practice run until he officially opens up shop in half an hour when the brew’s festivities officially begin. he even rushed over from his last final to get into costume as the WORLD’S TALLEST ELF and set up his station.  ‘ do you like it ? ’  he asks eagerly,  ‘ i can clean up the lines a little but i wanted to show you first. ’